Crazy Psychologist

In the busy Raohai City, traffic jams only occur in the middle of the night. It only takes 15 minutes to get from the seaside trail to Bai Lu's house. After Mu Xiao parked the car, she put on a hoodie, got out of the car, and opened the rear door.

"I hope she doesn't vomit today."

After unbuckling his seat belt, Bai Lu fell towards Fang Ming. Mu Xiao grabbed Bai Lu's hand. Mu Chun had already walked to Mu Xiao and asked, "Do you want my help?"

"It's better not to do it. It will be very troublesome if she is photographed by someone with bad intentions. After all, Bai Lu is not an ordinary citizen with no reputation at all. Maybe someone has already seen you seeing her drunk in the bar. It will be used as news hype in the near future."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, she even dragged and hugged Bai Lu out of the car. "Bai Lu, Bai Lu, we're home. Wake up and go back to sleep later."

Muchun talked for a long time, but Bai Lu didn't wake up.

"How much did you drink?" Mu Xiao asked, supporting Bai Lu.

"I'm afraid I don't want to wake up. It would be too troublesome if I don't want to wake up, otherwise"

Before Mu Chun finished speaking, Mu Xiao raised her mouth and smiled, and began to shake Bai Lu. After shaking it for a few times, Bai Lu did open her eyes slightly, "Mu, Doctor Mu, I'm sorry."

Feeling sick for a while, Bai Lu started to vomit again. After vomiting, she finally regained consciousness and helped Mu Xiao back home with great embarrassment.

When Mu Xiao came back from Bai Lu's house, she smelled sour again.

"I'm convinced." Mu Xiao said with a smile, "The psychotherapist is sitting in the outpatient clinic waiting for the patient to come to see the patient and prescribe medicine. Dr. Mu Chun sends the drunk patient home at 12:30 in the middle of the night. Still. two."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, he gestured with the number "2" and walked into the driver's seat.

The next thing is more troublesome than sending Bai Lu home. No one knows where Fang Ming's family lives.

"Otherwise, look at his mobile phone, open JD.com, Amazon, or Taobao, and you can easily find the address."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, Mu Chun shook his head, "It's definitely not possible. This is prying into other people's privacy. Besides, the phone can't be opened. You usually have to set a password."

Mu Xiao shook her head and shook her right hand a few times in front of Mu Chun's eyes, "Maybe it's a fingerprint."

"It could also be facial recognition."

The two of them couldn't help laughing. After leaving the community where Bai Lu lived, Muchun said, "Why don't you go to my house."

"It seems that this is the only way. You can't go to my house."

"Of course not." Muchun objected flatly.

"You and I change clothes." Mu Xiao said, parked the car on the side of the road, and opened the zipper

"I think it smells pretty good." Muchun said suddenly.

"Eh? I can't stand the sour smell. Drunk people really can't spit out anything good."

"No, no, no, I think it smells very good. It reminds me of a patient I met in prison recently. It's very good. We opened the rear window so that the wind in the car will flow and the smell will disappear quickly. Yes, I think you have wiped it clean, right?"

"Well, Director Fang will easily catch a cold if he opens the rear window." Mu Xiao said with concern.

"It's okay. If he can wake up with a little wind, we can send him home directly."

Mu Xiao helplessly smelled the sour smell on her body, turned on the left turn signal, and drove the car back onto the main road, "Are you still living in the same place?"

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little awkward. Muchun nodded vigorously, "Yes, still there."

His eyes turned to the window, the night was clear, but his mood was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what was going on.

This night is so long! Muchun felt it again in his heart.

Mu Chun didn't bother to help Mu Xiao to help Fang Ming upstairs. First of all, she couldn't help much. The corridor was very narrow. It was too difficult for three people to go upstairs at the same time because of the corridor area. , the disadvantage of the old-fashioned elevator room is this. The corridor is extremely narrow, compressing almost all public spaces, just to accommodate one more family on each floor.

Who made the land around the sea famous all over the world?

"This place is not cheap. Now, even an old-fashioned public house like this costs 60,000 to 70,000 to 70,000 per square meter." Mu Xiao said casually from behind.

Fang Ming was slightly heavier than Mu Chun, and his whole body hanging on Mu Chun was a test for Mu Chun's physical strength. Fortunately, he insisted on exercising all year round, so it didn't take much effort to help Fang Ming. Arrived at home.

The moment she opened the door, Mu Xiao stood outside the door and couldn't believe what she saw.

The layout and decoration of the room are exactly the same as before. The color of the curtains and tablecloths are no different from a few years ago.

Everything is clean, the kitchen can be said to be neat and tidy, and the living room has very few things, except for books and notebooks.

Muchun helped Fang Ming to the bedroom and gave her bed to Fang Ming.

After returning to the bathroom and washing his face, Mu Chun walked back to the living room with a towel and saw Mu Xiao looking blankly at his desk. On the desk were the cases and notes that Mu Chun had been sorting recently.

"Xiaoxiao, would you like to clean your clothes?" Muchun said with concern.

"I...okay." After Mu Xiao said that, she lowered her head and walked into the bathroom.

The room has hardly changed, and Mu Chun is almost as gentle and serious as before. Will it continue like this?

Mu Xiao took off her hoodie and cleaned it with water and hand soap, then walked back to the living room with the wet clothes.

"Did Dr. Fang Ming not wake up at all? Did you turn him over on his side, in case he vomited while lying flat and choked?"

"Yes, I used a pillow to cushion him. If he vomits, just vomit on the bed so he won't choke." After speaking, Mu Chun picked up a white sweater and cardigan from the sofa and handed it to Mu Xiao.

Under the orange light, the white sweater was dyed with the color of the sunset, and Mu Xiao's eyes were covered with a layer of sadness at dusk.

"This is."

Putting down her own pink hoodie, she picked up her own white sweater.

"This is my dress, you always."

Mu Xiao choked up and was speechless.

"Xiaoxiao. The air conditioner in the room hasn't heated up yet. You should put on your clothes first so you don't catch a cold."

After speaking, Muchun sat back at his desk and picked up a note, which contained notes on taste disorders and related cases.

She originally wanted to say something, but when she saw that Mu Chun seemed to be having some difficulty holding the notes, Mu Xiao put on her sweater and moved a chair to sit next to Mu Chun.

"Tell me, did you encounter any difficulties? Dr. Muchun encountered difficulties. It must be a very interesting case. I am really looking forward to learning from it."

Mu Xiao smiled slightly at Mu Chun, her crooked eyes filled with the clear moonlight in the breeze.