"Husband"

"Mom"

The two of them were talking almost at the same time, and I was a little embarrassed.

What's even more embarrassing is that Dong Manman forgot what this person's name was.

He Boshen on the other end of the phone had just finished a heart replacement operation, and with a tired face, he still answered his mother's call as soon as possible.

But it wasn't his mother's voice on the other end of the phone, and he heard the crisp voice of her husband very clearly.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked a little displeased, "What's wrong with my mother?"

He Bo's deep and deep voice made Dong Manman a little intoxicated, to be honest, she is a typical voice control, not the voice control of voice control lights, but she likes distinctive voices.

But Dong Manman's bloody and tragic lesson tells you that if you like someone because of your voice, don't imagine that he has a tall, mighty, and handsome appearance.

Because the Creator is fair, he is afraid of you, and he has to make you have shortcomings, which is good for lack of appearance, and most afraid of lack of brains.

"This little brother, do you still know that you have a mother?" Dong Manman's tone was a little rushed, what was the use of a good voice, and if you were not filial, you would still be scolded.

He Boshen was a little blind, to be honest, except for Jiang Duo's occasional foul language, no one around him said such things to himself, especially girls, he hated this kind of frivolous girl, and at first glance, he didn't have any tutors.

But He Boshen didn't have time to deal with so much.

"Tell me, where is my mother now?" asked He Bo patiently.

"A small square in the city center. I'm telling you, you'd better hurry up, or I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life. "This kind of gangster, Dong Manman has seen a lot, he eats his parents and drinks his parents, and his parents hurriedly put it aside as soon as they have a problem, such a person's character is too bad.

Thinking about Dong Manman, he was angry.

He Boshen was not allowed to say more than half a word, and hung up the phone, which scared the old lady.

"Be gentle with your husband, you'll scare him. The old lady said softly.

"Auntie, let's wait here, your son will be here in a moment. ”

"It's your husband, you see you have taken all the money. The old lady pointed to Dong Manman's bulging wallet.

This old lady met Dong Manman today, and if she changes to someone else, the old lady's bag of money is not necessarily gone.

Although he is really short of money, he is a person with a bottom line. Not only will they not take the patient's money, but they will also enthusiastically give psychological counseling to the old lady.

Sometimes Dong Manman feels that he is a mud bodhisattva, he can't protect himself, and he is in the mood to care about others all day long.

But the profession of a psychological counselor is like this, even if your heart is about to collapse and you are about to go crazy, you must pretend to be casual in front of the patient, and in the words of the boss, you must always maintain a kind of aura of God.

Here, He Boshen briefly explained the patient's situation, took off his white coat, and left in a hurry without having time to wash his face.

The woman on the other end of the phone was grumpy and didn't know how her mother was, and He Boshen was a little anxious.

When Nurse Wu delivered the meal she had just made to Dr. He's office, she happened to see him go out in a hurry, looking at his tall and straight back, there was a second of swaying, Dr. He came to the hospital once or twice a month, and he left before he could talk to him, and next time, it was a long wait.

In the underground parking lot of the hospital, a dilapidated Santana was parked at the position where the license plate number was 66889, and He Boshen frowned slightly.