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Chapter 85 Bad Woman

The three days passed quickly.

The assassin who committed the murder in the street that day appeared suspiciously and disappeared very quickly.

The Prime Minister's mansion had little reaction to the fact that she was just a concubine's daughter, but the Duke of Jin's mansion was furious.

The heir of the Duke of Jin has been involved in one incident after another in the capital, and has been injured each time. The murderer is not only audacious, but also clearly does not take the Duke of Jin's mansion seriously.

Even the usually composed Duke of Jin personally pressured the Prefect of Jingzhao, forcing him to find the murderer within three days.

Today is the third day, and the assassin seems to have vanished into thin air; there's still no news.

Qin Su wasn't surprised at all, because even the system didn't have any clues, which showed how mysterious these assassins were.

For problems that cannot be solved immediately, Qin Su will not waste her energy on internal conflicts; she will ignore them for the time being and continue to focus on her work.

For her, curing the tyrant's illness was the most important thing.

Qin Su was browsing through the history books of the Great Qi Dynasty in the courtyard. Because she loved staying in the courtyard, Aunt Xu rarely went out anymore.

In less than three months, the relationship between the "mother" and "daughter" was completely reversed.

Upon seeing a certain historical record, the young woman's gaze sharpened slightly. It read:
"In the autumn of the tenth year of Jiahe, Emperor Wenzong was assassinated in the Wenhua Hall. Muyun, the last surviving emperor of the previous dynasty, colluded with eunuchs from within and without. In the midst of danger, he was fortunate to be saved by the heavens and escaped successfully... Empress Xiao lost her order and retired to the Fengyi Palace."

Qin Su paused for a moment, then quickly opened another book he had read before, an unofficial history of the Great Qi Dynasty:
"...When Crown Prince Junyan was young, he was seriously injured in a palace coup and spent half a year in seclusion on Mount Wutai."

"System, do you think these two things are related?"

System: [These two things are referring to the same thing.]

Isn't it obvious?

The system was somewhat surprised: Had its clever and resourceful host been provoked? It hadn't even noticed this?
Qin Su knew the system had misunderstood her meaning, but she wasn't going to explain what intuition was to an AI.

"Multiple personality disorder is associated with childhood trauma, such as excessive or repeated physical or emotional abuse, as well as intense stressful events, and may even stem from 'disorganized attachment behavior' that begins in infancy."

Psychotherapy cannot eliminate personality; it can only help integrate personality. It aims to help patients better understand and accept their different personalities, reduce inner conflicts and distress, and no longer be disturbed by these different personalities.

Generally speaking, the dominant personality has a stronger sense of self and control. When helping patients integrate their personalities, psychologists usually tend to help the dominant personality suppress the secondary personality.

For secondary personalities, the "extinction method" is often used, which means ignoring them and not reinforcing them.

However, Qin Su's actions these days contradict the common concepts in the medical field, and if she were discovered in modern times, she would be subject to industry sanctions.

but……

The girl lowered her eyes, her profile so soft and beautiful.

However, if one can truly gain the trust of the alternate personality, it will also be beneficial for later personality integration.

Besides, just because everyone uses it, does that mean it's correct?

She doesn't think so.

Qin Su pondered and slowly adjusted her breathing.

Based on the current treatment progress: Tyrant's DID comorbidity (bipolar disorder) treatment has passed the acute phase and it is time to change the treatment plan and enter the consolidation phase.

The problem is that this stage requires continuous medication; otherwise, the condition will recur, with more frequent attacks and more severe symptoms.

As the tyrant's only psychiatrist, she had to constantly monitor the patient's condition in the absence of a nursing assistant so that medication could be adjusted promptly if problems arose.

At the same time, close observation during this period might provide an opportunity to observe what stimuli led to the personality transformation.

However, "distance" has become the biggest problem in order to achieve this goal.

The tyrant is no longer next door, and "Qin Sangsang's" identity disqualifies her from entering the palace. "So how can I legitimately enter the palace?" Qin Su had already closed the book, her slender white fingers lightly tapping her beautiful chin, her gaze drifting to a certain spot.

The system assumed the host would look in the direction of the palace when she said these things, but it turned out she was looking at the main courtyard.
Ah, the main courtyard?

System: It seems we've discovered something incredible.

"Decided!"

The girl suddenly spoke up: "If I can't get in, let him figure it out himself."

System: Huh? What have you decided? Tell the system!
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"Oh dear, you look terrible."

"Dr. Su" appeared in the tyrant's dream again.

He still sported the familiar attire of a stern-looking doctor: a white coat, long black hair, and gold-rimmed glasses.

He used to be a handsome and unruly young man, but now he looked gloomy and deep, like a monster lurking in the abyss, appearing extremely dejected and dark.

Even so, it's just a different kind of handsomeness; he's become a melancholic beauty.

Chu Jiang finally raised his eyelids and looked at the beautiful face opposite him that was tormenting him. Her dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, making one's heart skip a beat for no reason.

"What's wrong?" Qin Su suppressed her surprise and gave a standard business smile.

"I asked as you said."

Qin Su: Are you sure?

"Well, then what?"

"Then,"

The man's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a bloodthirsty, murderous aura seemed to emanate from him. His tone was even more ruthless, as if he wanted to strangle something on the spot: "Then she told me that she had someone she liked."

She even threw herself into his arms and cried for that man.

Chu Jiang had never been so humiliated in his entire life!

He was furious and wanted to kill her, but he had to suppress his anger and coax her.

Damn it!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Even though he knew he was dreaming, he couldn't suppress his anger. He slammed his fist on the table, and countless transparent water droplets scattered and fled under his fist, just like bizarre special effects.

"I have someone I like~"

A woman's slow, leisurely voice came from across the room, seemingly tinged with laughter: "Then take it!"

Chu Jiang suddenly looked up, his dark and sinister eyes glaring fiercely at the woman opposite him: "Is this what you doctors teach your patients?" His tone was undisguisedly sarcastic and mocking.

The person opposite suddenly smiled, their cool and aloof aura rippled outwards like waves on water, their fox-like eyes pure yet alluring: "We psychologists don't just teach these things, we also teach people how to date~"

So, do you want to learn?

Chu Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, his head covered in sweat, his heart pounding wildly.

He said the woman in his dream was no good, and tonight she finally showed her true colors!
How dare she teach him these things!
but……

The hands that were resting at his sides tightened unconsciously, and the bulging veins on his arms showed his excitement.

But he still shamefully fell for it.

"If you like it, just take it! What are you afraid of?"
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The next morning, when the eunuch who was helping the Crown Prince change his clothes came in, he found that the prince had already dressed and was standing in the inner hall, his figure as aloof and upright as the frosty moon.