Chapter 57: Visiting the Hospital 2

Lin Qingya carefully organized her words and explained part of the situation to the doctor:

“I…”

She hesitated slightly, then the doctor ‘lied’:

“Actually, I’m a double. I even once thought I was a man. I…”

“Wait!”

The doctor interrupted, frowning.

“You said you thought you were a man?”

The doctor carefully examined Lin Qingya’s figure, then asked:

“Gynecology report is fine, right?”

“No… no problem.”

Lin Qingya hesitated, recalling, and nodded.

“Then that’s it. This is a psychological problem; you need treatment.”

Hmm…”

The doctor rested their chin on their hand in thought, then explained:

“But more is still psychological counseling, like… like letting go. Even if you’re a man, do you love your… your boyfriend? Didn’t you say you’re a double? Then do you like him?”

“I…”

Lin Qingya struggled and explained:

“I like him, but…”

She hesitated, then continued:

“But I’m afraid if he finds out, he’ll think I’m… think I’m a monster, and then…”

“Oh~ I get it!”

The doctor suddenly understood something and nodded.

“Actually, your problem has precedents.”

“Precedents?!”

Lin Qingya was shocked.

Her kind of transmigrated, secretly loving a girl in another body, actually has precedents?

“Yes!”

The doctor nodded and explained:

“Maybe the pathological formation reasons are different, but the end result is actually the same. By the way, may I ask, do you… do you have a female reproductive system?”

Lin Qingya was slightly stunned and nodded.

“Of course I do~”

“Then that’s right.”

The doctor nodded, then explained:

“Then you’re a pure girl, just afflicted with… with a disease you shouldn’t have caught.”

“What disease?”

Lin Qingya asked.

The doctor explained:

“I forgot the professional academic name. Anyway… it’s transgender group syndrome!”

“Like you, a pure girl who caught this disease, there’s almost none. Or very few. But among those transgender groups, there are many.”

The doctor explained.

This statement stunned Lin Qingya, then she understood.

Right, even though she transformed inexplicably, psychologically, she’s completely the same as other transgender groups.

Like transgender people, if they have a boyfriend, they’d definitely feel the same anxiety, so there should be precedents for treatment methods.

Thinking of this, more hope rose in Lin Qingya’s heart.

She put on a slight smile and asked:

“Doctor, is it curable?”

The doctor nodded, then shook their head.

“There should be a way to treat it. After all, it’s not a terminal illness, just psychological therapy and intervention. Even if there’s no systematic treatment method or process, at least there are others’ experiences to refer to.”

“Right,”

The doctor suddenly looked up, shifting their gaze from the mobile phone, and looked at Lin Qingya.

“Do you read Pineapple Bun novels? Actually, for your kind of problem, you can refer to fantasy series, read more novels, see how others healed, were cured, and let go, and then you can recover too.”

“At least there’s hope for recovery. Here, let me show you this App and recommend a few gender bender novels. You can also ask other readers for recommendations, find out which are good, and borrow some experiences.”

The doctor said.

“Oh~”

Lin Qingya was a bit dazed.

She blinked, leaned her body closer to the table, and looked at the Pineapple Bun App interface on the doctor’s mobile phone.

She asked:

“So reading novels can cure diseases? What a pity…”

“Pity what?”

The doctor slightly looked up, instinctively asking what Lin Qingya felt was a pity.

Lin Qingya shook her head and explained:

“Nothing, just reluctant to spend money on a mobile phone.”

“Mobile phone…”

The doctor thought of Cheng Minghao, then asked:

“You and your boyfriend… do you live together or…”

Lin Qingya blushed.

“Live together.”

“Then that’s fine. When he’s not using the mobile phone, you can read it yourself.”

The doctor said, then continued recommending novels.

“For example, this Mountain Pass Street Tiger, the novels he writes… are dogshit, but barely readable.”

“Damn! He always flops, always cries about poor results, really afraid he’ll just go eunuch one day.”

The doctor complained, then searched for the next book.

Lin Qingya carefully watched, memorizing the book and author names.

But while carefully noting them, she hesitated.

If Cheng Minghao found out she was reading these novels…

If someone deduced and Cheng Minghao guessed or thought of something…

What should she do?

Lin Qingya frowned deeply.

The doctor occasionally looked up, saw her frown, and asked:

“Questions? Or difficulties? I’m your half-psychologist. If you want to talk, you can.”

Lin Qingya hesitated and explained:

“I don’t want him to know or see that I’m reading these novels.”

“Oh~ social death, right? I understand.”

The doctor nodded and smiled.

“People who read gender bender usually do so secretly. If it weren’t for treating you, I wouldn’t recommend these things either.”

“Oh~ sorry for the trouble, doctor.”

Lin Qingya whispered her thanks.

“It’s fine. As for reading secretly…”

The doctor hesitated.

“First, it’s best to have your own mobile phone. Second, it’s better to find a suitable time to talk with your boyfriend and test the waters. People who really transform… Oh, I mean real transgender people in reality, dare to be honest. What are you afraid to face in yourself?”

Lin Qingya frowned.

Though she is a genuine, certified girl in body.

Her heart…

Is not the original, factory-installed girl’s heart.

She could only nod and agree.

“That’s true. But… but even though I’m a genuine girl, I seem to have been traumatized in the past…?”

“So I suddenly felt that I wasn’t a genuine girl’s heart, but a fake…”

Lin Qingya felt guilty and worried, turning her head left.

There was the door to the office’s inner room—Cheng Minghao might be eavesdropping over there.

Even though it was just her imagination, it still made her anxious and uneasy.

Seeing her expression, the doctor also frowned.

“Looks like your problem—your psychological problem is quite serious.”

How about this, I’ll teach you a self-healing method my university psychology teacher taught me.

Here…”

The doctor took out paper and pen, spread them on the table, and explained.

“This isn’t nonsense. It’s a truly effective method.

First, find a static room—the more colorful, the better, as long as it’s your favorite.

Then sit quietly at the desk, sit on the chair, and write or draw your thoughts carefully.

For example, if you’re like this, what would be the result?

If you’re like that, what would be the result?

Use a tree-branch, tree-root structure to break it down layer by layer.

Sort out your real situation.

Because you’re organizing yourself, you don’t need to worry about others seeing or knowing.

You can truly open your heart.

Then… derive all possible outcomes and decide what you really want.

Then decide, even bravely face some things, or completely avoid and hide certain things in your heart.”

“Don’t be stressed,”

The doctor advised.

“Sometimes, a kind lie is a good thing, a kind of love.

So… no matter what choice you make, don’t feel burdened.

All you need is a pen, a piece of paper, and a static room.

Calmly sort out, face confusion, suffering, and then clarify your final choice.”

Listening to the doctor, Lin Qingya pursed her lips, then nodded seriously and hesitated.

“I’ll try.”

“Mm,”

The doctor smiled, spinning the pen.

“Remember to tear up the paper after writing. That way, your secret stays a secret and there’s no risk of exposure. Burning it works too, but be careful.”

“Mm!”

Lin Qingya smiled, then asked the doctor.

“Is there anything else that can help me?”

“There is~ let me think…”

The doctor fell into thought.