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"Doctor Lu, what subject do you study? You also study psychology. You are very knowledgeable."

Lin Yuezhu turned the medicine list in his direction and saw that his handwriting had been scratched a few times. The doctor's unique abbreviated handwriting below also modified the medicine list.

Lu Ze raised his hands high. Under the sunlight, he could clearly see the texture of his hands. Just looking at the calluses left from filming "The King of Fighters" made him feel a little regretful and smashed his mouth.

"A pair of hands that won't shake even when holding a scalpel... It's such a pity that it's so bad, oh! You're asking me what I'm studying, right?"

Putting his hands down, he put them on the table, picked up the tea cup and shook it gently. Doctor Lu looked down at the rotating tea leaves at the bottom of the cup. His hair fell down when he lowered his head because of the lack of hairspray. He helped him up again and drank.

He took a sip of tea and raised his head, his smile still so warm.

"I majored in clinical medicine as an undergraduate, and specialized in surgery as a graduate student. I got an MD degree as a Ph.D. I don't want to be erudite. I just dabbled in various medical disciplines. I've heard of you before. You have a PhD in psychology from Stanford.

I’m ashamed of myself.”

Lin Yuezhu was not surprised at all that Lu Ze had heard of him. Judging from the sub-personality's academic qualifications, the main body must have filled in the life experience of the "doctor" and perfected the entire timeline to maintain the stability of the sub-personality.

What you don’t understand can lead to the collapse of your sub-personality.

As for why Lu Ze, the subject, does not recognize himself, this is normal. This involves the concept of time amnesia.

The sub-personalities of many multiple personality patients are completely strangers to the main body. For example, the main personality itself speaks with a strong dialect and cannot be changed at all, but the sub-personality is fluent in Mandarin, and when the main body takes control of the body

When he took the initiative, he had no idea he could speak Mandarin.

Why is this happening? It’s caused by amnesia, or information fragmentation. From a psychological point of view, it’s equivalent to stuffing redundant and useless information into the trash can, but it’s just a bunch of junk information.

, at certain specific times or occasions, you can spell it out and become a real "person", isn't it scary?

"You can't say that. After all, the environment abroad is different from that at home. But I am very curious, Mr. Lu, where did you work?"

"What kind of high-level job can I get there? I am just the chairman of the Department of Surgery at the Army General Hospital. Life is not as easy as yours. There are just endless patients and one operation after another every day."

Doctor Lu held the tea cup and turned around to look at a piano placed behind him. The sun shone on his face, golden and dazzling, but it made Doctor Lu very emotional.

Shen Jinghan was already frightened. He sat blankly on the chair and was too frightened to say a word. Can you imagine a very familiar person? You regard him as your nephew, but he suddenly turned into another person. What on earth is going on?

How scary is it?

Regardless of Shen Jinghan's rise in the agent field, in fact, without this honor, she is just an ordinary woman who is well-educated and well-maintained. Although her emotional intelligence is terrifyingly high, when she is scared, she is still with

There is no difference for an ordinary woman.

Lin Yuezhu didn't see Dr. Lu's expression. She just lowered her head and remained silent, her brain running crazily. Finally, she couldn't hold back and asked Dr. Lu.

"Including Mr. Lu himself, the old man, the doctor, and the interior designer, there are already four personalities. I don't understand why you are all called Lu Ze?"

"Who told you we were different?"

"Mr. Lu is twenty-eight years old this year. Can you become the chief of surgery? I guess he is in his forties and up, right? Needless to say, the old man can do it. There is only one designer left. I don't know the age, but I guess he won't.

Xiao, there is a fundamental difference in the timeline, isn't that right? I'm quite curious about how Mr. Lu keeps your image from collapsing. After all, even the personality of an old man can be created, and the requirements for mentality and age are very high.

"

After finishing the tea, Dr. Lu turned around, put the tea cup back into the cup, pulled out a few pieces of paper to wipe the water stains on the table, threw the paper ball into the trash can, and shook his fingers at Lin Yuezhu a few times.

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"No, no, no, we are the same. We have the same mother, the same father, and the same beloved sister. No matter how our thoughts change, the roots are the same. Dr. Lin, I respect your psychology very much.

Professional level, but we want you to be much more complicated than you think, so don’t bother guessing.”

"But you are prescribing medicine for yourself. I still can't understand this. Why are you thinking about annihilating yourself?"

