Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

Quan Zhisui spoke in one breath, leaving Doctor Zhang speechless.

After a long silence, Doctor Zhang said, "Many children with psychological issues I've encountered are actually the least affected in their families. I understand your situation now."

Quan Zhisui nodded and asked, "Can I continue with my homework now?"

"Of course!" Doctor Zhang stood up with a smile. "You must work hard and get into a good university."

Quan Zhisui saw the doctor out, locked the door, and sat back at her desk, lost in thought.

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As Doctor Zhang left the room, her expression was serious.

The Zuo family's situation was more complicated than any case she had ever diagnosed.

The child wasn’t sick at all—she was bright and clever. It was the family that seemed deeply troubled, deliberately sabotaging her future!

Downstairs, Zuo Zhiyu was waiting eagerly.

When he saw the doctor coming down, he immediately approached and asked, "Well? Is it obvious? Does she have a mental illness? Mania, right? Does she need to be institutionalized and given electroshock therapy? She should be hospitalized! Immediately!"

"Your daughter is not ill," Doctor Zhang interrupted his excitement.

Zuo Zhiyu exclaimed, "What? How is that possible!"

Doctor Zhang continued, "She’s doing her homework. She loves studying and is emotionally stable. She’s a good kid."

Faced with such a bizarre family and still able to calmly recount her experiences while focusing solely on her studies, Quan Zhisui was clearly a rational and emotionally stable person!

Zuo Zhiyu exploded in rage, shouting, "You quack! I paid a fortune for your diagnosis, and this is all you have to say?! I’ll sue you! I’ll report you!"

Suppressing her frustration, Doctor Zhang chose her words carefully. "Mr. Zuo, many families experience conflicts due to complicated relationships. Between father and daughter—"

"Shut up!" Zuo Zhiyu cut her off, grabbing an ashtray and smashing it on the ground, looking as if he was about to attack her.

Doctor Zhang’s expression darkened. "Mr. Zuo, you might need some psychological counseling yourself."

Zuo Zhiyu would never agree to that. He cursed and shoved the doctor out, even threatening to shut down the hospital.

The commotion downstairs was loud. Zuo Zichen had been watching from the staircase, frowning the entire time.

From his perspective, his father truly seemed like the one with a mental disorder.

As for his sister…

Zuo Zichen quickly slipped back upstairs and knocked on Quan Zhisui’s door.

She opened it promptly and let him in.

As soon as he entered, Zuo Zichen blurted out, "Sis! Why did Dad bring a doctor to diagnose you? He almost hit the doctor downstairs just now!"

Quan Zhisui replied, "He thinks I have violent tendencies."

Zuo Zichen hesitated, "Well, that’s true, but I think you’re always calm when you hit someone. You don’t say much, but it’s terrifying for me."

To be honest, Quan Zhisui always held back. With over a decade of martial arts training, she could easily kill someone if she wanted to.

Instead, it was the people she hit who tended to freak out—out of fear.

Zuo Zichen thought about it and couldn’t find any evidence that Quan Zhisui was mentally ill.

She seemed perfectly healthy.

Quan Zhisui paused for a moment and said, "There was one time I wasn’t calm."

That was when she hit Wei Shixu.

Zuo Zichen asked, "What do we do now? Dad seems determined to lock you up in a mental institution."

He was scared. The idea was horrifying.

Quan Zhisui didn’t answer directly. Instead, she suddenly asked, "Where’s your mom?"

Zuo Zichen frowned. "She’s still traveling abroad. I asked her when she’s coming back, and she said soon."

Quan Zhisui nodded. "Hmm."

Zuo Zichen thought for a moment and asked, "Sis, aren’t you scared at all? Dad seems to be targeting you…"

Quan Zhisui looked at him and asked, "If one day, Zuo Zhiyu locks me up in a mental institution and uses his authority as my guardian to persecute me, what would you do?"

Zuo Zichen fell silent, his brow furrowed as he thought for a long time. "I don’t know."

Quan Zhisui pressed further, "Zuo Zichen, when you hired those thugs to attack me and my classmates, did you ever think you’d end up in a police station?"

*Thud!*

Zuo Zichen immediately dropped to his knees, sweating profusely. "No, no, no! Sis, please! I don’t want to go to the police station—it’ll go on my record! I was wrong about that. I didn’t think it would get so serious!"

Quan Zhisui looked down at him. "Good that you realize it."

Zuo Zichen suddenly understood and said earnestly, "I’ll do everything I can to stop Dad! I’ll always stand by your side!"

Quan Zhisui glanced at him and said, "You can leave now. I need to study."

Zuo Zichen slunk out, his respect and fear for Quan Zhisui firmly rooted in his heart.

Quan Zhisui returned to her desk, still playing with the six coins.

*Master, the situation is becoming increasingly dangerous.*

After half a year of torment, Zuo Zhiyu had finally bared his fangs, resorting to every underhanded tactic to target her.

Even using a mental institution as a ploy!

It was time to cast a divination.

This was the first time she had done so since coming to Liangxi Town.

Quan Zhisui took a deep breath, checked the time, and tossed the six coins onto the table.

The coins landed in a specific arrangement.

The divination result was: *Dize Lin!*

Quan Zhisui immediately smiled and picked up her winter break homework to continue.

*There’s a benefactor. No need to worry.*

Not long after she started her homework, her phone lit up with a new message.

[Wei Shixu: I’ve found something, though it’s not about your mother. It’s a lead from ten years ago, overseas, related to Zuo Zhiyu’s illegitimate child. You might be able to use it.]

Quan Zhisui stared at the message for a long time.

*The benefactor? Wei Shixu?!*

She had heard about the illegitimate child from Fang Yue, but she hadn’t expected Wei Shixu to uncover it directly.

A ten-year-old illegitimate child. How could she use that?

What did it mean?

Quan Zhisui initially wanted to meet Wei Shixu to discuss it, but she suddenly sensed movement outside her window.

So she sat back at her desk and sent a text.

[Quan Zhisui: I’m being monitored. Let’s talk at school.]

Zuo Zhiyu had gone all out this time, not only hiring a psychologist but also setting up surveillance and spies outside Quan Zhisui’s window.

There might even be hidden cameras in her room.

Her phone lit up again.

[Wei Shixu: Do you need me to handle it?]

[Quan Zhisui: No, I’ll move into the dorm next semester.]

She was quick-witted and decisive, adapting to the situation as it unfolded.

However, moving into the dorm required a parent’s signature, and that parent couldn’t be Zuo Zhiyu.

Quan Zhisui twirled her pen, deep in thought.

Soon, she picked up her phone again and sent a message to Zuo Zichen.

[Quan Zhisui: Tell your mom to come back soon. If she doesn’t, your dad might divorce her.]

[Zuo Zichen: What?!!]

[Quan Zhisui: Look at your dad’s recent behavior—he’s ignoring you and spoiling his younger son. If your mom doesn’t return, she’ll become his ex-wife.]

[Zuo Zichen: I’ll call her right away!]

Quan Zhisui put her phone down and went back to her homework.