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41 Little girl, don’t tell me you don’t have any friends?

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Anning District, Building 4, Room 0104.

The lights were not switched on in the cold room.

Through the dim light that spilled into the living room from the curtains, he could vaguely see the neat furnishings in the living room.

The furniture looked brand new, but it was covered in a thick layer of dust.

There were a few family photos hanging on the wall, but because of the dim lighting, the faces in the photos could not be seen. Only a shadow could be seen.

The crisp voice of a little girl suddenly rang out from the bedroom.

"One…two…three…"

"This is yours."

"Four…five…six…"

"This is hers."

"Don't fight over it. Everyone is a good baby.”

He followed the voice and looked into the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, a game of house was being played.

However, this game looked a little…bloody.

The little girl, who looked to be about five or six years old, was sitting on the bed with her back to him. She was holding a small basket filled with blood-red eyeballs.

She counted the eyeballs one by one, picked them up, and placed them on a small plate on the table.

She was still mumbling.

"These candies are all exchanged for by Mommy's hard work. The babies all have them. No one is allowed to fight for them…"

The babies that the little girl was talking about were naturally the dolls sitting opposite the bed.

However, these dolls looked extremely damaged.

The leather used for sewing had been torn by something and was barely stitched up with red thread.

There were no decorations on the doll's face, only a few bloody holes.

If one looked closely, one would be shocked to find out.

These dolls seemed to have been disassembled from parts…

While this horrifying game was going on.

There was a series of knocks on the living room door.

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the little girl's play. She suddenly turned her head 180 degrees and looked in the direction of the door.

It was only at this moment that he realized it.

Her eyes were actually buttoned, her nose was hollowed out, and her mouth was stitched up with fine thread…

Compared to those " babies ", she was more like a moving doll!

"Hehehe…We have guests.”

"Babies, please wait a moment. Mommy will go and entertain the guests.”

As the little girl spoke, she jumped off the bed and walked stiffly to the living room.

The knocking continued.

She came to the front door and opened it.

As the door opened, dim lights from the corridor immediately shone in.

A thin man in a white coat stood at the door with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Su, who just moved in. I open a clinic on the street.”

"If you feel unwell or need anything, you can come to the clinic for treatment.”

"This is my name card."

Doctor Su said and handed over a piece of paper.

The little girl did not take the piece of paper.

She carefully observed the doctor in front of her and did not see any fear, surprise, or even doubt on his face.

There was only a standard gentle smile.

Perhaps this was another kind of special indifference.

The little girl tilted her head, and a smile appeared on her sewed mouth as she spoke.

"Do you want to play house with me?"

"Playing house?"

Dr. Su glanced at the little girl when he heard her words. He pondered for a moment and said,

"Little girl, you don't have any friends, do you?”

“……?”

Hearing this, the little girl's smile instantly froze.

Then, he saw Dr. Su say gently,

"You must be very lonely, cooped up at home all day, wanting to call a stranger to play house with you whenever you see him.”

"Since you're lonely, why don't you go out and look for companions?”

"Are you sick?"

"I am a professional doctor. Not only am I good at surgery, but I also have some knowledge of mental illness.”

"I've seen similar symptoms like yours.”

"I have a patient who is also a child. He suffers from social phobia, autism, and depression…All he knows is to cry at home all day and doesn't dare to go out.”

"His grandmother was very worried and finally found my secular clinic.”

"I gave him a prescription on the spot.”

"The effect is very good. On the day his grandmother brought the medicine back, the child stopped crying and was smiling all day.”

"Recently, he was even willing to go out of his house and come to my clinic for psychotherapy to cure his crying illness on the spot!”

Dr. Su clicked his tongue and said. He seemed to be very satisfied with his medical skills.

Then, he looked at the little girl with a gentle and pitiful gaze.

"Young lady, I think your symptoms are quite similar to that patient.”

"They're all autistic and depressed. They don't want to go out and make friends, so they hide at home and play house.”

"It's okay. I can help you treat it!”

" Whether it's medication, surgery, psychotherapy, physical therapy…"

"I guarantee that your illness will be cured and you will enjoy yourself.”

"At that time, you won't have to hide in the house and play house by yourself.”

" Instead, I can go out and find a few friends to spend a happy childhood together…"

He saw Dr. Su chattering non-stop.

Hearing his gentle yet harsh words.

The little girl's expression became uglier and uglier, and her expression became more and more terrifying.

The next moment!

She opened her mouth and screamed.

"You're crazy, you don't have any friends!"

"Bang!"

With that, the little girl slammed the door shut.

Doctor Su was left standing outside the door with a stunned expression.

Before Doctor Su could react.

The door to room 0104 was opened again. The little girl reached out and snatched the name card from Doctor Su's hand.

Then, he spat.

Then, the door slammed shut again.

“……”

Seeing this scene.

Doctor Su, who was standing at the door, could not help but fall silent.

Err…

Did I go overboard and hurt this little girl's heart?

That was right. Children's psychological acceptance was fragile to begin with.

Even adults could not accept their own illness, let alone a little girl.

He should have been more tactful.

It seemed that recruiting customers was still a technical job. He should pay more attention to it from now on.

Her words must be tactful and her mouth must be pleasant.

He could not agitate the patient anymore.

Doctor Su thought about this and knocked on the door of Room 0104 again.

A moment later, there was no response.

He could only turn around and leave, heading to the next floor.

Fortunately, there were many residents in the fourth building, so there were still many opportunities to experiment.

……

Inside Room 0104.

The little girl could sense that Dr. Su had left and could not help but spit again.

Damn fellow.

If they didn't want to play house, then they didn't want to play house. They said that she was autistic and had no friends…

If it wasn't for the fact that he could tell that Dr. Su was just a paper puppet and that there was a deep and terrifying power behind the paper puppet, he would have died.

The little girl had already gone berserk and torn Doctor Su into pieces.

At that time, there would be another "baby" at home.

However…

The little girl hesitated for a moment. She looked at the name card in her hand through her button-sewn eyes.

Worldly Clinic

Attending Doctor: Dr. Su

This doctor seemed to be a powerful guy…

Was what he said true?

He could make her feel happy?

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