The light flashed, and a cat lay in the doorway, its eyes that were exceptionally bright in the darkness, looking at the two men standing side by side.

Fang Miao swallowed her saliva, and slowly looked back at the person behind her.

The night breeze blew, and she looked up slightly to see his face, the bridge of his nose, his chin that was not too pointed, especially those eyes were very bright, looking at him, which could make her heart, which was still beating violently, gradually calm down.

Feeling abrupt, Yan Zheng took a step back and pointed to the door: "I'm sorry, this cat suddenly sneaked out, I've been looking for it, but I didn't expect it to scare you." ”

Fang Miao's face was full of incredulity, and she turned her head to look at the little black cat lying at the door in her original position: "This is you...... Your cat?"

She really didn't have a good impression of this hairy animal, and was more afraid of it......

"This is my sister's, she went on a business trip, and this cat was fostered to me. Yan Zheng explained as he walked to the door and skillfully held the black cat in his arms.

Fang Miao involuntarily clenched her goosebump-filled arm, and in a blink of an eye, she noticed the bag that Yan Zheng was holding in her hand: "What's that?"

Knowing what she was referring to, Yan Zheng shook the bag: "This is traditional Chinese medicine, which can be used to cure toothache." ”

Toothache...... Needless to say, I bought it for her, no, didn't I say it to find a cat? Why do you still carry Chinese medicine with you? Lawyer Fang, who has always claimed to have strong reasoning skills, is a little confused this time.

Fang Miao took the key and opened the door, "Since you're here, let's go in and sit." ”

Yan Zheng looked at the little black cat in his arms, which was not very good, and stepped into the house with natural steps.

"Have you eaten?" Fang Miao put down the key and walked to the kitchen, glanced at the clean stove, and opened the refrigerator to inspect again, and the final result was, of course, that there was no ready-made surplus food.

Unfortunately, Yan Zheng replied: "Not yet." ”

"That...... There is nothing to eat at home, so I order takeout. As she spoke, she found her phone, but before she could unlock the screen, she saw that Yan Zheng had rolled up her cuffs and walked towards the kitchen.

What's even more amazing is that as soon as he opens his mouth, he wants to cook by himself.

The corners of Fang Miao's mouth twitched, "There are really no ingredients at home, so it's better to go out and eat." ”

"Well, that's fine. Yan Zheng hung noodles in one hand and tomatoes in the other, and smiled confidently at her: "I'll call you when the meal is ready." ”

Fang Miao couldn't find an excuse to refuse, and she had also seen that this handsome doctor was not only beautiful and delicious, but also had good cooking skills, so she simply accepted it.

Thinking so, she nodded quickly.

There was nothing to do in the kitchen, she went to the bedroom to change into professional clothes, put on a loose home clothes, and the tiredness was swept away at some point.

At that time, Yan Zheng's hands can be said to be omnipotent, two bowls of ordinary noodles can make tricks, and when Fang Miao yawned and walked into the kitchen, he found those two bowls of tomato and egg noodles with both color and flavor.

She leaned down and sniffed, looking up at the man who was still frying vegetables with bright eyes, and the word "worship" was written on his face.

She looked blatantly, Yan Zheng always felt that her face was hot, and made an excuse to take her away: "I'll be fine for a while, you go and wait outside." ”

Fang Miao obediently sat at the dining table and waited to be fed, as he said, and soon two bowls of hot noodles were served.

Yan Zheng followed and sat opposite her, and as soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she noticed the little black cat that had been lying at the door, and then walked to Yan Zheng's feet and lay down obediently, "meow", and licked her fur lazily.

"Has it been fed?" Fang Miao asked.

Yan Zheng picked the noodles in the bowl and put the heat out: "I sneaked out after feeding." ”

"And what's its name?"

"Da Rongrong. Yan Zheng took a bite of the green vegetables, "My sister's name is Yan Rong." ”

Fang Miao sucked a mouthful of noodles, repeated the name in her heart, and asked again when her mouth was empty: "Is that Da Rongrong a woman?"

After she asked, Yan Zheng stopped what he was doing, looked at her and said seriously, "It's male." ”

"Poof!" Fang Miao put the chopsticks back into the bowl with the noodles pinched, glad she didn't eat it, otherwise she would have to choke at this time.

As if knowing that they were discussing themselves, Da Rongrong meowed, her blue eyes narrowed, as if in protest.

In short, this meal was very interesting, and Fang Miao also accidentally discovered that this handsome doctor, who seemed to have few words, was actually very talkative, and also had a sense of humor that was different from ordinary people's easy expression.

After the meal, Fang Miao took the initiative to ask Ying to wash the dishes, but there was no dish soap at home.

"I haven't cooked for too long, so I didn't buy it when I went to the supermarket. She stood in front of the stove, scratching her head in embarrassment.

Yan Zheng laughed cooperatively, he didn't think about debunking, whether he hadn't cooked for too long, or rarely cooked at all, he could still tell the difference.

"Is your toothache better?" Thinking of dinner, she didn't look very neat at dinner, Yan Zheng asked tentatively.

Fang Miao took out the cleaned bowl and complained a little: "I took Western medicine for a while, and it hurt again after a while." ”

"Then don't drink it. Yan Zheng pointed to the traditional Chinese medicine: "You have a toothache caused by body heat, this is a week's supply, one dose per night, and it is absolutely fine to insist on drinking it." ”

Fang Miao turned off the faucet and looked into his eyes in agreement.

The lighting in the living room is soft and bright, and it has a different warmth from the sun.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, according to Yan Zheng's words, she fried a dose first.

There was a sound of "coo-goo" decoction in the kitchen, and the two sat on the sofa with a cat in between.

