The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Ms. Luo... let's start this treatment first."

"Is there anything that can be cured? I think I'm fine now." Luo Liyan smiled sweetly.

His gaze fell down little by little from Teng Zihang's eyes.

I wanted to tease him deliberately to see if he was interested in falling in love.

When his eyes wandered to the hands holding the pen, Luo Liyan paused slightly.

Although you can't ask a psychiatrist's hands to be as beautiful as a shell doctor.

But his slightly wide mouth has obvious calluses.

It is impossible to leave a mark on this position even if you hold Mucang for many years. It is only possible with cold weapons.

But it was very easy to practice shooting with his status, so he decided to do both.

I'm just a psychiatrist. Do I need to learn these things? !

Luo Liyan's suspicion deepened.

"What are Miss Luo looking at?" Teng Zihang glanced at his hands, and then continued to look at Luo Liyan as if nothing was wrong.

"Doctor Teng's hands are a bit ugly." Luo Liyan pursed her crimson lips and did not hide her disgust in her words: "Don't they all say that doctors have the most beautiful hands? Why are Dr. Teng's hands so ugly?"

"So Miss Luo likes men with beautiful hands?" Teng Zihang raised his hand and shook it forward and backward.

Then he chuckled very apologetically: "I was quite naughty when I was young, and I was the kind of wild child who rolled in the mud, so naturally my hands are a bit rough."

Luo Liyan had been irritating him for so long, but she saw that he never looked angry. She knew that her rank was nothing in front of him.

But I should be cowardly and give up, and cooperate with the treatment first.

But she couldn't control the irritability in her heart and wanted to do something to him.

There was no reason, I just thought he was chattering and making a lot of noise.

It made my head hurt.

With her eyelids slightly lowered, Luo Liyan's hand was gently rubbed against the armrest of the wheelchair that she had broken.

The protruding edges caused a faint pain in her fingertips, and she barely suppressed the rising violence in her heart.

Teng Zihang glanced at her actions, and a confused smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Before Luo Liyan had time to react, a gentle and coaxing voice sounded in her ears.

"Now we close our eyes little by little, and push aside the black veil, and a little bit of light comes in. If you take two steps forward, what can you see when you push aside the black veil?"

The distant and long voice made her feel as if she had fallen into soft clouds, and her consciousness was being stripped away bit by bit.

Luo Liyan knew very well that he was hypnotizing herself again.

Although he was still very impetuous just now, because of his actions, he suddenly became calmer.

But Luo Liyan's consciousness was quite clear.

She instinctively resisted falling into sleep.

After all, if she says something that she shouldn't say after being hypnotized, then the mission will definitely fail immediately.

But if I wanted to follow his questions and see what he wanted to do, that was impossible.

He remained silent without knowing what he wanted to see.

After struggling for a moment, Luo Liyan could only continue to activate his poisonous tongue mode.

"Even if it's dark when I close my eyes, I can't see the stars or the moon." She complained with disgust.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at Teng Zihang, who was slightly shocked by him.