A new day is coming, and everyone will continue the previous day's work and start today's busy life.

Meng Chaoge's work efficiency is very high, and all the things arranged yesterday afternoon were completed in the morning.

In the office, the atmosphere is close to zero.

Fang Miao took the document and was mentally prepared before daring to open it.

On the other side, Meng Chaoge brushed the hair of his sideburns, stood uncomfortably, and said: "This matter actually starts with Sun Wei, five years ago he and one of his accomplices committed a robbery, which led to a car accident, and the driver Zhou Yu became a vegetative person, in terms of sentencing, it is said that Sun Wei was an accomplice at that time, so he was only sentenced to five years." ”

It sounds like something unrelated, but there is a big connection behind it.

Meng Chaoge stopped to peek at Fang Miao's face, it was very heavy, she paused, and said in one breath: "The driver Zhou Yu is an orphan, in the past five years, the Su family has been taking good care of him regardless of the high medical expenses, I checked it, they are not related, they can be said to be strangers, but it is certain that the reason why Suning killed people is this." ”

The wind blew in from the window wantonly, the information in her hand trembled, Fang Miao was wrapped in a sense of powerlessness, such a motive for killing was not what she expected at all, and she didn't know how to choose!

Meng Chaoge withdrew in a soft voice, and the moment the door panel closed, there was a subtle sound, but it was only excluded from someone's world.

As the breath pressed in his throat exhaled, Fang Miao seemed to be drained of his full strength, and he slumped back in his chair, his eyes empty.

There may be many reasons behind a person's crime, she can be cold-blooded and indifferent to life, she can be driven by hatred to avenge herself, only Suning's approach cannot be forgiven, but it is worthy of forgiveness!

"How the hell is this case going to be fought?" she touched her eyebrows, her empty eyes falling directly on the pitiful pages of thin information.

In this case, it is easy to stand up for justice, but she wants to fight for more for Suning, and in fact, this expectation is almost impossible to achieve.

——

That afternoon, an unusual patient came to Heal's heart clinic.

Yan Zheng got the case information transferred from another mental clinic in the morning, this lady named Li Xiao, who suffers from moderate paranoia and has a personal listed company, because of this, she has always felt that the people close to her have different intentions.

Personal information shows that half a month ago, Li Xiao divorced her husband who had been married for less than a year, well...... It should be said that the man took the initiative to ask for a divorce from him, on the grounds that she was suspicious of herself, thinking that he was trapping her in vain and trying to profit from it, and on the other hand, he was getting a new love outside, not only that, but also sent a private detective to follow him, which is a normal person who can't stand it.

When the divorce was made, Li Xiao was also very happy and signed an agreement, the only condition was that the other party was to leave the house.

For patients with paranoia, five out of ten patients treated by Yan Zheng are just this one who was transferred from other authorities, which shows that the situation is tricky.

The appointed time was 3 p.m., and Li Xiao was half an hour late.

There is a special treatment room in the consultation center, and after the patient arrives, Yan Zheng walks through the office, and when he pushes the door open, he sees Li Xiao walking around the room to visit.

Hearing the voice, Li Xiao also looked towards the door, and three seconds later, he shook his right hand wearing the watch at him: "Doctor, you are late." ”

"The time is set by Miss Li, if you want to say that you are late, ......" Yan Zheng unbuttoned a button on his cuffs, clicked it, and walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

Li Xiao was dissatisfied, folded her shoulders uncomfortably, and sat down with her skirt when she sat down.

"You don't have to be nervous about the next conversation, you can think of it as a simple chat between friends. Yan Zheng smiled formulaically.

Although she is a divorced Li Xiao, such a handsome guy sitting in front of her will touch her heartstrings to some extent.

She was stunned, and soon sneered at each other: "Then your chat fee is too expensive, I'll just say, who is willing to contact me, who doesn't come for my money." "This tone is like that of a wealthy lady.

Yan Zheng remained silent, lowered his head and wrote down the "money factor" in the notebook and focused on drawing circles.

"So to make your money worthwhile, can you tell me why you're here?" he said, leading the conversation.

"They said I was too stressed at work and came here to relieve myself. Li Xiao's expression was lazy, and she kept fiddling with her skirt.

"What about you, do you feel stressed?"

Li Xiao raised her head and glanced at Yan Zheng nonchalantly, "Of course not, only when I keep working, I feel that the money will be firmly held in my hands and will not be snatched away by others, can you understand?" She was suddenly very excited, and her eyes were astigmatizing.

Yan Zheng nodded and understood, and under the smiling expression, there was another attitude hidden.

Paranoid patients are sensitive and suspicious, and on the other hand, they expect to be recognized by others, and Yan Zheng's demeanor just meets Li Xiao's needs.

Then she said a lot, mostly about these years of struggle, and talked about success the most.

From this conversation, Yan Zheng can understand that Li Xiao is a pretentious kind of person, and his self-evaluation is also very high, and these personality defects, when encountering some psychosocial factors or internal conflicts, he will not deal with them properly, and distorting the facts or lingering on them for a long time may gradually form paranoid ideas and cause paranoia.

After deducing the cause of the disease, Yan Zheng also had a clue about the treatment method, and the first nominal treatment was often a process of understanding and contact between doctors and patients.

Two hours later, Li Xiao finally said that he was satisfied, and there was no resistance when he first entered the door.

"Can I leave a phone number?" she added before leaving the room, "personal contact information." ”

Yan Zheng bent the corner of his lower lip, giving people an illusion, and replied: "Psychiatrists should maintain a reasonable personal distance from patients, so I can't give you this number." "He's always smiling, and it's annoying.

