With the paranoid male second he[Transmigration Book]

.Yu Bai was frightened, his hands were hanging in mid-air, he was at a loss.

Jiang Yehong didn't dare to look at him: "I'm sorry, I'll leave for a while." He covered his head and walked to the bathroom, trying to prevent those memories from shaking his nerves.

As before, whenever he thought of Yu Bai, he couldn't help but want to wash his hands.He even washed his hands until they were peeled and rotten, but he still felt unclean and could always smell a bloody smell.

Yu Bai didn't know when he came over, he quietly leaned against the door frame and watched him wash until his hands trembled and his fingertips turned white until he turned off the faucet completely.

Jiang Ye looked up.

Yu Bai in the mirror is looking at himself.

"Doctor Jiang..." His expression was very sad: "If the psychiatrist suffers from mental illness, what should he do?"