Love Healing Manual

Chapter 17 Dog Food
At 06:30 a.m. sharp, the half-bronze alarm clock next to the bedside table rang out, its "ring ring ring" echoing throughout the room, the pendulum relentlessly pounding against the two brass ears.

After a few seconds.

From under the covers, a hand with distinct knuckles reached out and accurately pressed the pendulum of the alarm clock.

Lin Ze didn't even open his eyes; it was a completely subconscious action.

However, he soon got out of bed, his sleepy eyes wide open, and looked for his slippers by the bedside.

It was already daylight outside, and the rising sun shone on the earth.

Walking to the window, Lin Ze pulled back the curtains and took a deep breath.

I get up early to wash up, do push-ups, and memorize vocabulary.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Lin Ze went to the balcony and started looking for a change of clothes, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find his white T-shirt. He checked the closet in his room but still couldn't find it, so he could only quickly put on any other clothes.

Then, I went out for a morning run.

Lin Ze has been training his cardiovascular fitness since junior high school and has always had the habit of jogging in the morning, without interruption even in wind and rain. However, his running form is not professional. He used to adjust it by looking at the standards of athletes online, and later consulted a physical education teacher in high school.

His route was very fixed: after completing the basic learning tasks and warming up, he would go downstairs.

Starting from Okachimachi, take the Ueno Shinkansen to the ramen shop in 1-chome, turn and walk through the narrow alley to reach the Ueno Hiroyoko Shopping Street, follow the path straight into Shinobu Park Avenue, and return after seeing Shinobu Pond.

Facing the sunlight, Lin Ze's white sneakers trotted along the familiar path, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He returned from the Pond of Unbearable Sorrow without stopping, taking out his phone from his pocket to check the time.

Then I ran all the way back to Okachimachi.

6.3 kilometers, with an average pace of 5 minutes and 35 seconds per kilometer.

After Lin Ze went upstairs, Lin Yuning also got up and was busy in the kitchen in her pajamas. The clanging of pots and pans was the prelude to a busy day.

She had a toothbrush in her mouth, and some foam at the corners of her lips.

"How about sandwiches? I'll make you two, they're all yours. I'm not eating breakfast, I'm on a diet right now," Lin Yuning said vaguely.

"Okay, by the way, did you see the white T-shirt I hung out to dry on the balcony?"

“Isn’t it over there? I didn’t move.” She poked her head out of the kitchen.

"did not find."

"Perhaps you forgot it somewhere. Come back and look for it."

talking.

She brought out two sandwiches filled with fried eggs, salad, and sausage.

"I'm going back to catch up on some sleep," Lin Yuning said, rubbing her eyes and yawning.

Lin Ze nodded.

An ordinary yet incredibly fulfilling day has begun.

The next day.

Still the same.

However, breakfast was changed to potato pancakes and thick soy milk.

Lin Ze's clothes are still missing.

……

Friday afternoon, University of Tokyo School of Medicine.

Ring ring ring——

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Lin Ze slung his backpack over his shoulder, declined Otomo Shoji and Yamazaki Yu's invitation to play ball, and left the classroom alone. After several twists and turns, he arrived at Building C, the teaching building next to the playground.

He walked steadily up to the seventh floor with practiced ease.

at the same time.

Another department at the University of Tokyo.

The long-haired girl slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked briskly out of the classroom, disappearing into the corridor.

She didn't look at anyone, her gaze fixed straight ahead, indifference frozen on her face, until she reached the edge of the medical school's playground and disappeared into Building C.

Standing in front of the equipment room door.

Kitagawa Ayane was quite nervous. She looked around the corridor warily. This teaching building was an old building and few people came here. In addition, Friday was the day for club activities, and most students gathered on the playground, so the whole building was unusually quiet.

After hesitating for a moment, Kitagawa Ayane pushed the door open and went in without even knocking.

