Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

"Mrs. Xing, patient No. 79 is in this ward, go in and see for yourself."

The nurse has stayed in the Sunshine House for a long time, and she looks calm and indifferent when looking at the people and things here.

Hawthorne nodded and went in.

'boom--! '

As soon as she entered, the nurse directly closed the door. Hawthorne was startled, and turned to look at the door.

Then she looked inside the door again, in a simple ward, there was a person squatting in the corner, with gray hair and a thin body, who was muttering words, and his body was shaking very rhythmically.

Hawthorne swallowed, walked over, and squatted down on the ground.

"Zhuo An?"

The middle-aged man squatting in the corner didn't respond at all, he was still muttering, his body was still shaking, he looked like a psychopath.

Hawthorne thought about it, she had never communicated with a mental patient, she thought, she must be like him, so she squatted on the ground, "What are you doing?"

Zhuo An had a reaction this time, and turned his head to look at Hawsang. As a result, when he saw Hawsang's face, his eyes popped out instantly, and he got very close all of a sudden.

Hawthorne was startled by him, and suddenly fell backwards, and fell to the ground with his whole buttocks.

"You're blind! Didn't you see what I was talking about?!" Zhuo An yelled at Huo Sang.

Hawthorne glanced at the corner, "Then who are you talking to?"

"Shh...don't make your voice too loud, it will scare her."

"who is she?"

"Qiu Xiaochi, the new female star, she is very beautiful."

"!!!" Hawthorne's heart skipped a beat, and she moved closer, "What did she say?"

"She said, she died unjustly!"

"...how did she die unjustly?" Hawthorne was very curious and resentful.

"Hey, you don't understand, it's just death, she, she..."

"But what?"

"Hey, I can't say it, I can't say it, I can't say it!"

Zhuo An didn't know what he thought of, his eyes widened a little, he reached out his hand to cover his mouth, bit it tightly, and said no more.

"Why can't you say it? Zhuo An, are you not crazy, are you pretending to be crazy?"

Huo Sang remembered Zhou Wu's words again, approached Zhuo An quietly, and asked in a low voice.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind and similar..."

Zhuo An faced the corner again, his body swayed, and he began to think about it.

Hawthorne soaked in Sunshine Home for a full hour and a half.

When Lake followed Xing Chenyou into the Sunshine House, he felt a gloomy aura attacking him.

Xing Chenyou tidied up his cuff buttons. The black suit made him stand out even more in this sunny house, with a slender figure.

As soon as she entered, the little nurses inside looked over one by one, and even those female mental patients cast their gazes over like wolves.

Just as Lake was about to step forward to say a few words, he heard a loud noise coming from the front, and vaguely heard a familiar voice, so he stopped suddenly.

"Zhuo An is definitely not a mental patient! I want to take him out!"

"Mrs. Xing, this patient No. 79 is an old patient of our Sunshine Home. He has lived here for many years. He is really a mental patient!"

"He's not, don't stop me, I'm going to take him out!"

"Mrs. Xing, Zhuo An was sent in by his family, and he can't leave here without his family's signature! What happens, our Sunshine Home can't afford it!"

"You can't afford it, I will bear it!"

"Mrs. Xing, don't make things difficult for us!"

"Then get out of the way!"

"Forget it, don't talk to her, I'm afraid she is a fool, just tie it up and forget it!"

"But she is Madam Xing!"

"Who knows which Xing, Mrs. Zhen Xing will come here?"

Lake's scalp became tense when he heard it, and before Xing Chenyou said anything, he hurried over, "Ma'am!"

Miss Hawthorne, who opened her mouth, became a wife when she opened her mouth. Lake remembered that in front of outsiders, the young master had never revealed that he and Miss Hawthorne had not received a certificate.

When Hawthorne heard Lake's voice, he turned his head abruptly, heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly dragged Zhuo An to walk in front of Lake, "Lake, you're here, just in time, you make arrangements, bring Zhuo An Get out."

The doctors and nurses saw that Lake was wearing a black suit, exuding the aura of an elite from head to toe, and his handsome face was full of respect towards Hawthorne. They looked at me and I looked at you, and immediately knew that this man was going to The woman who insisted on going out with a mental patient was really Mrs. Xing.

"Patient 79 is sick and cannot go out." One of the doctors stepped forward and said seriously.

Lake coughed dryly, "It's natural, this is the Sunshine House, and sick people should take good care of their bodies here."

"Lake, he's not sick!" Hawthorne pulled Larek's clothes.

"Miss Hawthorne, the young master is here."

Rick coughed again and said in a low voice.

Huo Sang's heart skipped a beat, and he let go of the hand holding Zhuo An's clothes. Looking up, he saw Xing Chenyou who was wearing a black suit and had a handsome face full of deep indifference.

She licked her lips.

The atmosphere was awkward and stagnant for a while.

Xing Chenyou didn't speak, just stared at Huo Sang, waiting for her to speak.

Under such gaze, Huo Sang couldn't bear any pressure. She gave a dry cough, and suddenly stepped forward to take Xing Chenyou's arm, with an affectionate look, "Well, my dear, he...is sick!"

"Didn't you say he's not sick?" Xing Chenyou lowered his eyes and gave her a cold look.

"He is sick, of course he is, and I'm not a doctor, so of course I can't judge casually."

Huo Sang hugged Xing Chenyou's arm, the unprecedented dog leg, the dog leg was so eye-opening for Xing Chenyou.

When we first met, she was never like this in front of her.

"Darling~~~" Hawthorne raised his tone, and in his heart, he felt disgusted by the tone, the tone, and the stupidity.

But there is no way, she entered here under the name of Xing Chenyou, including the news agency.

She is so obedient to admit her mistake, so let me be soft first, after all, she is only using his name, she...isn't the one who lost him...

Xing Chenyou squinted his eyes. When he heard the three words she yelled pretentiously and intentionally, not only was he not disgusted, he even felt inexplicably relieved, and the depression in his heart was completely dissipated.

This woman is really talented!

"However..." Hawthorne changed the subject and his voice became weaker, "However, I suggest that you take this Zhuo An to do a complete psychiatric appraisal to see if he is really mentally ill. Maybe he is pretending to be mentally ill. What? Maybe he got into some big trouble before, so he pretended to be crazy, no, it’s not that there are many people like that who killed people, and it turned out that they were mentally ill, and then they were sent to a mental hospital to finish their work without conviction... of...?"