Chapter 5: Androphobia!

  "Grandpa Lin, I think this kind of thing still depends on fate. I feel that... Lin sister is so excellent and beautiful, there must be many men who like her. And she may not necessarily like someone like me either." Qin Luo's face was stiff with a smile, the muscles on his face were almost cramping up.

  The first time giving someone a good person card, this feeling is really unbearable.

  Bang!

  Lin Xie was eating with her head down and didn't expect the war to be brought to herself, slapping the chopsticks in her hand onto the table, saying: "Grandfather, what are you talking about? Who would want to marry him?"

  Her face, as smooth as jade, was flushed with a healthy red glow, and her elegant eyes were filled with anger. The angry princess was even more stunningly beautiful.

  "Hong Xi, you're not young anymore, it's time to consider this matter." Lin Qingyuan advised solemnly.

  "You eat, I'm full." Lin Xuanxi put down her chopsticks and stood up, heading upstairs.

  Watching Lin Xuanxi's back disappear at the staircase entrance, Qin Luo and Lin Qingyuan exchanged a bitter smile.

  "Alas. Qin Luo, I'm not joking. If you're willing, I'll really play matchmaker. But Huanxi...” Lin Qingyuan let out a deep sigh, unsure whether he was worried about his granddaughter's marriage or regretful that she had rejected his good intentions.

  "Grandpa Lin, don't worry either. One's children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Nowadays, it's only men who are anxious to get married, not women!" Qin Luo said with a smile, comforting him.

  “Not worried? Qin Luo, can I not be worried? Huan Xi is already twenty-seven. In three years, she'll be over thirty. What's that popular phrase in the newspapers? Ah yes - leftover women. How many girls her age are still unmarried?”

  "But up to now, she doesn't even have a boyfriend. I introduced her to our hospital's doctors, but she didn't agree. There are also many people pursuing her in school, but she doesn't respond to any of them. The students in the school even gave her an unpleasant nickname, calling her 'Iceberg Teacher'. Isn't this just making things up? Now my only worry is about her marriage."

  Qin Luo smiled wryly. No wonder this old man started selling his granddaughter to him on the first day they met. He was afraid that his granddaughter would become a 'leftover woman'.

  Qin Luo thought for a moment and then said frankly: "Grandfather Lin, I suspect that Sister Lin is ill."

  "Are you ill?" Lin Qingyuan's eyebrows raised slightly.

  "Hmm. Mental illness." Qin Luo sneaked a glance at the staircase, fearing that the ice queen would come back again.

  "Could it be that she... likes women?" Lin Qingyuan asked in a low voice.

  "This... shouldn't be, right? I mean, she has a psychological disorder. This disorder makes patients averse to men. They even don't want to have any contact with men. In medicine, it's called androphobia." Qin Luo explained.

  Qin Luo had already guessed it from Lin Xuan's disgusted gaze when he saw him, his own tender and delicate big radish, even if he didn't swoon or scream with excitement, but still shouldn't be treated with that attitude.

  After hearing Lin Qingyuan's confession, Qin Luo was even more certain of this fact.

  However, Qin Luo and Lin Xuanxi were first-time contacts and did not understand her past. So, whether she had this condition or not, Qin Luo was also not 100% sure.

  Androphobia is an excessive or irrational fear of men.

  Almost every patient has their own experiential background, but generally speaking, they all have something to do with the germination of sexual consciousness in early years, especially during puberty.

  Perhaps it was during adolescence that I saw some disgusting men, or maybe it was from movies that showed the violent and rough side of men. Or perhaps it was after going through a failed marriage and romance.

  It is unclear what specific reason it is necessary to have contact with patients in order to understand clearly.

  "Can you cure Huan Xi of androphobia?" Lin Qingyuan asked anxiously, holding Qin Luo's hand.

  "I'll give it a try," Qin Luo said.

  "Qin Luo, I'm counting on you. Please help Hu Xi." Lin Qingyuan said sincerely.

  After dinner, Qin Luo asked the nanny to cook a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. Then he personally held the bowl of noodles and stood at the door of Lin Xuanxi's room, gently knocking on the door.

  Lin Xunhe opened the door and saw Qin Luo standing at the entrance. He asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

  "I knew you didn't eat anything tonight. I'll bring a bowl of noodles over for you." Qin Luo said with a smile, handing over the steaming hot egg noodles in the bowl.

  "I'm not eating." Lin Xuanxi said, and was about to close the door.

  Bang!

  Qin Luo suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on the door panel, stopping Lin Xuanxi's action of closing the door.

  "To be honest, with the terrible attitude you've had towards me, I'd be delighted if you didn't eat. It would give me a sense of revenge." Qin Luo said coldly.