The setting sun bathed her in gold, and through the old aluminum alloy windows, where even the fusible plug had become brittle, she touched every item in the equipment room.

A row of tables and chairs was placed at the far end of the room, head to toe, with the chairs stacked on top of each other, covered in dust, some even with white cobwebs.

The floor covered with foam boards was very clean, with hardly any dust.

Right in the middle, there was a chair.

Intern Lin Ze was sitting comfortably, holding a borrowed medical book in his hand, and looking down at it.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and closed the book.

The two looked at each other.

Kitagawa Ayane unconsciously clenched her fists, her gaze lingering on the face of this "junior" with a special identity. After a moment, she looked away and began to take off her shoes, her knee-high socks stepping onto the foam board.

Did she really examine this junior student properly?
The answer is yes.

It was just a very vague impression.

It's hard to describe the feeling. Every time she met him, within a day or two, his face would quickly become blurry in her mind, leaving only a vague outline.

I can never remember.

If it weren't for Kaoru Murayama describing Hayashi Sawa as having distinctive characteristics and being quite famous at the University of Tokyo, she really wouldn't have been able to define him.

They met intermittently for over a month, and never even called each other by name directly.

Let alone saying you understand.

This doctor-patient relationship is so strange and absurd.

"that……"

Instead of getting into the zone as quickly as usual, Kitagawa Ayane stood there somewhat awkwardly and said, "Could I not come next week?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Ze asked curiously.

"There are some things I can't refuse, it's hard to say exactly, but I'd like to ask for leave. I won't be in Tokyo next week." She looked into Lin Ze's eyes.

Take this opportunity.

Kitagawa Ayane boldly observed her junior, looking at his face, his school uniform, and the heavy medical books in his hands.

"No way." Lin Ze refused outright.

"Why?" Kitagawa Ayane never expected him to refuse so decisively.

"The current measures are only to prevent your condition from worsening and allow you to live a normal life. If you leave Tokyo, you won't be able to receive timely treatment and maintain your condition. What if your condition worsens again then?"

"So... you mean... is there any way? Or some medicine or something that can help me stay normal for a week? You're a doctor, you should have a solution, right?"

"You mean the psychiatric medication the hospital prescribed for you before?" he asked calmly.

"The side effects are quite severe."

"Therefore, as a patient, the most important task is to get better. Even if you have other things to do, try to postpone them. Nothing is more important than good health."

“But I can’t refuse, I have to go,” Kitagawa Ayane insisted, her brows furrowed.

"In case something goes wrong..."

“I’m also worried about problems arising. Is there any possibility, for example, that I could increase the dosage of my treatment today? What if it’s originally one hour, but now it’s two hours? That way, I can maintain double the normal level. I’ll probably need about five days… Or maybe on the day I leave Tokyo—”

Lin Ze didn't speak, he just looked at her calmly.

Kitagawa Ayane spoke for a while, then suddenly couldn't continue; she pursed her lips tightly.

“Okay,” she sighed, “I’ll figure something out myself.”

After saying that, Kitagawa Ayane walked towards Lin Ze hesitantly. Her steps were not very steady, and she stumbled on the foam board.

I didn't dare to look up at my junior.

As she moved closer to where he was sitting, she could feel the warmth of the sunlight streaming in from the window.

My body feels warm.

Kitagawa Ayane is actually very beautiful; the phrase "long, straight black hair" is almost a perfect description of her. In addition, she is tall, and her legs are impeccably long.

She has fair skin and a refined air about her.

On that face, a moment of struggle appeared, her cheeks flushed red, and then she pressed down on her knees and slowly knelt down.

"let's start……"

"Have you shown any signs of a relapse recently? How's your sleep? Have you exhibited any unusual behavior in your daily life?" Lin Ze asked, holding his notebook.

“Once,” Kitagawa Ayane answered, looking down, “my sleep was fine, but the unusual behavior was the day before yesterday, when I felt… I was quite… yearning.”

