Chapter 360 Between Saying and Not Saying

"What's there?" Sun Xiangyun stepped forward, but still didn't hear clearly what Muchun said, so he asked again, "What's there outside her husband?"

Muchun squinted his eyes and raised his chin.

Now Sun Xiangyun shook his head understandingly and said, "Ah, this kind of thing is quite embarrassing for you as a doctor, and it's also a job in the Department of Psychosomatics where you often know a lot of secrets."

Muchun added, "Yes, but let's not talk about it. It was very hard to watch that patient. In fact, the problem was that his husband's behavior caused a complete lack of trust between the husband and wife. As a result, the wife could not sleep well. You don't know how to eat well or feel depressed. Sometimes I just sit on your chair and don't speak or look at me. She seems to be listening when I speak, but well, she's just so stupid. He looked at you, as if his eyes were passing through my body, and when he saw the bookcase behind me, he didn't look at me at all.

Do you think I can say it? This thing worries me too. "Mu Chun shook his head.

"So, I don't know for the best. I'm just troubled right now. What the nanny did to Lao Wu looks really scary, doesn't it? You've also seen the photos, and Dr. Mu, you really don't know, Lao Wu Wu's death was as miserable as it was. The whole quilt was covered with spilled vegetable soup and stuff, and it was sticky and wrinkled. Then, there was a lot of smell on his sheets that was very, very strong, really. We have an old saying that you don’t know how to understand.”

After Sun Xiangyun finished speaking, Muchun immediately took over and said, "You have to spit out the last night's meal, right?"

"Yes, yes, not only the last night's meal, but also the last year's meal can be spit out." Sun Xiangyun said, covering his mouth and shaking his head.

"You said it couldn't be possible that the quilt was so dirty just one or two days ago. If the nanny doesn't take good care of the old man, the family will always know about it, right? Who else is taking care of Lao Wu?" Mu Chun asked.

"At night, he is his younger brother, but he is only responsible for sleeping and accompanying him to the toilet. During the whole day, he is the nanny named Liu Hua. But the quilt is so dirty. His younger brother and son always know it. Could it be that his son has not visited him for a week? Lao Tzu?" Sun Xiangyun felt extremely angry when he mentioned Wu Fang.

"Can I make a bold guess?" Muchun suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously.

"Tell me, what do you want to say?" Sun Xiangyun waved his hand, indicating to Muchun that he didn't need to care, but it didn't matter.

"I just want to say, what if this thing is the same as mine, that is, my wife knows that her husband is having an affair outside, but she doesn't want to admit it, or doesn't want to be exposed. Does Wu Fang also know that the nanny is not having an affair? Take good care of her. Is it possible that this younger brother knew that the nanny didn't take good care of him and didn't tell her on purpose? He turned a blind eye or there was some reason that we couldn't think of. In short, he just let her take care of Lao Wu carelessly like this. "Mu Haru expressed his doubts in one breath.

Sun Xiangyun thought for a while and shook his head, "Haha, Doctor Mu, what you said is quite good. It can be explained by saying that there is no filial son in bed for a long time. After all, there are people taking care of you, so don't be too particular about taking care of yourself. Good or bad, it’s really not that easy to find a nanny now.”

"Hey, that's true." Muchun nodded and admitted.

"But when you said that, I thought of something more terrifying." Sun Xiangyun looked at the wooden door of the clinic, then stared, his nose, eyes and mouth all squeezed into a ball, and he waved his right hand slightly. Asking Mu Chun to come closer, Mu Chun immediately moved his chair towards Sun Xiangyun.

Sun Xiangyun said in a very soft voice: "I was wondering if Wu Fang knew about this?"

Muchun didn't speak, just looked at Sun Xiangyun with his mouth, eyes, and nostrils wide open.

Sun Xiangyun quickly waved his hand, "Don't be like this, I'll scare you. Just pretend I didn't say it. Act like I didn't say it."

This may be the reason why Sun Xiangyun suddenly drove him away after seeing the photo at Sun Xiangyun's home on Tuesday. Muchun covered his mouth and nodded vigorously.

Sure enough, this thought is too torturous. On one side is his best classmate, and on the other side is his classmate's son. No wonder Sun Xiangyun said that he couldn't sleep well these days, and he didn't know whether he was dreaming or half asleep.

His dreams were all about Lao Wu. One moment he said that Lao Wu in the dream pulled him and said, "Don't say it, don't say it."; the next moment he said that Lao Wu asked him, "Why don't you help me? Call the police?”

Now there is a reasonable explanation for these two conflicting dreams.

That is what Sun Xiangyun has been unwilling to admit. He had already thought of this problem when he saw the photo. This problem was too difficult for him, so he rejected it. His subconscious mind tried to Escape and let yourself live in a state of "not having this idea at all".

This kind of life of blocking out some thoughts is very difficult, so Sun Xiangyun behaves very strangely. He can neither speak well nor sleep well.

Just like the third stick figure he drew himself, he didn't want to be a deserter and had no way to become a hero. He was a man trapped in a plastic bag.

The past incident of the garbage bag trapping Lao Wu may have formed Sun Xiangyun's understanding of his own situation in this incident.

Sun Xiangyun is currently wearing such a plastic bag.

He knew the outside world but couldn't get out. People outside wanted to help him get out, but he couldn't let them help.

In this state, people cannot live well. Everything is in an invisible paralysis state. Moreover, this matter seems to involve a huge murder case. Sun Xiangyun knows that as long as the murder of Old Wu is true, then if he hesitates for one day and delays for one day, the elderly around him will suffer one more day of pain, and there may even be one more person who will die from such a syringe.

"I can pretend that you didn't say it. I can completely pretend that you didn't say it." Mu Chun said seriously.

"Ah, that's good." Sun Xiangyun was like a soldier who was about to run away with a gun.

"But you can't pretend that you haven't thought about this matter, and you can't really do nothing. You just don't know what to do." Mu Chun said.

Sun Xiangyun put his hands on his thighs, pushing out and pulling back in an extremely frustrated manner, back and forth, faster and faster, and finally, his legs couldn't help but move.

A qualified painter will never shake his legs when sitting, let alone rubbing his hands back and forth while shaking his legs.

Sun Xiangyun's behavior really shows his restless mood at the moment.