"You said it was false, where is the evidence? Without evidence you will be sentenced." Bai Lu sneered, lay down on her side, and stopped talking.

Muchun looked at He Ping, who raised his shoulders, reluctantly picked up his piano case and walked out.

After walking into the corridor, He Ping turned to Muchun and said, "It's a big misunderstanding."

Muchun nodded, "Let's talk in another place."

"Thank you doctor for saving Bai Lu today. I don't know how to thank you."

Upon arriving at Zhang Wenwen's clinic, He Ping immediately bowed deeply to Muchun.

"Don't be like this. I have already said what should be done. Anyone who knows first aid will help Bai Lu if he encounters a situation like this this morning. You don't have to pay too much attention to this matter." Mu Chun helped He Ping up.

He Ping suddenly had a violent cough. After he finished coughing, he touched his back with his left hand and looked very painful.

Muchun was a little concerned. He seemed to be in good health. Why did his back hurt so much when he coughed?

Just as Mu Chun was about to speak, He Ping said: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"You" Mu Chun vaguely felt that the whole thing seemed more complicated.

There are some elves hiding in the corner who are trying to reveal something called the truth, and there are other elves who are trying to cover up some things with dirt.

Such conflicts and contradictions filled Zhang Wenwen's bright and tidy clinic.

"I'm fine." He Ping emphasized again and looked at the water dispenser.

Muchun immediately asked him to sit down and then poured him a glass of water.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Muchun asked.

"No, really not." He Ping drank the water and shook his head, "I'm fine, I have nothing to do. How about we talk about Xu Dan's affairs? Then I also wanted to see Bai Lu, and now she might want to

Take a break, I really didn’t know it would hurt her so much, if I knew it would be like this, if I knew I was almost going to lose her, I definitely wouldn’t”

Is it regret? Or something else?

Muchun tried to judge the emotions in He Ping's words, regret, pain and sadness.

Because there is everything.

He Ping was wearing a white shirt and a thick woolen sweater. The style was somewhat retro. The thick woolen top made He Ping look stronger and his shoulders wider.

He sighed and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to press the center of his chest.

"Xu Dan is a fan of mine. You can say she is a little fangirl. It's just a relationship, nothing more." He Ping said slowly, "She left a message on my Weibo for three months.

Tell some stories about her. She is a poor girl, very lonely, very pitiful. Her story can be told over and over again for a long time, but I don’t think it is necessary to tell the story of a poor girl over and over again in front of others.

How to put it, I believe that just as she said, she only told me these things. I am not only his idol but also her doctor.

She said that she was sick and could not live for more than half a year, so she wanted to see me and I wanted to see her."

"So you went?" Muchun asked.

"Yes, I went. I went to see her. She is very weak and has endless words to say. Moreover, she looks very similar to Bai Lu. Didn't you notice? Her eyes are exactly the same as Bai Lu's." He Ping

explain.

Mu Chun saw the warm smile on He Ping's face when he said this. It was the kind of smile a man would have when he mentioned his beloved woman.

Appreciation and love from the bottom of my heart.

What He Ping was praising was not Xu Dan, but his wife Bai Lu.

"So, you think Xu Dan is Bai Lu? Why do you miss Bai Lu but never go home?" Mu Chun gently took a step forward.

This step was quickly blocked by He Ping.

"No, there is no such thing as the doctor said. I am indeed very busy. I have many performances and invitations from some program groups. Some of the videos I uploaded on Weibo are also sponsored, such as some Korean restaurants, and

Some stores and some of the supplies I accidentally photographed in videos and pictures all have commercial value. To put it bluntly, they are all for making money. I am working hard to make as much money as possible. I always want to work harder.

." After He Ping finished speaking, he looked at his piano case.

"You can talk to Bai Lu more about these things. In addition to mutual trust between husband and wife, necessary verbal communication is sometimes indispensable. I have met many couples and they all say that they know each other well, and the other party also knows him well.

Then we lived in pain for more than ten years under the feeling that we thought we understood each other. When we finally broke up, we said that the other party never understood us, and we never recognized the other person as a person.

This type of couples who drift further and further apart due to lack of verbal communication or blind belief in understanding each other is very common around us. With good communication, many small problems will become non-problems, and many big problems will become smaller. If communication is not good, one thing

Very simple things can eventually turn into irreparable annoyance due to suspicion and random thoughts. From a doctor's perspective, I always encourage everyone not to be lazy in communication. This kind of laziness is not good." Mu Chun's words were a bit serious, but

He Ping nodded repeatedly.

