Su Yu: "Jian Ning, I need to consult with you." Jian Ning: "Doctor Su, you can't solve the problem, and I can't do anything about it. Don't you have medicine?" Su Yu: "I'm terminally ill and there is no cure. I think I've fallen in love with you!" Jian Ning sat up in a hurry. Look, I'm going to say this and you have to say it first. How about having medicine? How about prescribing medicine? It's not that I can't escape my Wuzhishan... In Jian Ning's opinion, she had messed up her life because she painted the wrong numbers on her college entrance examination application. When she saw Freud's photo, Jian Ning was confused. What a serious person he must be? When she met her master, Jian Ning was like a bright light; when she met Su Yu, Jian Ning secretly made up her mind, do you have a strange medicine? Sooner or later, I will make you prostrate yourself under my suspender skirt...