There are many unpredictable, unpredictable happiness, unpredictable sadness, and unpredictable emergencies in this world.

Snuggling up with the loved one in the early morning and doing the best things, waking up to scrape off the bulging stubble for him, and drinking the nutritious porridge he made for breakfast......

Maybe the beauty of these few hours was to bring Fang Miao to this moment, and when she saw the unread messages on her phone, a long-lost sense of uneasiness hit her heart.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that her face was wrong, Yan Zheng asked.

Fang Miao turned his head to look at him: "I may need to go to the law firm." ”

She was obviously in a low mood, Yan Zheng didn't want to ask much, and finally just said, "I'll send you there." ”

Ten minutes later, Fang Miao entered her fingerprints and entered the firm, where there were several lawyers who had to work overtime, and there was worry in her eyes.

Fang Miao pushed open the office door and saw two men in suits standing inside.

"You're Fang Miao, Lawyer Fang, right?" one of them asked definitively.

Fang Miao closed the door and nodded.

I saw another man take out a few photos from his briefcase and hand them to her: "Is this the person on this who is you?"

There are some in the photos that Song Siming showed her before, and some of them were taken when Yin Lai was racing with others.

After Fang Miao read them one by one, he answered truthfully.

"That's the case, some people anonymously reported that you used the pseudonym 'Yin Lai' to go in and out of entertainment venues, hide your real identity and deceive others of money, and some people provided video proof, saying that you suffer from mental illness, to be precise, split personality, have a tendency to hurt and kill people, and have been in the stage of seeking medical treatment, are these true?"

When this question fell, Fang Miao's body was already stiff, and the heart that was hanging again and again when he came was sinking at this time, full of surging emotions were intense and complicated, scared, but calm, apprehensive, but calm.

Her eyebrows furrowed deeply, and it took a long time to feel relieved, and she said, "Yes, I have a split personality." ”

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When he walked out of the business building, his mood was not as heavy as he imagined, especially when he saw the man on the side of the road opposite opening his arms to him, Fang Miao ran towards him with a smile, faster and faster, until he fell into his arms.

"Can you go home?" he asked, stroking her smooth hair.

She nodded, afraid he wouldn't see it, and then said "um".

In the afternoon, it has become a topic on the Internet, even if you don't bring your name, you can look at the entire hot search page, and it is full of words like "lawyer" and "split personality".

How did it spread, Fang Miao didn't want to think about it, after eating, she hid in Yan Zheng's study, originally looking for a psychology book to pass the time, but she was absent-minded.

It didn't take long for Yan Zheng to walk in and stand behind her, bending down slightly to look at the book that was still on the table of contents: "What do you think? ”

His voice suddenly came out from behind his ears, Fang Miao's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at it in hindsight, who expected him to be so close, just by turning an angle, his lips brushed his face.

Fang Miao's face was hot, and he subconsciously asked, "Are you taking a bath?"

She smelled the scent of shower gel on his body, and obviously she used the same one, but when she smelled it from him at this moment, she felt flustered and short of breath.

"Well, I'm going out later. ”

As he spoke, Yan Zheng scooped the person up from the chair, skillfully put his arms on her waist, and with a slight force of his hand, the two bodies were seamlessly attached together, leaving only a thin layer of clothing in between.

He exerted his strength, Fang Miao could only raise his eyes, the faces of the two were only a stone's throw apart, but he was still approaching intentionally or unintentionally, she could feel his hot breath spraying on the bridge of her nose and lips.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the speed is so slow that my heart trembles, it can't be kissed, right? Fang Miao was stunned in his heart, and closed his eyes suddenly.

Seeing this, Yan Zheng smiled lightly, and finally just put his forehead on her forehead.

Even if it wasn't a kiss, this sudden intimacy still made Fang Miao stunned, she opened her eyes, her eyes were scattered, and she was embarrassed for a few seconds before she hurriedly looked for a topic: "You said you were going out, did you go to the clinic?"