The rejected Li Xiao was no exception, she just took a deep look at the handsome doctor, left an ambiguous look and left.

There was an assistant to see him off, Yan Zheng stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, and after a while, he lowered his head, squinted his eyes and smiled helplessly.

The so-called keeping a distance is just looking at people.

Li Xiao was the last patient on today's appointment list, and after sorting out the medical record book, he left work on time.

On the way to the parking lot to pick up the car, he suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and turned off the silent mode set before entering the consultation room.

He habitually scrolled through new messages, his fingertips slithering abruptly as he slid onto a missed call in the notification bar.

The caller, Fang Miao.

Yan Zheng immediately dialed back, and what responded to him was the sound of mechanical service that no one answered.

The screen of his phone went dark, and he didn't choose to hold on any longer, because it would just be useless.

——

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

In the taekwondo gym, the sound of practice reverberates along the four walls, and male and female students practice against each other, falling over-the-shoulder and kicking in the round...... are the most commonly used moves, and many people are beaten to their stomachs, and then get up and continue to attack.

In the rest area of the field, hot sweat slid down her face to her chin, and landed quietly, she didn't wipe it, she just sat dry, staring at the students who were playing hotly under the field, seemingly watching the battle, but in fact thinking about other things.

A girl in her sight was thrown on the mat, Fang Miao closed her eyes, turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, the edge of her vision was a quiet blooming green tree, but her heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.

What is wrong and what is right? Everyone in the world says that the dead are the greatest, but in this case, Fang Miao felt that Sun Wei deserved it, and the law would punish criminals with justice, but in the face of life and death, the hearts of those who were born unbalanced will never be able to truly forgive, just like Suning.

The chaotic thoughts were scattered in the depths of his mind like a kite with a broken string, Fang Miao pressed his temples with both hands, his hair fell wantonly, and big drops of sweat fell down the trend, and his hair blocked the external light, as if he was unbearable at the moment, wanting to give everything to achieve his goal, but he couldn't do anything.

All she can do for Suning is sentencing, not acquittal!

——

It was already past 9 o'clock when she got home at night, and Fang Miao stood in the bathroom, checking the back injury in the mirror.

A bruise was added to the white back, and the gown rubbed against the skin causing several abrasions, and there were many broken skins.

She wanted to cry in pain, but she was laughing on the surface: the male student who trained with her today was really heavy.

She looked at herself in the glasses again, and then she noticed that the braid that had tied her hair had long since been lost, and her hair was disheveled, and her face was pale, like a female ghost.

The warm water flowed from the top of his head, and Fang Miao stood under the spray, closing his eyes somewhat comfortably.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the sweaty feeling was finally washed away, and she changed into clean home clothes and walked out of the bedroom door.

As soon as she went out, she stayed where she was.

Yan Zheng leaned against the wall of the corridor, heard the sound of the door opening, and raised his head.

The downstairs living room was pitch black, only the overhead lights were all on, and a row of warm lights converged on the two of them.

In such a fleeting moment, there was a light in his fading gentle eyes, full of aggression, but when he spoke, it made people feel that it was an illusion: "Have you eaten when you came back so late?"

Fang Miao pursed her lips, her left hand was still on the door panel, her fingertips grinded over the edges and corners, and she said truthfully: "I have eaten." ”

He looked at her calmly, his eyes swept over the neckline without a trace, and returned to the pale face: "There's a medicine box in the room, right?"

"Huh?" The topic changed too quickly, Fang Miao reacted slowly, and then understood again, and nodded.

"Go in, I'll give you the medicine. After the words fell, his back left the wall, and his long arm touched the door panel as soon as he stretched out, and when Fang Miao was stunned, his left hand side was empty, and the door was already open.

Don't wonder how he knew she was injured, the key is that she came back in a completely absent-minded state, so he didn't find the person sitting on the sofa, but the other party took her back upstairs in his eyes.

Yan Zheng found the medicine box in the storage cabinet, came to the bedside, and ordered in a doctor's tone: "Untie your clothes a little and lie on the bed." ”

Uh-huh, why does that sound a little ...... at first glance? A little ambiguous, huh?

Fang Miao snorted twice, "Actually, it doesn't hurt......"

Can she not be reckless? Yan Zheng resisted the urge to knock people unconscious and take medicine, half-knelt beside the bed, and patiently explained: "I am a doctor now. ”

yes...... There is no distinction between men and women in the doctor's eyes, so what is she still coquettish about! Fang Miao's heart was crossed, and her old face simply turned red to the end, turning her back away, revealing her injured back.

Yan Zheng suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and tried his best to solve it quickly, but when he saw the wound that was already red and swollen, he had obviously picked up the cotton swab, but it was difficult to start.

Fang Miao's chin was against the pillow, her heart was flustered, her whole body was hot, especially her back, as if she was constantly being scanned by something hot, she hesitated to look back, she didn't have the courage for a long time.

Even the air is hot on a summer day, and it is even heating up all the time, and the wind blowing in from the window is also mixed with a sense of dryness, making people almost breathless.

After a few minutes, I finally heard his deep magnetic voice: "It will hurt a little, bear with it." ”

Fang Miao only knew how to nod.

The wound suddenly cooled, followed by the pain that went straight to her temple, she leaned her head on the pillow and gritted her teeth and couldn't make a sound, her nails almost digging into the tender flesh of her palm.

Even so, there was still a warmth in her heart, because he wiped it very lightly, and after each blow, he would bow down and help her blow gently to relieve the pain.

For a few minutes, she thought that she must have done a great good thing in her previous life, so that she could meet such a good person in this life, like a beam of light, shining into her almost fragmented world.