"Desiring treatment?"

"Yes, it was an overwhelming feeling, and it took me a long time to calm down," she replied resignedly.

Even though it's embarrassing to say it out loud.

But they couldn't hide it for the sake of treatment.

Do you still fantasize about being a large dog?

"meeting."

"several times?"

"No the day before yesterday, once the day before yesterday, three times yesterday, and today..." Kitagawa Ayane's eyes darted around, and she nervously rubbed the hem of her clothes.

"answer."

Lin Ze's voice rang in her ears. Kitagawa Ayane shuddered, her movements of rubbing her clothes became more pronounced, and she stammered, "Seven...seven or eight times?"

"Seven times or eight times?"

"Okay, eight times."

"Didn't you try to control it?"

"The more I try to control myself, the less I can," she said, kneeling on her lap, raising her beautiful eyes to look at Lin Ze. "It's so uncomfortable, I can't even concentrate, how can I control myself..."

She looked pitiful, her big eyes fixed on Lin Ze, unblinking.

Lin Ze reached out, grabbed her wrist, and lifted it up, placing it in front of Kitagawa Ayane-senpai.

"what is this?"

“These are my claws.”

"This is your hand."

"But it...it's all furry."

"There's no hair, it's just your imagination." Lin Ze was used to this. He could tell from Kitagawa Ayane's slightly glazed eyes that she was about to lose her temper.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Ze pried her hands open and shoved the pen into her hand.

Kitagawa Ayane habitually gripped it, using a standard writing gesture.

"Can the claws hold the pen?" Lin Ze asked.

She doesn't speak.

"It's obvious logic: only a human hand can grasp something, not a claw. What you're seeing is an illusion."

"I was just hallucinating..." Kitagawa Ayane paused for a moment, staring thoughtfully at her fair hands.

"Snap!"

The pen slipped from my fingertips and fell to the ground.

Where are your ears located?

Kitagawa Ayane instinctively reached out and grabbed the top of her head. A look of surprise appeared on her face, and she smiled at Lin Ze, saying, "It's on my head, look, I grabbed it, hehe!"

"Then cover your ears."

She quickly put both hands on them to protect her "fuzzy" ears.

"Did you cover it up?"

"It's covered."

"Then why can you still hear me?"

"Eh--"

"In fact, you are always a person. You don't grow ears on your head, nor do you have hairy claws. Your sense of smell doesn't become more acute because of this. The obstacle to changing your form is just an illusion."

“I…” She shook her head in pain.

“Even if you can mimic canine behavior, you still need to remember that you are a normal person while you are in this hallucination. Maintaining this clear awareness is the premise of our treatment, okay?” he patiently guided.

"can."

"The treatment shall begin."

To show his encouragement, Lin Ze gently patted his senior's head. He reached out and rubbed her head a few times, but just as he was about to leave, he lifted his hand about half a foot away.

Kitagawa Ayane suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it down on her head.

"Touch me a little longer... a little longer," she murmured softly.

"Alright." Lin Ze had no choice but to continue rubbing it.

He watched almost as her eyes gradually curved downwards, like two crescent moons. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, breathing rhythmically as she inhaled the scent of his school uniform collar.

He looked very pleased.

These kinds of illnesses are indeed very strange.

Altering behavioral logic and cognition to create hallucinations is already enough to overturn cognition, but it can even cause a person's personality to undergo earth-shattering changes.

Lin Ze knew very well that Kitagawa's life on campus was completely different from her life during treatment.

She usually has a cold expression, rarely interacts with people, and is always alone, as unapproachable as an iceberg.

But it can be found in this equipment room.

She has a gentle and lively personality, just like a real golden retriever.

As Lin Ze was thinking, the senior student raised her fair neck.

He understood.

He tickled her neck a few times, his fingers gently stroking her smooth skin.