He replied in a deep voice and stood up straight to look at her: "A lot should happen in the past few days. ”

"A lot?" Fang Miao was puzzled.

"Yes, but it's all over quickly. ”

Yan Zheng held Fang Miao's hanging side with one free hand, and gently rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand, signaling her to feel at ease from his movements to his eyes.

After he left, Fang Miao still couldn't quite understand what he meant by "a lot" until the evening, when a new wave of more exciting news exploded.

The "Li Xiao" incident, which had calmed down a few days ago, made a comeback, and the reporter determined that the lawyer who was diagnosed with split personality in the news was the female lawyer who defended Yan Zheng in front of everyone at that time.

For a time, the news that the psychiatrist had bad intentions and deceived the feelings of female patients in the name of treatment, that a well-known lawyer suffered from mental illness, that the treatment was improper, and that he had tried to kill people several times swept the major news media.

At the same time, Lian Huihe and Heal were pushed to the forefront together, and criticism poured in.

Inside the Heal Psychology Clinic.

Yan Zheng finished packing up a few things to bring in the office and dialed another number.

"Have you watched the news?" After connecting, Yan Zheng was the first to speak.

"Look, I'm rushing back, you first..."

"I'm going to leave Heal. Yan Zheng interrupted him, and the whole person was unprecedentedly calm.

"You're the person in charge of Heal in City A, something can be solved, there's no need for this, right?"

"I've been thinking about this for a long time, and now it's the right time. ”

There was silence on the other end, as if with a long sigh, "Okay, I'll find someone to take over your job, and besides, do you need to make a personal statement? Or hold a press conference in the name of the clinic?"

If you leave quietly and without any explanation, it will be very difficult to engage in any profession in the future.

"......" Yan Zheng pinched his eyebrows, fell into deep thought, and inadvertently when the corner of his eye swept over the photo on the table, he bent his eyes, and then said, "No need, I want to deal with this matter myself." ”

There was a family photo of Yan Zheng's family on the table, and he packed it up and took it away.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Zheng hadn't returned home, Fang Miao fell asleep while waiting in the bedroom.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, far and near, which disappeared as it approached the door, and after a few moments the door was pushed open, and the man took a light step until he reached the bed, where he took off his shoes and went to bed.

Fang Miao vaguely felt that the mattress was concave and the corners were lifted, and soon, he wrapped around her from behind.

Fang Miao woke up from his light sleep, and after his body stiffened, he turned around in his arms and buried his head in his chest.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"I left my job and invited my colleagues to a casual meal. ”

Hearing this, Fang Miao was about to raise his head and ask the reason, but as soon as he moved, he pressed him back into his arms, "I just want to do other work." ”

“……”

She stopped talking, and she didn't know that the reason behind this was inextricably linked to her, and the outside world spread the relationship between the two of them to the ear, so he used this way to protect her and protect the relationship between them.

Fang Miao closed her eyes but almost stayed awake all night, and in the second half of the night, her thoughts were still wandering around, and suddenly her body felt that someone was pressing, she opened her eyes, and the two looked at each other in the dim light, and each other's eyes were scattered with an unusually bright broken light.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... He maintained the action of bullying himself and had no follow-up, Fang Miao tentatively called him: "Yan Zheng?"

However, his eyes just became more and more forbearant and restrained, Fang Miao couldn't help but push his chest through his shirt, "I'm sleepy, hurry up and sleep...... Hmmm......"

She was talking with her mouth half-open, and who expected that in the next moment, her chin was lifted, and then there was a soft touch on her lips.

The hand that grabbed his shirt didn't let go, but it clutched tighter in the dark.

She could feel his tossing and turning, gentle and domineering, and such an offensive was enough for her to forget all her worries at this moment.

The next day, Yan Zheng got up early, made breakfast and returned to the bedroom, Fang Miao still fell asleep with her eyes closed.