Fang Miao's nerves in her whole body were in a state of high tension, and there were always one or two people and cats next to her, and there were always one or two that made her uncomfortable.

"It's not early, I'll leave first, Da Rongrong has a habit of eating supper. Yan Zheng picked up the little black cat, put his slender fingers on the top of its head, and gently rubbed its head.

Da Rongrong probably felt uncomfortable, squinting her eyes with a warning meaning.

"Alright, I'll send you out. Fang Miao laughed dryly, her eyes dodged and tried not to look at Da Rongrong, she still felt that this cat was a little scary.

Yan Zheng walked out of the duplex apartment, his back was covered by the trees that were blooming, and it was not until the door behind him closed softly that he turned around to look, and the cat in his arms meowed long, probably hungry.

He touched Da Rongrong's head and said to himself: "Don't scare her like this in the future, otherwise you will be detained for dried fish." ”

When the words fell, Da Rongrong shook her head left and right dissatisfiedly, obviously you calculated it early in the morning, and now you are pulling me out to talk about things......

After sending Yan Zheng away, she breathed a sigh of relief, stood in front of the stove, looked at the soup rolling in the pot, and her heart fluctuated.

Even though she knew the professional regulations of the psychiatrist, she still couldn't help but get close to him, and no matter what she said before, whether she was slapping herself in the face until now, she felt that such a peaceful relationship was enough to make her satisfied.

——

The next day, Fang Miao temporarily changed her arrangements and drove directly from her home to the hospital.

At the Central Hospital, at 3 a.m. last night, Poplar committed suicide by jumping off a building, leaving only a confession.

For nearly two months, he had at first abandoned himself for becoming crippled, and had struggled to get rid of his crimes, and now he chose to commit suicide, whether it was for him to get rid of the sea of suffering, but he was left with only a painful blow to his relatives.

That heart-wrenching pain almost made a mother who was struggling to support her collapse......

Bai Yang's body was placed in the morgue, according to the hospital nurse, Bai Huiwen has been guarding outside the morgue since last night, she would lie down next to Bai Yang and cry loudly at first, the hospital is a place where noise is forbidden, but no one stepped forward to stop her at that moment.

Fang Miao watched from afar, when every nurse and doctor passed by the mother who had lost her son, she would consciously slow down, trying not to alarm her or stimulate her, after a person experienced a painful blow, when she became depressed and silent, that was the closest time to the limit.

As a lawyer, she has also seen all kinds of deaths, horrific photos of the autopsy scene, extremely terrifying death pictures, those that bring people are only fear, but deaths like Poplar leave relatives with pain, torture, hatred, and unwillingness, and leave Fang Miao with responsibility.

She watched from afar for a moment, then quietly left.

Fang Miao, who put into work on this day, was even crazier than usual, and for the first time in the seven years she had such a strong desire to win in the seven years she had been engaged in this industry.

The blinds were tightly closed, and the inside could not be seen from the outside, and after Meng Chaoge sent the documents out, his face was also a little strange.

"I heard that you went to the hospital in the morning, what's the matter?" Han Junchi came out of the pantry and raised his glass towards Fang Miao's office.

Meng Chaoge shook his head with his face on his shoulder: "Bai Yang suddenly committed suicide, and he also left a confession letter insisting that he was innocent, and I don't know what else is in it." ”

Han Junchi was speechless for a while, and Meng Chaoge sighed and returned to his seat to work.

——

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the crowds at the intersection of the street did not stop, and Fang Miao went to a noodle restaurant on the street of the community to have dinner.

A large bowl of Lanzhou ramen, with plenty of soup and spicy beef cubes, is the most common delicacy.

Fang Miao deliberately let the store put Chaotian peppers in, the ramen noodles that had just come out of the pot were steaming, and the spicy flavor was so strong that she could barely open her eyes.

Fang Miao sniffed, picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into her mouth, it was spicy and hot, but she still didn't dare to stop chewing and continuing to eat for a moment, she was afraid that as soon as she stopped, tears would flow out disobediently.

Obviously eating noodles, but swallowing it in her stomach was like tear gas, and her mind kept replaying the vicissitudes of life in the hospital to see Bai Huiwen's vicissitudes, and in her ears was the scene that the nurse told her.

Death is a terrifying-sounding thing, but it can bring endless negative emotions.

The vision is blurred a little bit, the bowl is still steaming, the picture that can't be seen clearly is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a faint gust of wind blowing from the side, and then a tall and thin figure appears in front of him, he can't see clearly, as if he is sitting opposite her.

Fang Miao only felt very tired, and she couldn't raise any strength in her body.

The man in front of him ordered a bowl of noodles with the boss, and then met her dull eyes and sighed: "Isn't it hot to eat like this?"

The voice was gentle and clear, like a breeze, and it was gentle in the ears.

Fang Miao held his sweaty and feverish face with both hands and looked at him: "It's you, it's just right, I have a disease here and want you to treat it......

Yan Zheng's face was impermanent, and his deep voice was still gentle: "You say I'll listen." ”

The owner of the noodle shop in his ear accosted the guests, teasing and joking, and the heat in front of him added a complex and uncertain atmosphere.

Fang Miao's eyes were red, but there were still not many tears flowing, and he said angrily: "I feel so uncomfortable, but I want to cry but I can't cry, how to treat this disease?"

Hearing this, a trace of strange emotions flashed in Yan Zheng's heart, his eyes passed through the heat, and he forgot to see through her blurred eyes.

She couldn't wait for his answer, and laughed.

"Look, there are problems that you can't solve. ”

"My advice is—" his voice was extremely soft, wisps, and even his tone was just right, "you may need a shoulder." ”