"Destroy yourself? I just want to prove that what you are doing is in vain. Don't waste your efforts. Lu Ze has to solve this matter by himself. Others? Can't help him."

"You still said Lu Ze, not "I", so you are still different, but you just don't want to admit it? Or what?"

"Lapsang Souchong, Jin Junmei...not bad, do you have any more? I'd like to have another drink."

Lin Yuezhu heard Dr. Lu's words, shrugged her shoulders, called the internal landline, asked her assistant to brew the tea, and then brought it over. She took the teapot and poured a cup for Lu Ze herself. After sitting down again, she dragged her chin with her palms, full of interest.

Get ready to listen to Dr. Lu’s explanation.

"Ha~ We have something in common, it's just that we hate him. Many people hate him, but few people like him."

"You mean...a lot? Can you tell me how many there are?"

"Bang!"

Lu Ze suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the table with a loud bang, knocking over the tea cups and causing tea to flow all over the table.

"Does it have anything to do with you? I'm warning you. If you don't let him go, you'll be unhappy. Otherwise...I will chop you, your parents, your wife, and your children. You want to know what it feels like.

?”

This is not the actor Lu Ze, nor the doctor Lu Ze. Lin Yuezhu can be sure of this. If the actor Lu Ze has a very stable and majestic temperament, the doctor Lu Ze is gentle and kind, and the Lu Ze in front of him has eyes like a snake.

Particularly vicious and ferocious, and most importantly, extremely violent.

Shen Jinghan and Lin Yuezhu were both shocked. There were only three of them in the room, and he didn't even think about preparing any self-defense weapons in his office. He looked at this 1.8-meter tall man, who was about 200 yuan.

Lin Yuezhu, a burly man weighing 5 pounds, gave up decisively. He raised his hands to the level of his shoulders and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Well, I was wrong..."

"No, no, no, it's okay. Don't worry about what he said. Relax, Doctor Lin. I'm sorry, I scared you."

Lu Ze sat in his seat again. Lin Yuezhu could tell just by his temperament that Dr. Lu had regained the dominant position in his body.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that he is quite fierce."

"A fugitive who has killed more than seventy people has a normal character. I actually hate him. After all, my job is to save lives and heal the wounded, and he? He is just an inhuman executioner. Of course, he has not killed anyone in reality. You

There’s no need to call the police, it’s okay to tell you, counting me, a stupid girl from outside, and Lu Ze himself, there are 1,268 people.”

"How many!!??"

Lin Yuezhu was frightened. He once saw a girl with five personalities. Don't think there are only five. The girl was tortured by the other four personalities and committed suicide twice. That kind of pain is not something normal people can endure.

He was prepared to break a record today, but there were more than a thousand people? Did Lu Zette put the community in his head?

"You heard me right, so I said you can't control this matter. Alas... we don't have much time. A friend saw that your piano hand was itchy and wanted to play a song. Do you mind?"

Lin Yuezhu's mind was very confused. There were more than a thousand people? Are you kidding? And with the appearance of the murderer who just came out, how could it be beneficial to Lu Ze? What if he ran out for a walk and killed someone for fun?

"I don't mind..."

"Come and play. I've been bragging about how good you are at playing the piano. Let me listen."

"No problem my friend."

The elegant man sat on the piano bench, looked at his hands with heartache, and looked at this mediocre piano with disdain. He straightened his back and started playing the music.

Neither Shen Jinghan nor Lin Yuezhu had heard of this piece. It was very sad and desolate. It seemed that Lu Ze, who could play the piano, had unspeakable pain in his heart.

When the last note fell, this elegant man stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The sunlight shone on him. He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth, and turned his head to look at the two people sitting at the desk.

"Do you know why we hate him? He built a city in his heart, or a prison cell, in which there is no concept of time, space, life and death. We just wait and wait inside, waiting for an ending that may never come.

Some of the people inside are crazy, some are still waiting for someone they can't see, and they can't even die even if they want to. How do you think we don't hate him? Right?"

He walked to the desk, sat in his seat, and stretched out his hand to Lin Yuezhu. Lin Yuezhu was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly shook his hand.

"Sigh... Maybe we won't see each other again in the future. Thank you very much for lending me the piano. Thank you."

"You're welcome......"

"Let's get to know you again. My name is Lu Ze, a pianist. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

"Goodbye then?"

"goodbye......"

Lu Ze closed his eyes, and there was no sound in the room.

"..."