When he came to the bed, he reached out and touched the tip of her nose lightly, and his fingertips went down to her red lips, rubbing them back and forth a few times as if teasingly, the slightest itchy feeling made Fang Miao's eyebrows furrow, and there were signs of waking up.

Yan Zheng hooked his lips and smiled, and withdrew his hand with satisfaction: "I'm going to Heal to finish the rest of the work, the nutritious porridge is still kept warm in the pot, you remember to drink it when you get up." ”

Someone didn't respond.

Yan Zheng's smile deepened, and when he got up, his heart moved, and he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips: "I'll go first, don't sleep too long." ”

As soon as he went out, Fang Miao pulled up the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes that kept blinking, and as her face burned quickly, she rolled herself into the quilt again, buzzing twice.

After a few minutes, she sat up with the quilt in her arms and got out of bed to wash her face.

Fang Miao didn't sit at home, she drove to the Chinese medicine clinic in the middle of the morning, she was looking for Jiang Xingzhou, who prescribed medicine for her that time, only to learn that he was "assigned" to the big pharmacy next to her.

As soon as she walked to the bottom of the steps in front of the big pharmacy, the smell of medicine coming out of it came to her nose, Fang Miao was used to this smell, she walked around the door and saw no one, and then looked at the second circle to find a white coat doctor in the corner who was hunched over, holding a medicine list and a small name in the middle of the row of small grids.

"May I ask if it's Jiang Xingzhou, Doctor Jiang?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xingzhou turned his head, and when he saw Fang Miao, a look of surprise obviously flashed on his face.

——

Yan Zheng finished handling the rest of the work, stood at the window and looked down, surrounded by a group of reporters, the familiar scene seemed to happen yesterday, and it was staged again at this moment, more violently than the other, this time it was menacing, with the fermentation of the news, those speculations about his medical ethics rose to another level.

With a hand on his shoulder, it was Yan Rong.

"Can you really handle it alone?"

Yan Zheng turned around and pulled out a smile: "Don't worry, I know what to do." ”

"Sister is worried, if they ask about it, you must answer sensibly. Yan Rong was not appeased by his indifference, and her eyes were still full of worry.

On the other hand, Yan Zheng has always been indifferent, which makes people unable to distinguish their true emotions.

He pushed the door and walked out, with the help of the security guards, all the way to the door of the clinic, countless flashing lights flashing on him, and he was tall, and he did not shy away from the chaotic questioning.

——

There were not many people who came to grab medicine at this time, and after a simple familiarization, the two sat in the big pharmacy and chatted.

"Are you serious? Yan Zheng really doesn't want to be a psychiatrist anymore?" Jiang Xingzhou raised his decibels excitedly, his eyes obviously excited.

Fang Miao didn't know how to respond to his attitude, so he had to nod, and saw that Jiang Xingzhou's whole person was almost in a state of excitement.

After thinking about it, she asked tentatively: "Is there any benefit to Yan Zheng not being a psychiatrist?"

"There is no benefit, but he can do something else. ”

"Something else?"

Seeing her puzzled appearance, Jiang Xingzhou's expression froze: "Didn't Yan Zheng tell you?"

"What do you say?" As soon as he went back and forth, Fang Miao became even more confused.

Seeing that she really didn't know, Jiang Xingzhou said with a straight face: "Before becoming a psychiatrist, Yan Zheng was a surgeon with nearly five years of work experience, and then a series of things happened, and he changed careers. ”

Speaking of which, his family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he can count from his ancestors to his grandfather's generation, so Yan Zheng is better than others even if he has a foundation in traditional Chinese medicine. ”

Hearing Jiang Xingzhou say this, he suddenly pulled out a lot of memories and rushed to his brain, such as surgical emergency books, surgical intern notes, encyclopedias of Chinese medicine, including his interests, and his clean and slender hands.

Fang Miao withdrew from her memories and asked, "Then what happened?"

Jiang Xingzhou sighed, his mood was much duller than just now, and he replied after a long time:

"In the operation that Yan Zheng operated, the patient died on the operating table. ”