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"Really, there’s nothing!" He Zhilan shook her head repeatedly.

Seeing that He Zhilan was serious in her response, almost as if she was about to swear to heaven, He Teng finally stopped pursuing the topic. The doctor didn’t prescribe any medication to He Zhilan, and after she woke up, He Teng brought her back to the military base.

Once home, He Teng told He Zhilan to rest well at home, mentioning that he had talked to the translation agency and gotten her two days off. After making sure that He Zhilan was settled, He Teng left the house alone.

Stepping out of the house, He Teng headed to the office with a heavy heart.

"He Teng, how is it? Your wife, she’s alright, isn’t she?" Commissioner Chen Zheng noticed He Teng’s return and quickly approached him with questions.

"Nothing much, I have already brought her home, and she’s resting now," replied He Teng, intending to inquire if Commissioner Chen knew any psychologists, but the question halted on his lips, and he only exchanged a few more pleasantries before heading straight into his office.

He Teng spent over ten minutes alone in his office before directly calling Lin Chan’s office.

Seeing the phone number, Lin Chan thought it was He Zhilan calling, and picked up with a teasing tone, "Oh, Zhilan, what a rare occasion to remember you still have a brother here in the capital, waiting for your call day and night~"

"It’s me," He Teng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, already accustomed to Lin Chan’s irreverent manner.

"He Teng?" On the other end, Lin Chan straightened up upon hearing He Teng’s voice. The memory of He Teng’s stern and upright image was deep in his mind, and His deep, steady voice also sobered him significantly, "Is there something the matter?"

Lin Chan thought that He Teng wouldn’t call him for no reason, so if He Mutou was looking for him, there definitely was a serious matter.

"Do you know any good psychologists?" He Teng asked directly.

"Psychologists?" Lin Chan pondered for a few seconds. "I don’t think I know any, but I remember Zhou Hongjin’s mother has a friend who is a psychologist, returned from abroad with a Ph.D. What’s up? Are you under a lot of psychological stress and looking for a psychologist to relieve it?"

At this time, there truly weren’t many psychologists in the country.

Just like the hospital doctors had said, in China, many people were still deeply superstitious, not recognizing the seriousness of mental illnesses.

If someone in a family suffered from mental issues, they would believe the person was possessed by evil spirits and would directly seek out a Taoist or witch doctor.

Many psychologists preferred to go abroad for further education and then stay overseas to develop their careers, and even many large hospitals were unable to hire professional psychologists.

"Zhilan, she..." He Teng’s heart sank bit by bit. After a long pause, he finally said, "Zhilan has had an accident."

"No way~ He Mutou~" Lin Chan was utterly alert this time, "Make it clear, what happened to Zhilan? Are you looking for a psychologist for her?"

"Yes." He Teng then briefly told Lin Chan about He Zhilan’s situation. After he finished, silence fell on both ends of the phone, between the two men.

After a long while, Lin Chan spoke again, "Is it the miscarriage that traumatized her? A few days ago, when Dongxue and I visited the military base and spent time with her, we didn’t notice anything wrong.

She was like nothing had happened, talking and laughing with us, and she seemed in very high spirits. Who could’ve expected..."