Red Poison, this is a fragrance from the Gaul fashion brand Dior, with the exact na being HYPNOTIC POISON. While a direct translation would be Hypnotic Poison.
Because all fragrances in this Dior series are nad after poisons, and different versions have different colors, there ca to be distinctions like Red Poison and Blue Poison.
As for why Chen Xin knows about these, it’s because back when he traveled to Thailand, he was asked by Mo Qingyan to scour Bangkok’s costic stores to help her find the white version of this series, which is White Poison.
However, at that ti, all the other versions were available except for the white poison.
Especially since there was a trend of making your perfus for a while, Chen Xin also tried making his, so he’s very impressed with this brand’s perfus.
But as for the lady doctor saying her na was related to Red Poison, Chen Xin gave up guessing after thinking for a while.
It’s not that he couldn’t think of the answer, but he had a more straightforward way to get it.
"So your na is Hong Rui, the last na Hong is indeed rare. Here’s a tip: next ti you want soone to guess your na, rember to cover your na tag, or this doesn’t count as a guessing ga." Chen Xin glanced at the na tag on the female doctor’s white coat pocket and accurately called her na.
Hearing Chen Xin utter her na correctly, Hong Rui looked down at the na tag on her chest and laughed openly: "Looks like it was my oversight, but Mr. Writer, you have sharp eyes!"
"Just good at observing, gathering material, that’s all." Not continuing casual talk with Hong Rui, Chen Xin moved on from the topic and asked: "Dr. Hong Rui, how is my ntal state exactly?"
"Overall, there’s not much problem, except for too much stress, ntal tension... and quite a severe stress response, not much else," Hong Rui flipped through the dical records in her hand, reciting a string of terms before seriously saying Chen Xin had no major issues.
But for Hong Rui’s answer, Chen Xin seriously nodded, agreeing that these indeed weren’t problems.
In the end tis, whose nerves wouldn’t be tense, and who wouldn’t live without pressure?
From the scenes Chen Xin witnessed at the city’s refugee shelter, even kids were thoughtfully sharing household duties with their parents; no one could live carefree under such circumstances.
Feeling so ntal stress? That’s entirely normal.
As for anything else, nothing extrely severe, with rest and relaxation, it could be adjusted.
After diagnosing Chen Xin, Hong Rui indicated he could take a good nap there, turning on a sound system to play white noise, adjusting the lights to a relaxing and comfortable level while also lighting a section of incense.
"This incense has a unique sll, is it made by you, Dr. Hong?" The unique scent drew Chen Xin’s attention.
"I made the blend myself with calming effects, but it’s difficult to make now as many materials are unavailable." At this ntion, Hong Rui showed so regret: "I can only grow a little herbal dicine in the office now, which isn’t enough. Alright, let’s not dwell on this, just close your eyes and relax, and rest well."
Hearing Hong Rui say this, Chen Xin nodded and closed his eyes.
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While Chen Xin was receiving psychological consultation, the political commissar, inford of the matter, also rushed to the hospital.
Such things generally wouldn’t require the presence of a SWAT team’s political commissar, but since Chen Xin was involved with the ground source heat pump equipnt installation, and considering he was invited by them, the political commissar still headed to the hospital imdiately upon receiving the news.
After understanding the situation from Qin Lan, the political commissar let out a sigh of relief. Though it shouldn’t be said this way, the fact that three irrelevant thugs were killed was indeed less important than keeping Chen Xin safe.
At this ti, Qin Lan still insisted it was her who killed those three, saying Chen Xin fired but didn’t effectively hit.
And the political commissar clearly accepted this explanation, thinking Chen Xin felt it was him who killed due to the ntal impact of seeing the three thugs have their heads blown apart, even though he had fired shots.
This situation isn’t too hard to handle; proper psychological guidance could essentially prevent any leftover issues.
However, to be cautious, the political commissar still told Qin Lan: "This matter was handled suboptimally, little Qin, although the situation was urgent, I understand you shooting, but letting ordinary people witness such scenes can have negative effects.
I heard your relationship with him is good, so make sure you spend more ti with Comrade Xiao Chen afterward to avoid him bearing any psychological burdens."
"I understand, Commissar, I’ll do a good job comforting A Xin in the follow-up work." Qin Lan nodded seriously. Knowing it was Chen Xin who actually shot and killed the three thugs, she was more worried about Chen Xin being left with psychological shadows than the political commissar.
Just as she was discussing this with the political commissar, Hong Rui, having made Chen Xin lie down, also ca out of the ward.
"Dr. Hong, how is the patient’s condition?" The political commissar was familiar with Hong Rui, given much of the SWAT team’s psychological guidance was done by her before doomsday, so seeing Hong Rui co out, he imdiately approached.
"The patient’s self-regulation ability is decent, with no severe psychological shadow, just temporarily stimulated. Rest and relaxation will sort things out." As a professional psychologist, Hong Rui didn’t delve into professional jargon, simply giving a brief description of Chen Xin’s situation.
Hearing Hong Rui’s words, both the political commissar and Qin Lan felt relieved, though Qin Lan still very concernedly asked Hong Rui: "How is he doing now?"
"Are you his..." Hong Rui asured up Qin Lan, revealing a knowing smile, then answered Qin Lan: "I’ve suggested he relax and rest. Let him sleep here tonight; if you want to accompany him, you can, but try not to wake him. There are extra beds in the ward, and you can rest here too."
Seeing Hong Rui say this, the political commissar smoothly added: "If that’s the case, little Qin, you stay with Comrade Xiao Chen for now, accompany him until he’s alright before returning."
Despite having so minor protests about Qin Lan, a sniper, being unable to carry out tasks for several days because of Chen Xin, the political commissar still graciously allowed Qin Lan to remain temporarily by Chen Xin’s side.
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