Crazy Psychologist

The old lady held the phone with both hands, knowing that it was out of power, she didn't rush to find a place to charge it, as if she was still hesitating whether to turn the phone back on.

"I received a call at about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night last night. The man who called me had a gentle voice, as if he was talking about nothing terrible."

The old lady paused for a moment, then turned her phone to the back. There was a photo of a young girl printed on it, black and white. The girl was wearing a peaked cap, smiling brightly, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand. She tilted her head and rushed Looking at the camera and smiling, surrounded by flowers, it is a pity that there are only different shades of black, white and gray on the black and white printed phone case.

Mu Chun called Hao Xiao's family last night. The police provided the phone number. Mu Chun briefly explained Hao Xiao's situation, only saying that he fell from a high place and is currently undergoing treatment.

So the voice on the phone that the old lady said was him, and the old lady sitting beside her was also Hao Xiao's mother.

"She has thought a lot since she was a child. She is a very smart child. You know, she was beautiful when she was young, and of course she is also beautiful when she grows up. She is much more beautiful than when I was young..."

The lights in the corridor became brighter. The nurse hurriedly came to remove the things on the chair, and then left in a hurry. The old lady raised her head and raised her hand to ask something. Watching the nurse walk away, the raised shoulders slowly sank. The relieved ball slumped on the chair.

She should be in a hurry, she should find someone to ask, about her daughter, where she can charge her battery, and where she can find someone who can explain everything to her.

Mu Chun learned from the old lady that Hao Xiao learned dance since he was a child. Every summer vacation, he traveled with his mother to and from the small town in Jiangsu and around the sea. Academy, and she's never wanted to dance since.

Later, she studied nursing and left the small town to come to Raohai. When she came out, she said that she never wanted to go back to her hometown. The old lady said that her daughter was afraid that her old family would look down on her because she couldn't go to Raohai to continue dancing.

"Actually, she was delayed by the dance. If she hadn't worked so hard, she wouldn't have made the relationship between our mother and daughter so awkward. I don't know how she is now?"

The old lady lowered her head, and there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor. Mu Chun turned his face and saw Dean Jia. The gloomy air outside the window.

Dean Jia looked around, as if he was looking for something in a transparent box, but he couldn't find it, but he didn't dare to stop. He kept looking around, and after a while, he found that Mu Chun was sitting in front of him, and was about to stand up and talk to him. He greets.

"Dean Jia."

"Ah, you." Dean Jia was about to take a step forward and stopped, hesitated before speaking, "Mu Chun, you, come here."

After another round of looking around, Mu Chun followed Dean Jia's line of sight a few times like a thief, but he really didn't find anything unusual.

"Come here, come with me."

The vice-principal called Mu Chun aside, far away from the old lady, by the wall where no one passed by, his face was full of melancholy and he pretended to be calm, "Mu Chun, is that... the nurse already?"

"Did you say Hao Xiao? Yes, it was gone in the early morning. He lost too much blood."

The deputy dean was a little unsteady and swayed from side to side. Soon he crossed his hands, pinched the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, and supported his left hand with his right hand, locking his whole body in place, "Oh, okay, I know, I know."

"The person is downstairs, and the family members will not be picked up until they say goodbye."

"Is the family still here?"

"No, here we come." Mu Chun looked towards the corridor, the old lady still maintained the same sitting posture as before, with her head leaning back against the wall, quietly like an old man basking in the sun in the park.

"Then remember to comfort the old man, the director of the psychiatric department is best at this, right?"

"I?"

"Ah, I have to go to the dean's office to have a meeting here, so let's go first."

"Oh no, Dean Jia, Dean Jia."

The elevator door opened, and Dean Jia walked in, still locking himself with both hands.

When the elevator went down, Mu Chun shook his head and walked back to the old lady.

"I'm the doctor who called you."

Always speak what needs to be said.

"You, you say you are?"

"I'm the doctor who called you last night. My name is Mu Chun. Hao Xiao passed away at four o'clock in the morning. I'm sorry that I couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening."

The old lady was very quiet, "Many years ago, it was the same morning. I took the train for a long, long time. I went to see Hao Xiao's father. He had an accident while repairing the circuit. When I arrived, everything was gone. It's over, and it's the same morning, it rained a lot, the weather was obviously good the other day..."

The old lady was right. It was indeed raining outside. Mu Chun accompanied the old lady to see Hao Xiao. Many wounds were left, only that face, the closed eyes and the worry emerging between the brows, the worry that has never aged but cast a layer of haze, even after the breath disappeared, there is still a part of the face that remains a dark cloud.

Two days later, Hao Xiao completed his last journey around the sea. The old lady said that there were no relatives to be notified, and everything was kept simple. It would be nice to keep her pretty, preferably with some perfume.

Her request seemed trivial, but the core was always to be more beautiful.

Shen Zifeng returned to work in the hospital two weeks later, and said that he would treat Fang Ming and Mu Chun to dinner. The three of them made an appointment at noon to order some small dishes at a local restaurant near the hospital. Fang Ming asked Mu Chun when he knew about Shen Zifeng. Have a bad stomach? Mu Chun said it was just a guess, and Fang Ming criticized Shen Zifeng again. As a doctor, he didn't know anything about his health status. If he didn't find out by chance this time, it would not be a good thing for the disease to prolong.

Shen Zifeng was wronged, he was the one who was beaten, but the one who beat someone was still justified.

"Why on earth did you go to Hao Xiao's place? You have a good relationship with her?" Fang Ming still asked these questions~www.wuxiahere.com~ Maybe he had been circling in his mind for a long time.

"I'm afraid she really can't think about it, but she still can't think about it."

"She didn't talk to you? Is that kind of ambiguous?"

"No, of course not." Shen Zifeng looked innocent, "She does always look for me, but every time she goes shopping with her, drinks something, she will talk about the movies she watched recently, the music she likes, and then After that, she seems to be in a bad mood often..."

"She has found many people, and you are the only one who is willing to go." Fang Ming seemed to be scolding his own brother.

"Maybe I'm kind. I'm really worried. I'm worried that she won't think about it."

"Doctor Mu, she also looked for you, right?"

"That's not true, but she does need someone to accompany her all the time... You can find it if you look for it."

(end of this chapter)