Kitagawa Ayane was so comfortable that she was trembling all over, especially with the warm sunshine. After a while, she couldn't help but fall to the ground, lying on her back, and rubbing against Lin Ze's school uniform pants next to his bench.

See this status.

Lin Ze averted his gaze.

He didn't have any extraordinary technical means, only the behavioral intervention plan provided by the system.

In this situation, the most scientific medical approach would be to develop highly sophisticated monitoring instruments to observe Ayane-senpai's cerebral cortex activity and mental curve in real time during her illness, in order to make a reasonable hypothesis and confirm the root cause of the illness.

However, when my senior went to Professor Hishida before, he only treated the illness as a common personality disorder.

We can only take it one step at a time...

Lin Ze pulled a packaging bag out of his backpack, and the rustling sound alerted the senior student.

There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense. For example, he could smell the different odors of diseases since he was a child. Can this be explained by science? At least not at present.

Or rather, humanity's current research and development of itself is far from reaching that level.

We still need to learn more and continue our research.

Every time he did laundry, he would ask Lin Yuning to use a lot of mint-scented laundry detergent. However, he could also smell the milky smell on his body. No matter what, the "critically ill Huang" status on the system was always a heavy weight on his mind.

But Lin Yuning always said she couldn't smell it.

Even so, Lin Ze insisted on using a lot of laundry detergent, because at least that would make him feel less uncomfortable.

In the equipment room.

Lin Ze took out a bag of dog food and put it in his pocket.

At the same time, Kitagawa Ayane looked over, her eyes drawn to the packaging bag, her gaze unwavering.

"Did you see the treatment plan I sent to your link?"

The senior student didn't say anything.

He shook the dog food bag, and Kitagawa Ayane quickly ran over, reached out and patted it a couple of times, then came close, almost inches away, staring wide-eyed at the Labrador on the packaging.

This posture is terrible.

"Do you want some?" Lin Ze knew that his senior was not easy to talk to when she was in a trance, so he took the initiative to ask.

"what?"

"Fine, I'll take it out and you can try it yourself."

Lin Ze opened the bag of dog food, reached inside and scooped out a handful of brown dog food the size of peas, which he held in his hand.

He smelled it himself first.

Lin Ze frowned.

To be honest, although the salesperson described it very well, saying that it contained a lot of nutrients, the dog food didn't smell good. It had a strong fishy smell and a slightly astringent taste.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should let Kitagawa-senpai try it.

"Smell it?"

The moment the hand was handed over and the palm opened.

Kitagawa Ayane immediately lowered her head, staring intently at the brown dog food, examining it with considerable curiosity for a long time before finally bringing her nose close to it.

Be caught off guard.

Lin Ze had no idea.

next second.

He felt something warm and soft, something wet licking his palm. It was an indescribable, very itchy and strange feeling that made Lin Ze stiffen all over.

Kitagawa Ayane licked a few times, curled a few hairs around her cheek, and then lifted her face, strands of smooth hair falling down her cheek and onto her shoulder.

She frowned and looked at Lin Ze.

An unimaginable fishy smell spread across her tongue. After biting into the granular thing, some fragments got stuck on both sides of her teeth. The taste was dry and she couldn't swallow it. She tried to swallow it, but immediately felt the urge to gag.

"It doesn't taste good, right? How can you eat this kind of food?" Lin Ze looked at her expression and quickly guided her, "If you feel nauseous, just throw up. Human taste buds can't tolerate what pets eat... Senior?"

He stared in surprise at Kitagawa Ayane's throat, which moved up and down slightly.

"But... I can't help it, I can feel my tail wagging, can you see it?" she said with difficulty.

Lin Ze subconsciously looked behind his senior.

However, it was empty.

"Phase II behavioral intervention task completed"

Reward: 1000 points

"Reward: Patient pain threshold detection device"

"The host can claim it via system mail."

On the system screen, a message indicating that the task was completed appeared before Lin Ze's eyes.

(End of this chapter)