Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Nan Shaochen took the last bite of the apple, threw the core into the trash can accurately, then clapped his hands and stood up.

"First of all, a comprehensive examination of whether he is mentally ill can't be done by me alone, and scientific equipment is needed. Secondly, even if I am alone, if I say he has mental illness, does he have it, and if I say he doesn't, does he not? Who would believe that such a person who has been in the Sunshine House for more than ten years is not mentally ill?"

He squinted his eyes and looked Zhuo An up and down, "Look at him, he looks like this, if I say he is not a mental patient, will anyone believe it? He has a case to prove it."

"Aren't you a famous doctor? If you can prove that he's not mentally ill, wouldn't he be mentally ill?" Hawthorne walked up to Nan Shaochen, spread his hands, and said.

Nan Shaochen smiled, and raised his hand to knock on Huo Sang's forehead, but he thought that this was Xing Chenyou's wife, so he withdrew his hand again.

"I can't prove that he is mentally ill." He doesn't care about this kind of thing!
Hawthorne frowned, "Why can't you prove it! You are a doctor!"

"I'm good at surgery, but I'm not a psychiatrist!" Nan Shaochen laughed and glanced at Lake.

Rick looked away, coughed dryly, and pretended not to see him looking over.

Huo Sang walked up to Zhuo An, Zhuo An was sitting there with his head down, his eyes dull, he squatted down, "Reporter Zhuo, you are safe now, you don't need to pretend."

She really didn't believe that a reporter would suddenly go crazy, and her intuition told her that there was something strange about it.

What's more, Lin Shuzhen said that Zhuo An leaked some information about Qiu Xiaochi, but he didn't go down, and then he was ruined and disappeared. In this, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Zhuo An smiled at Huo Sang, looking stupid.

"Okay, this is a mental illness, you should send him back to the mental hospital." Nan Shaochen stretched his waist and said directly, "I came here to talk to you about your father, didn't you mean you Does Dad have blood congestion in his brain? This matter is what you should do now. Let him fight back and forth with this mental illness! Lin Ran! Tell Mrs. Xing about the situation!"

Lin Ran stepped forward immediately, took out a document from the bag, and prepared to report to Hawthorne.

Huo Sang had asked Nan Shaochen to talk about Huo Silian's body in detail, but after what happened at Sun Lin's birthday party, her patience with Huo Silian was almost exhausted!

Lin Ran had already started reading about Nan Shaochen's evaluation of Huo Silian's operation.

Hawsang looked at Zhuo An, feeling very depressed. When Lin Ran's soft voice finished reading the assessment, she still hadn't recovered.

"The operation can be arranged immediately, what do you think?" Nan Shaochen put his hand on Lin Ran's shoulder and said to Hawthorne with a smile.

Lin Ran had a shy smile on his face, matching Nan Shaochen's movements very well.

"You can arrange it, but don't say I arranged it." Hawthorne said in a deep voice.

The hospital Huo Silian lived in was a private hospital under the Nan family. Nan Shaochen could arrange all of this. She knew that Nan Shaochen was willing to help her because of Xing Chenyou's sake. So, she Not to mention too much to ask for.

She gave birth to kindness to help Huo Silian, but it was because he was her biological father.

Nan Shaochen nodded, then glanced at Zhuo An again, "Okay, my Xiao Ranran and I are leaving, call me again if you need something."

Hawthorne lowered his head and stared at Zhuo An.

Nan Shaochen looked at Lake and said.

Lake sent Nan Shaochen and his assistant Lin Ran out. When they got outside, Nan Shaochen asked Lin Ran to go down and drive first, while he turned to look at Lake.

"What's going on?" Nan Shaochen raised his eyebrows and asked.

Lake smiled and said, "Just ask Nan Shao to check whether this person is mentally ill, nothing else."

"What he means is, no matter what, you have to say you're sick if you're not sick, right?" Nan Shaochen looked at Lake with crooked eyes.

Lake pursed his lips and smiled, not denying, "Yes, it doesn't matter whether he is sick or not."

Nan Shaochen stretched his waist, not bothering to pay attention to these things, "I'm leaving."

Lake watched Nan Shaochen leave, and returned to the house, saw Huo Sang still sitting opposite Zhuo An, muttering and stroking his forehead.

"Miss Hawthorne, now that he has been confirmed to be mentally ill, can you send him back?"

Huo Sang still didn't want to believe that Zhuo An was really mentally ill, she grabbed Zhuo An's arm, "My mother is Qiu Xiaochi, I just want to know what material you dug up back then."

Zhuo An's body trembled when he heard this.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards Hawthorne.

Hawthorne met those eyes, and suddenly became excited, "I said you are not sick, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

Zhuo An's eyes widened, and his whole body shrank into the sofa, trembling all over, looking very scared.

"I don't know, I don't know anything...I don't know..."

He muttered.

Huo Sang saw him and hurried up, very anxious, "You are really safe, don't pretend, I am Xing Chenyou's wife, Xing Chenyou, hey, you may not know Xing Chenyou, but you should know the Xing family, right? Powerful, don’t be afraid, with me here, you will be fine! Just tell me, what is the material of Qiu Xiaochi you dug at that time?”

Zhuo An's eyes flicked around, very frightened, his lips trembled, and in the end, his body stiffened and fell on the sofa, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.

"Zhuo An!" Hawsang immediately stepped forward to check, but this was the first time she encountered such a situation, she was at a loss.

Lake was also very surprised, Zhuo An's reaction, he really didn't expect it before, he immediately stepped forward, helped Hawthorne lay Zhuo An's body flat on the sofa, and pinched him.

Hawthorne stood aside, clasped her hands tightly, her face was very ugly.

Zhuo An's situation was really frightened too much, and he reacted so much because he heard Qiu Xiaochi's name, which shows that there must be something wrong inside, but he looks like he is really crazy now up.

Even a top actor would not act like a lunatic like this.

Lake controlled Zhuo An on the side, and turned to look at Hawthorne, "It's an epileptic attack."

Hawthorne nodded, this kind of pretending is impossible, so Zhuo An seems to be really mentally ill.

She was melancholy for a while, then sighed, "Send him back to Sunshine House."

As a result, at this moment, Zhuo An grabbed Huo Sang, his eyes were filled with horror, "I won't go back, I don't want to go back, that's hell, it's hell!"

Hawsang looked at Zhuo An's mad and crazy appearance, sighed again, and stopped looking at him.

"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy! I'm just pretending!"

Sending Zhuo An back to Sunshine House was like poking at Zhuo An's pain point, he suddenly began to struggle violently.