No one who should have come could hide, and in a blink of an eye, it was the 27th day of Master Qian, and everyone who had made a day's psychological preparations and preparations at hand gathered in the mourning hall of the main house early. Han Yi made a pot of tea and sent it over, and then went back, no way, Maomao was still young after all, it was not suitable to stay, Han Yi had to go back to accompany him.

Staying in one place for Han Yi's "orphans and widows" was originally a worrying thing, but Zheng Yi said that as long as they can subdue Master Qian here, Han Yi and them will be safe.

Zheng Yi took some red silk threads and wrapped them around the corpses of Master Qian and Mrs. Qian, although Mo Chen didn't know what the material of these red threads was, he also knew that its function was to bind the Qian couple.

The sound of the rain outside the window is getting weaker and weaker, and the wind has finally stopped, and I can see that there is a clear posture.

Ding Si stood at the door, looked uneasily in the direction of his "home", and muttered, "After so many days, this rain is about to stop!" ”

Zheng Yi said casually disappreciatively: "I'm afraid it's just an illusion!" ”

I don't know if it's because I have seen too many strange things, people don't have so much curiosity, Ding Si has never asked Zheng Yi how to understand those strange techniques.

Haitang knelt in front of Master Qian's coffin in linen and filial piety, throwing some paper money into the brazier from time to time, no one arranged for her to do this, but she was weak in heart and tried to offset the resentment in Master Qian's heart in this way.

The little apprentice of Zen Master Jingde knocked on the wooden fish and muttered scriptures in his mouth, while Zen Master Jingde sat on the side and meditated.

At first, the atmosphere in the house was tense, and after a long time, everyone was tired.

Mo Chen leaned back in his chair and dozed off unconsciously......

"Doctor Mo! Dr. Mok...... Wake up! ”

Hearing someone calling in his ear, Mo Chen opened his eyes in a daze, surrounded by a modern decoration, and on the desk in front of him, a volume of medical records was spread. A familiar face appeared in front of him, two beautiful eyebrows, a pair of big eyes, and a little makeup, the person who woke up Mo Chen, officially his assistant Chen Jing.

"Uh...... What time is it? Mo Chen stretched and asked.

Chen Jing raised her wrist and glanced at the rose gold fashion linked watch, and said softly, "It's almost zero, Dr. Mo, it's time for you to get off work!" ”

Mo Chen rubbed his eyes, trying to sober himself up, "Well, it's time to get off work." He got up and moved his limbs, ready to leave the studio, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Jing cleaning up the papers on his desk, and asked, "Aren't you going together?" ”

Chen Jing didn't stop the movements of her hands, turned her back to Mo Chen and said, "Early tomorrow morning, that delusional patient will come over for consultation, and I have to work overtime overnight to sort out all her information." ”

"Delusions?" Mo Chen tried hard to search for information about this patient in his mind, but he didn't think of anything related to her. He may have been so tired from work lately that he has the illusion that he is suffering from amnesia, always feeling that something needs to be solved but cannot remember what it is.

Chen Jing said casually, "A cheating married wife, she was caught red-handed by her husband when she had a tryst with her lover, and when the two were divorcing, I never thought that her husband would die in a car accident." Since then, the wife has been suffering from delusions, always clamoring that her husband's ghost is coming back to her. ”

Mo Chen frowned, he was another patient with a ghost in his heart, and he seemed to have received several such cases recently. However, such a patient is also very easy to treat, as long as she opens her heart knot and channels it in a scientific way, the recovery rate is still quite high.

Mo Chen sighed, thinking that Ming'er would naturally see this patient, so he opened the door of the office and prepared to go home from work.

As soon as Mo Chen stepped out of the door on his front foot, Chen Jing suddenly stopped him behind his back, "Doctor Mo!" ”

"Anything else?" Mo Chen turned his head, but saw Chen Jing's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Chen Jing's lips moved, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Remember to do the elevator downstairs for a while, don't go down the stairwell!" ”

"Huh?" Monk Mo Chen's second zhang was puzzled, and he didn't understand why Chen Jing suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Chen Jing smiled awkwardly, "The patient said that her husband's ghost knew that you were going to help her, so he was very angry, saying that he had run to us and wanted to talk to you." ”

Mo Chen's face was full of black lines, he really wanted to have a cotton swab and pluck his ears, did he have hearing loss and heard the wrong words. "So, he's waiting for me in the stairwell?"

Chen Jing nodded, "According to what I heard, it seems that because of the elevator in our building, the developer asked the master to be a mage when he built the building, so no evil cult can get close." Chen Jing shrugged her shoulders, as if she was not very sure of her remarks, she turned to say in a joking tone, "Otherwise, the elevator in our building has never had an accident!" ”

Mo Chen smiled helplessly: "Okay! I'll take your advice and take the elevator downstairs. Mo Chen waved his hand, said goodbye to Chen Jing, and left the studio directly.

Standing outside the elevator door, Mo Chen felt that he had just been thundered by Chen Jing's words, what they did was psychological diagnosis and treatment, that is, to solve the "magic barrier" in the patient's heart in a scientific way. What's wrong with Chen Jing today, God is chattering.

In fact, if Chen Jing hadn't deliberately instructed Mo Chen to say such strange things, Mo Chen didn't want to take the stairs down the stairs at all. After all, their studio is located on the 19th floor of this building, and walking down the road is really a headache.

Pressing the downward arrow, Mo Chen waited boredly for the elevator to come up, and quickly picked him up to go downstairs. The building has a total of three elevators that go straight up and down, and because of the time of day, the property will turn off two of them at night, leaving only one elevator for people who work overtime.

On the display on the floor, the red number jumped from one to 18, but it stopped moving.

It's so late, who is so annoying, occupying the elevator all the time, not for others to use! Mo Chen muttered in his heart, and pressed the downstairs button again, and the numbers on the display screen were still stubbornly fixed on the 18th floor, and there was no response.

Damn it! Mo Chen cursed in his heart, he didn't want to waste all his time on this elevator this night. After thinking about it, Mo Chen still decided to go down the stairs on foot, just to see who was so immoral and had been occupying the elevator.

Opened the iron door of the safety passage, and the green light of the safety indicator light was set up, Mo Chen coughed dryly, but the voice-activated light unexpectedly did not turn on, could it be that the lights on this floor were also broken? It's really unlucky, Mo Chen frowned, as long as he carefully stepped up the stairs with the fluorescence of the safety indicator light.

"Don't take the stairs!" Chen Jing's words suddenly flashed in Mo Chen's mind.

Mo Chen paused, a little hesitant, some things are like this, if others don't deliberately say something unlucky to you, you may not think of anything. But after listening to those words, I always feel a little awkward in my heart.

Glancing at the numbers on the elevator display, Mo Chen froze and smiled self-deprecatingly, he was obviously a materialist, how could he be frightened by a patient's words, thinking of this, Mo Chen did not hesitate and walked towards the 18th floor.