"What's there" Sun Xiangyun stepped forward, but still didn't hear what Mu said clearly, so he asked again, "What's outside her husband?"

Mu squinted his eyes and raised his chin.

At this time, Sun Xiangyun shook his head in understanding, and said, "Ah, this kind of thing is more embarrassing for you as a doctor, and it is also a work like cardiology, which often knows a lot of secrets. ”

Mu said, "Yes, but I won't say it, it's very hard to look at that patient, in fact, the problem is that his husband's behavior has led to a complete lack of trust between husband and wife, and as a result, the wife can't sleep well, eats badly, and is depressed, you don't know, the whole person, sometimes just sit on your chair, don't speak, don't look at me, she seems to be listening to what I say, but right, just look at you so stupidly, her eyes seem to pass through my body, and she sees this bookcase behind me, and she doesn't look at me at all."

Do you think I'm worried about whether I can say it? Mu shook his head.

"So, I don't know the best, I'm just very troubled now, the nanny did this thing to Lao Wu looks really scary, right, you also saw the photo, and Doctor Mu, you really don't know, Lao Wu's death is really how miserable it is, the whole quilt is overturned vegetable soup or something, sticky and wrinkled, and then, there are a lot of flavors on his list that are very, very big, really we have an old saying that you don't know how to understand"

After Sun Xiangyun finished speaking, Mu immediately picked it up and said, "I'm going to vomit out the overnight meal, right?"

"Yes, yes, not only overnight dinner, but also the next year's meal." Sun Xiangyun said as he covered his mouth and shook his head.

"You said that the quilt is so dirty, it can't be a day or two, if the nanny doesn't take good care of the old man, the family will always know, who else is taking care of the old Wu?" Mu asked.

"It's his younger brother at night, but he is only responsible for sleeping and accompanying him to the toilet, and he is the nanny named Liu Hua throughout the day, but the quilt is so dirty, his brother and son always know it, doesn't his son go to see Lao Tzu for a week" Speaking of Wu Fang, Sun Xiangyun felt angry.

"I'll make a bold guess," Mu suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously.

"You say, what do you want to say" Sun Xiangyun waved his hand, signaling that Mu didn't have to care, but it didn't hurt to say.

"I just want to say, what if this thing is the same as mine, that is, my wife knows that her husband is having an affair outside, but she doesn't want to admit it, or she doesn't want to be told about it. Will this Wu Fang also know that the nanny didn't take good care of her, is it possible that this younger brother also knows that the nanny didn't take good care of her, and deliberately didn't say it, turned a blind eye or had some reason that we couldn't think of, in short, she just let her take care of Lao Wu like this. Mu said his doubts in one breath.

Sun Xiangyun thought for a while and shook his head, "Hehe, Doctor Mu, what you said is quite good, it can be explained with a sentence that there is no filial son before a long illness, after all, someone takes care of it, don't pay too much attention to whether it is good or bad, it is really not so easy to find a nanny now." ”

"Well, that's right." Mu nodded in acknowledgement.

"But when you say that, I think of something even more terrifying." Sun Xiangyun looked at the wooden door of the outpatient room, then stared again, his nose, eyes and mouth were all squeezed together, and his right hand swung slightly, allowing Mu to get closer, and Mu immediately moved the chair to Sun Xiangyun's side.

Sun Xiangyun said in a very light voice, "I'm just wondering, will Wu Fang know about this?"

Mu didn't speak, just opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, his nostrils widened, and looked at Sun Xiangyun.

Sun Xiangyun hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't be like this, look at what scared you, when I didn't say it, when I didn't say it." ”

This is the reason why Sun Xiangyun suddenly drove himself away after seeing the photo at Sun Xiangyun's house on Tuesday. Mu covered his mouth and nodded.

Sure enough, such an idea is too torturous, on one side is his best classmate, and on the other hand is the son of his classmate, no wonder Sun Xiangyun will say that he can't sleep well these days, and he doesn't know if he is dreaming or half-dreaming.

His dreams are all about Lao Wu, and when he says something, Lao Wu in the dream pulls him and says, "Don't say, don't say"; After a while, Lao Wu questioned him, "Why don't you help me, why don't you call the police?"

Now there is a plausible explanation for these two conflicting dreams.

That's what Sun Xiangyun has always been reluctant to admit, he had already thought of this problem when he saw the photo, because this problem was too difficult for him, so he rejected it, and his subconscious tried to escape and let himself live in a state where he didn't have this idea at all.

This kind of life of blocking some thoughts is very difficult, so Sun Xiangyun behaved very strangely, neither able to speak well nor sleep well.

Like the third stickman he painted himself, he didn't want to be a deserter and couldn't be a hero, he was a man who was stuck in a plastic bag.

And the past incident of Lao Wu living in the garbage bag may constitute Sun Xiangyun's understanding of his own state in this matter.

Sun Xiangyun is now carrying such a plastic bag.

He knew the outside world but he couldn't get out, and if people from outside wanted to help him out, he couldn't let them help.

In this state, people have no way to live well, everything is invisible and paralyzed, not to mention that this matter seems to involve a huge murder case, Sun Xiangyun knows that as long as Lao Wu was murdered, then he hesitates for a day, delays for a day, there are old people around him to bear the pain of one more day, and there may even be one more person who dies from such a syringe.

"I can be when you didn't say it, I can be completely when you didn't say it." Mu said solemnly.

"Ah, that's good." Sun Xiangyun was like a soldier who picked up a gun and was about to run away.

"But there's no way you can't think about it, and there's no way to really do nothing. You just don't know how to do it. Mu said.

Sun Xiangyun's hands were on his thighs, and he pushed them out and pulled them back in frustration, back and forth, faster and faster, and finally, his legs couldn't help but move.

A quality painter will never shake his legs when he sits, let alone rub his hands back and forth while shaking his legs.

Sun Xiangyun's behavior did show his restless heart at the moment.