My Little Mom is the Richest

"I've heard before that you twins have something like telepathy, right?" Mu Qiu asked.

When the patient arrived, he answered Mu Qiu disapprovingly: "Many people will say this, but in fact there is no special telepathy."

After the patient finished speaking, he looked at Mu Qiu with a curious look on his face and continued: "If you insist on talking about the so-called telepathy, I can't help it."

"For real twins, there really is nothing strange. Although I don't need any special method to know what he is thinking and doing? Is his body in good health? Is there any emotional problem?"

After the patient said Mu Qiu, he started to say: "Isn't this strange enough? Can't this be called 'telepathy'?"

The patient shook his head and said, "I don't think so anyway. On the contrary, I think it's normal."

"Because we've been together since we were kids, it's not a big deal to know each other and know each other's thoughts and emotions."

After listening to what the patient said, Mu Qiu thought about it: Yes, if someone has been with you for a long time and is so close, it is normal for them to understand each other.

"Maybe it's because you are a twin, so those of us who are not twins find it strange when we see it. After all, there are many differences from us." Mu Qiu said.

The patient also understands that he is very unusual in the eyes of others.

"My sister didn't live a particularly good life, but she was fine in other aspects. At least she was quite optimistic. But last year, as you must have known, she passed away," the patient said.

Mu Qiu knew because Mu Qiu had already checked the patient's general information before she came.

"Uh-huh, um, I want to ask you a question, is that okay?" Mu Qiu asked.

"Just ask! I will tell you everything I know." The patient said.

"What I want to ask you is that day... uh uh uh, the period after your sister died, did you feel anything?" Mu Qiu thought that after all, the two of them were twins, so they might have some feelings for each other. .

"I have probably guessed the question you want to ask. Yes, I did feel it that day, and I dreamed about it." The patient said.

"Did you dream about...??" Mu Qiu asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I dreamed it. When no one noticed, I called the police. But this can't help my sister. The police don't trust me." The patient said helplessly.

When Mu Qiu checked the patient's information, she already knew that the person who called the police was the patient in front of her. Mu Qiu looked at the patient with a little sadness, and she didn't know if it was because of the question she asked.

"I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to hear your confirmation. I didn't mean to offend you." Mu Qiu said awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's okay, this is all over, I should let go." The patient said with a forced smile.

After Mu Qiu looked at the patient and said this, her endurance and restraint were really good. And her expression was very natural and calm, but her eyes were a little red.

Mu Qiu asked tentatively: "You are busy now. Do you want me to pour you some water?"

Or after a while, he slowly calmed down and said: "No, I don't want anything. If you are thirsty, just go and drink! Don't worry about me."

Mu Qiuke was impressed by the cuteness of this patient. This was completely wrong... ,,.