  "But for Mr. Lin's sake, when you need help, I have to come and help you this time."

  "Help me? What makes you think I need your help? What do I have that needs your assistance?" Lin Xuanxi asked coldly, her hands involuntarily pulling the lapels of her pajamas together.

  She had just taken a bath, her hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders. She wore a purple silk nightgown. Although the dark red floral pattern covered most of her smooth skin like fine snow, her slender swan-like neck, sexy collarbone, and plump breasts still made one's imagination run wild.

  Mr. Qin Luo, with a stern expression, said something to save the lost little lamb, and his eyes couldn't help but sneak a peek, two peeks... several peeks.

  Of course, such a scene fell into Lin Xuanxi's eyes, and he became even more disgusted with Qin Luo.

  Men, none of them are good.

  "You're sick," Qin Luo said.

  "You're the one who's sick."

  "You're really sick."

  "You're really sick. Get out. I'm going to close the door." Lin Xuanxi was furious. Had this man's brain been flooded?

  In the middle of the night, he ran into someone else's room with a bowl of noodles, but told others that he was sick. He was indeed quite ill.

  "What I'm saying is that you have a psychological illness." Qin Luoyu explained gloomily.

  "You're the one who's sick in the head. You're sick all over. Get out. I'm going to close the door." Lin Xuanxi stretched out her hand to push Qin Luo away, but was caught by Qin Luo's grasp on her slender wrist.

  Qin Luo was too lazy to be polite to the woman, so he pulled her arm and entered the room. Then, with a swift kick, he closed the door behind them.

  "What do you want to do?" Lin Xuanxi asked somewhat nervously. This man... seemed to be getting angry.

  Ouch!

  Qin Luo slammed the bowl on Lin Huanxi's dresser and said sternly, "I've come to treat your illness. As a medical teacher, haven't you discovered your own psychological disorder? You're 27 years old and have never been in love, do you think that's normal?"

  "I just haven't found someone I like yet. What's it got to do with you? Do you need to interfere?"

  "You haven't found someone you like, it's that you inherently dislike men. Haven't you realized that yet?"

  "You"

  "Do you still want to deny it? Do you think you're normal now? Don't forget, I'm also a doctor. And just now, I helped Old Man Lin deal with a serious medical accident. My medical skills are even better than some so-called experts." Qin Luo said.

  He did this not to show off in front of beautiful women, but to establish patients' confidence in him.

  If a patient does not have confidence in a doctor, they would rather face the disease alone or let it rot inside than speak out.

  Why should I expose my own ugliness if you can't cure it even after I speak out?

  The Chinese people's thinking is not open enough, and in their view, getting sick is a very shameful thing. Therefore, the number of Chinese people who undergo regular physical examinations ranks last among developed and developing countries.

  Because they fear being found out to be ill. They are afraid of losing face.

  Of course, more people cannot afford the heavy medical expenses.

  Lin Xun Xi stared blankly at Qin Luo, unsure of what to do next.

  She knew her own problems, she knew that there was an indelible mark on her mind. But did she have to expose herself so nakedly in front of this stranger? And be frank with a man who was several years younger than her?

  "As your attending physician, I need to know what exactly happened." Qin Luorou said in a gentle tone. Her attitude was no longer as aggressive as it was earlier.

  Lin Huanxi wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.

  Qin Luo didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He had only managed to break through this woman's defenses with great difficulty and strong measures. When she came back to herself again, wanting her to open up would be even more difficult.

  "Who is he?" Qin Luo asked tentatively.

  This has involved psychological knowledge. Usually, Qin Luo is very interested in this area, and books such as "Falling in Love with Ballroom Dance", "Abnormal Psychology and Psychotherapy", "Neuropsychological Assessment" and so on have been browsed. Now it's being used, and it doesn't feel unfamiliar at all.

  "Guān xì." Unable to control her emotions, Lin Xuanxi fell into the linguistic trap set by Qin Luo.

  "Can you tell me his story?" Qin Luo asked.

  Lin Xunxi suddenly realized that he had already revealed his weakness and vigilantly looked at Qin Luo, asking in a sharp voice: "What do you want to know?"

  "You need a reason. You need to know what the reason is that makes you start hating men. Do you want this to continue? Let your family worry like this? And, these symptoms will get worse and worse. Now you only dislike strange men, but in the future, maybe even your grandfather won't be able to approach you."

  "What would you do at that time? Live alone? Break off all relationships with your own family and friends?" Qin Luo threatened.

  Under Qin Luo's offensive, Lin Huanxi's defenses in her heart finally collapsed, squatting on the ground and hugging her body, crying out loud.

  She has been suppressing it for too long.