Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities Chapter 1147: You Will Treat Me, Right?

Chapter 1147: You Will Treat Me, Right?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Gu Yang’s words were sudden and inexplicable, making Shen Ran stunned.

He reacted and laughed. “Yangyang, what are you talking about? Why would I hurt myself? I’m not crazy. Besides, even if I’m sick, I still have you, right?”

Gu Yang looked at the optimistic and cheerful Shen Ran in front of him. Indeed, she did not see any suicidal tendencies. After hearing his words, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Indeed, she was still around.

As a top psychologist, how could she allow someone to suffer from depression under her nose?

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“Yangyang, you are so powerful. If I’m really crazy, you’ll treat me, right?” Shen Ran joked with a smile.

Gu Yang was serious. “If you’re sick in the head, you have to look for your sister. If you’re mentally ill, you can look for me.”

Jin City Psychiatric Hospital.

Gu Yang relaxed her mind and cooperated with Ji Minghui to plete today’s treatment.

Aside from treatment, Ji Minghui often engaged Gu Yang in discussions about academic topics. He quickly realized that this young lady was exceptionally knowledgeable.

Gu Yang’s understanding of mental illness and psychology even surpassed Ji Minghui’s, though she respected him as a senior. Their discussions became a mutual exchange of insights.

Initially, Ji Minghui had considered taking Gu Yang as his goddaughter, but upon recognizing her superior knowledge, he dismissed the idea. He didn’t want to take advantage of her.

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“It seems like you’ve made significant progress,” Ji Minghui remarked. “I’m curious when you’ll remember that person who can pretend to be real with me. If the opportunity arises, I’d like to meet him.”

Gu Yang smiled playfully. “Maybe he’s your long-lost brother?”

Ji Minghui pondered this seriously before responding, “I only have one brother—the current Family Head of the Ji Family. However, we don’t resemble each other much; we take after our father and mother in very different ways.”

Gu Yang was slightly stunned.

Although they were not related by blood, Ji Minghui and his brother looked almost identical. How could such a coincidence exist?

Moreover, Gu Yang felt a deep, instinctive fear and wariness towards that person who resembled Ji Minghui. He likely wasn’t a good person.

It was as if he were staring at himself in a mirror. If the reflection ever stepped out of the glass, would it replace the real person standing outside?

Gu Yang’s heart sank. “If that person does appear, it’s best to be cautious.”

Upon returning to Cloud Rising Orphanage, Gu Yang bought some fruits for the members of Team Blue Whale, who were in training.

With the petition approaching, she worried about them eating poorly and experiencing stomach issues like Shen Ran did last time. So, she selected fruits that were gentle on the stomach, such as apples and bananas.

Cloud Rising Orphanage, eSport Training Room

Gu Jin and the others were focused on their training while Gu Yang peeled an apple nearby.

The apple’s skin curled elegantly as she peeled it, remaining intact despite her efforts.

“Who wants to eat some apples?” Gu Yang asked.

The players paused to look over at her.

“I want it, Sister!” Feng Jue exclaimed, eager.

However, Gu Jin, who was closest, reached out and took the apple from Gu Yang’s hand. “Thank you, Sister.”

Gu Jin and Feng Jue exchanged glances. Feng Jue gritted his teeth in frustration while Gu Jin took a bite of the sweet, crisp apple, a glint of provocation in her eyes.

Feng Jue came over to Gu Yang’s side and sat on a small stool, glancing at her anxiously. “Sister.”

“You can have the next one,” Gu Yang said, enjoying his feigned pitifulness.

Seeing this, the others gathered around her.

Gu Yang began cutting apples for each of them.

As she admired the long peel curling from the apple, she accidentally cut her finger.

Beads of blood seeped from the wound, staining her finger red.

Gu Yang instinctively pressed down on the cut, worried that the bleeding wouldn’t stop.

Stunned, she thought, No… How could she not stop the bleeding?