In this city full of flowers, who still remembers that a hospital experienced a bitter battle of life and death not long ago?
Fu Lingzhi frowned, stopped by the car, and let her down.
Yin Mi was unknown, and when she got out of the car, Fu Lingzhi put her hands in the palm of her palm just like the hand came out of the Hantan. He stared at her for a while, "You go to the car."
She frowned. She was already in a bad mood, so why did she ask her to drive? He shook his head without thinking.
Fu Lingzhi didn't say anything and sat in the back seat without even looking at her.
The sound of sound is anxious, but it is not allowed to park illegal on the road. Although she is a military card, she is embarrassed and glanced at him before entering the driver's seat.
In the end, it was honestly driving.
The back seat.
Fu Lingzhi had deep eyes. He saw that she came all the way all the way to walking with the walking dead. In order to let her refresh her, she simply gave her the heavy responsibility of driving to her. In this way, with his life, she dared not leave again. This is this.
He had no choice but to make this decision. It seemed that the shadow in her heart was far more serious than he thought.
How should she make her better? If he could, he really thought that all this was to bear it by herself. He didn't want to see her like a paper man, except for thinness or thinness.
Soon at the hospital, Yin Mi stopped the car in the square, but she didn't move, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and shaking a small movement. Fu Ling stopped getting out of the car and pulled her out of the car.
It wasn't that he didn't know that her body was in serious condition, and it wasn't that he didn't know that her lower lip was about to bleed, but he still dragged her to the entrance of the hospital.
Yinmi resisted, "Fu Lingzhi, I will go in by myself. You can go about your business. I'll take a rest."
"I'm not busy." He said in a neutral tone, with a solemn look on his face, and his hands were strong, just like his facial features, which made people feel at a loss.
The winter wind was like a knife, whizzing through the open branches and cutting Otomi's face. Soon, her pale face was submerged in the wind.
Occasionally, my colleagues passing by were very happy to say hello to Yin Mi. Many young nurses saw the handsome and aggressive Fu Lingzhi.
Ke Yimi was like a puppet. As soon as the valve was opened, she smiled as soon as she had a established format. The smile was stiff and stiff, and with the cold cold of the north wind, making people unbearable.
Fu Lingzhi tightened her waist. After a while, she felt the pain in the past, and turned back, "What's wrong?"
His eyes were sharp and sorrowful, although it was just a flash, but Yin Mi still captured it.
"Are you cold? Why are you trembling? Obviously I think your down vests have wore two." He was as sharp as a knife.
Yin Mi was stiff, and he was speechless by his sharp eyes.
Her voice was obviously fierce. She was timid, and she was not as usual at all. She even tilted her head and did not dare to watch the huge building, and the red cross on the top layer.
Fu Lingzhi looked at her like that, and felt that her heart was tightly tightened by screws, could not breathe, and suddenly had a sense of powerlessness, but he couldn't be powerless. He was her last pillar.
"Ayi," he called her, pulled her over, forcing her to look straight at herself, "Looking at me, yes, looking at my eyes, I asked you, what did you see?"
"Bright, warm, and...myself."
He touched her soft hair, "Very good, remember, no matter where you go, the world you can see is this, bright, warm, and yourself."
Yin laughed, and then realized that he was really trying to divert her attention. She pretended to be energetic and straightened her back, "Okay, I remember. I'm going in."
Fu Lingzhi shouted at her frail back, "I'll be waiting for you in the lobby. I'm not going anywhere!"
She waved her hand, but did not look back. She ran all the way, as if a monster was chasing her, until she was almost suffocating. She stopped and bent over, took a deep breath, and then realized that she was already outside the emergency room!
"Doctor Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time! I miss you so much!" The little nurses gathered in groups and surrounded her.
She smiled, surrounded by medical equipment that she was familiar with, and brightly lit. She closed her eyes, her teeth chattering, but when she opened them again, she did not see Chen Mudong, nor the gun.
No blood was seen.
She breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the psychological consultation room.
"Come in."
Otoya opened the door.
There was an oval conference table, and a swivel chair by the window. A head popped out of the swivel chair, with long and uneven hair.
The man with his back to her turned around.
Yinmi's eyes paused, it was really a face that made people feel reassured and safe. It didn't have Fu Lingzhi's harsh lines, Su Huanyan's evil eyes, or Wen Muchiang's Yu who pretended to be kind.
This is her therapist. She doesn't know his name yet.
That person always smiles when he sees others. The kindness in that smile comes from the bottom of his heart, making people feel like they are having a refreshing spring breeze. This is probably the case for all psychological counselors.
"Hello, are you Dr. Bo? I will be your doctor temporarily. My surname is Xiao and my name is Li Chuan." His voice was like a ribbon, tepid, but enough to make people feel at ease.
Otoya smiled politely and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't come for treatment."
"Haha, it's okay. I know you will come one day." He sat opposite her calmly, "Now that you are here, you must be prepared."
Otoya didn't make a sound, just looked at the table blankly, time slipped by little by little, and half of the one-hour treatment time passed quickly.
Xiao Lichuan was very patient, and that patience was not pretending to be polite. He was always observing her, smiling from time to time. Regarding his unscrupulousness, Yinmi was a little disgusted.
An hour passed quickly. Otoya looked up and said, "Can you sign my form and let me continue working?" She stared at the stack of consent forms he put on the table.
Xiao Lichuan shook his head and put away his pen, "The time is up, please come back tomorrow." He walked to the door and politely said goodbye, "Goodbye."
Yinmi sat motionless in her chair. After a while, she looked at the sky outside and ran out quickly. Fu Lingzhi was waiting for her in the car. When he saw her coming, he didn't ask anything. He opened the car door for her and walked around.
Get into the driver's seat and drive home.
In the Lamborghini not far away, Xiao Lichuan closed the car window but did not take his eyes away. He thought that there would be a tough battle ahead.