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  "Doctor," Fatty opened his mouth, but after a few seds, he said with a flicted expression, "If I remember correctly, in our try, paid panionship is illegal, right?"

  "I saw it on TV," before Jiang g could respond, Fatty tinued with a serious tone, "At that time, those people were squattily against the wall with their hands on their heads. I heard that ter they were taken away by a big bus, and they all had to go to the little b."

  "What does that have to do with me?" Jiang g raised his eyebrows, disied.

  Fatty then noticed that there print near Jiang g's eyebrow, but it wasn’t very clear because it was matte.

  After hearing what the doctor said, Fatty's entire face twisted in disbelief. He thought that just based on the doctor's current appearance, without even being caught i, the clothes, the lip marks on his face, and the scratches on his exposed skin were enough solid evideo vict him.

  Seeing Fatty staring at him with increasingly strange eyes, Jiang g, out of self-preservation, slightly adjusted his colr.

  "It's not what you think," he expined. "Those girls are rebellious and lost young women. My goal here is mainly to rescue them."

  Fatty poi the lip print on Jiang g's face, excitedly asking, "Is this how you 'rescue' them?"

  "This is just a method, not the goal," Jiang g said calmly and with the mhteous expression, "You o uand, I am a white angel. If I save them, I am willing to endure any hardship."

  Saying this, he wiped the lip print on his face, but the more he wiped, the messier it became.

  Fatty: "..."

  "You think I’m going out to drink, have fun, or seek pleasure?" Jiang g put down his hand and shook his head, letting out a sigh before saying firmly, "You’re wrong. I am trying to uand them from their perspective. As a psychologist, I o truly uand the lives of the people I serve, of those I treat."

  "In fact, I’m not as happy as you think, that’s just the surface," Jiang g naturally folded some bills and stuffed them into his pocket.

  Because the bills were quite thick, from Fatty’s perspective, the pocket looked bulky and bloated.

  "Every treatment process is a torment for me. The emptiness and loneliness reflected in the eyes of every woman lost in a world of alcohol and lights are a stant reminder for me."

  Pg his hand over his chest, Jiang g acted as if he were deeply heartbroken. "I only tinue by stantly drinking, using alcohol as a numbing agent to vince myself to carry on."

  "Traditional doctor-patieionships only plicate things. What I seek is a more peaceful e with them, like being friends," Jiang g's gaze was intehe kind where we be pletely open with each other."

  "To experiehe pleasures they think they deserve, and then from the outside in, from the shallow to the deep, uhe core problem and pletely awaken these misguided girls to reality."

  For Jiang g at that moment, saving these lost girls seemed to be the only meaning for his existence. Despite the uain future, fag tless misuandings and distortions, he faced it all with posure.

  Fatty twitched his mouth and asked, "So, Doctor, have you found it?"

  "Not yet," Jiang g leaned ba the sofa, fortably twisting his body, "But I feel like I’m getting close."

  "Doctor," Fatty, staring at the squinting Jiang g, awkwardly said, "Actually, you don’t o expin so mue. I uand. Even though our current situation isn't great, you don’t o be like Pi Ruan, we should still do things with iy."

  Jiang g naturally extewo fingers.

  Fatty immediately shut up, knowing that the doctor was about to start again.

  "Two points," Jiang g shook his fingers and said, "First, I’m not like Pi Ruan. My qualifications are better than his. Sed, I don’t ftter rich older women. My t base is quite diverse in age."

  "And the most important point," he tinued, "Tonight’s gathering was anized by the young dies, and has nothing to do with rien. I don’t know anything about the rien’s circle."

  "I only know that if they are married rien, they won’t drive vertible sports cars and expose themselves like that. The target would be too big."

  "They usually use bck luxury nanny cars with non-transparent windows, and their lise ptes ge frequently. Every time they go out, it’s a different pte."

  "They also don’t choose KTVs where there are a lot of people. They usually opt fh-end private clubs with membership systems. New members must be invited by at least three old members to join."

  "At the entrance of the club, there’s a designated person to handle reception. When ordinary people ask, they’re always told the pce is full, only familiar people are guided upstairs." Jiang g thought for a moment and added.

  "And you say you have no idea about rien?" Fatty stood up, exasperated.

  In just one night, Jiang g’s image in Fatty’s mind had pletely turned upside down, from a high-end professional to a high-end service provider.

  By the m, Jiang g could sehat Fatty was looking at him strangely, like he wao say something but didn’t know how to start, and there was a hint of reje in his gaze.

  From Jiang g’s years of experiereating patients, he could tell that Fatty was clearly trapped in a state self-doubt.

  After breakfast, while Jiang g was wandering by the window to digest, he received a call. The voi the other end was full of undisguised joy, but Jiang g remained cold, showing a businesslike attitude.

  After hanging up, Jiang g turned his head and said to Fatty, who was hammering at a loose er of the sofa, "Fatty, finish ing up, then wipe the table and floor. Someone will be ing soon."

  "Got it, Doctor."

  About half an hour ter, the sound of high heels clig approached the door, clearly more than one person. The visitor stopped outside and politely knocked on the door.

  Sitting on the sofa, Jiang g didn’t even look at the door. He first blew oeam rising from his coffee cup, took a sip, and only then slowly said, "e in."

  The door opened, and several elegant women, exuding a timeless charm, stepped in along with the sunlight.

  "Dr. Jiang," the leading woman, wearing long boots and a camel-colored shawl, seemed very happy. She nodded repeatedly at the doctor sitting on the sofa, "Thank you so much for taking care of Yuan Yuan's matter."

  "It’s my duty," Jiang g replied indifferently.

  "After the driver took her home yesterday, she and I talked for a long time. We... we haven’t had such a versation in a long time," the woman said, her eyes reddening as she spoke. "Anyway, thank you so much, Dr. Jiang."

  (End of the Chapter)

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