"I will try to talk to her, as long as there is still a chance."

When he said the word opportunity, Mu Chun saw another pain on He Ping's face. Mu Chun was sure that there were many things buried in He Ping's heart, some of which he probably never wanted to say.

What exactly is it?

This is probably the key to the conflict between He Ping and Bai Lu.

So is there any relationship between Xu Dan’s case and the secrets buried by He Ping?

"It happened that I also went to Xu Dan's house. You should have seen it from the news. Although I did not appear in the live broadcast, in addition to the police, ambulance personnel and a doctor, I was also the one who went to Xu Dan's house that day.

." Muchun said.

He Ping was not surprised when he heard what Mu Chun said. He did not notice that numerous articles mentioned that Mu Chun also went to Xu Dan's house. Maybe those who wrote the articles didn't know it, or he didn't know it.

See it clearly.

In fact, He Ping only read the titles of these articles, and he did not have time to read so many things.

He didn't want to know the contents at all.

Mu Chun also had similar questions. After Mu Chun said that he had been to Xu Dan's house, He Ping didn't seem very surprised.

Muchun analyzed that there were probably two reasons. First, he didn't want to know at all; second, He Ping knew the whole truth, so he didn't need to read those articles.

Why does a person who knows all the real thoughts need to read articles that only describe and speculate on part of the truth? Of course there is no need.

According to Muchun's judgment, both situations are possible. It may be one of them, or both may exist at the same time.

"Okay, Xu Dan is stronger than I thought. I just chatted with her. You may not believe it. I have been to her house twice. We sang together, and I also sang for her.

After playing, we chatted. She is a girl who is good at chatting. Her voice is nice but also very measured. In fact, I don’t hate her. Even if something like this happens now, I am just confused and don’t hate her.

She, after all, she is sick. What’s the point of hating a girl who will die soon? I just don’t know why she did this, why she suddenly accused me of sexually assaulting her, and why she accused me of domestic violence against her.

Why did she suddenly commit suicide?" He Ping was a little worried, and it seemed that he really couldn't understand these things at all.

"Has she ever told you about wanting to commit suicide?" Muchun asked.

He Ping nodded, "Yes, she told me some past events in her childhood. Those past events were not so happy. How should I put it? She was a very pitiful girl."

He Ping was choked up when he said this. He picked up the tea cup and drank some water. After drinking, he pressed his chest with his right hand, as if it was his habitual action.

"Is it about being sexually harassed?" Muchun asked seriously.

He Ping raised his head and glanced at Muchun, hesitating for a moment and then nodded, "How do you know?"

Muchun smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, yes, you are a psychopsychiatrist. I have seen this type of department in foreign hospitals, called psychiatry. Maybe the translation is different." After He Ping finished speaking, he coughed for a while, and then said:

"It feels like a doctor who can see through people's hearts, or a doctor who can see through the essence of things. No wonder the police want to cooperate with Dr. Muchun. It's really amazing."

Muchun shook his head and continued to focus on Xu Dan, "Then did she tell you that she was sexually assaulted and then subjected to domestic violence?"

He Ping looked at Muchun with wide eyes, as if looking into a magic mirror. His lips trembled slightly as he tried to squeeze out a few words, "You are really amazing."

Muchun wanted to say, things have developed to this point. If I didn't know, I can take off this white coat tomorrow and go back to reflect.

But Muchun didn't say that. Instead, he tried to connect the suicide live broadcast in his mind - the accusation of rape - domestic violence, and He Ping's denial. What kind of truth is hidden between these events?

It seems that He Ping did not lie, but just because he did not lie, he cannot prove his innocence. If a woman accuses a man of rape, if the man has indeed been to the woman's house, and it has passed the time for a physical examination to prove the truth or falsehood.

Further judicial auxiliary examination, such as hair, skin DNA, etc., even if He Ping proposed such an examination, it would be harmful and unfavorable to him, because He Ping did go to Xu Dan's house. Although there was no physical contact in the relationship between men and women, there may be some

A slight degree of intimate contact is enough to constitute evidence against He Ping.

If the police go to Xu Dan's home to collect evidence, He Ping's DNA and even some personal belongings may be found everywhere in the house.

"I saw a boxing glove at Xu Dan's house. Is it yours?" Mu Chun suddenly asked.

He Ping looked at Muchun in surprise, then lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

"I also saw a pair of men's sports shoes, which looked like a pair of jogging shoes. Are they yours?" Mu Chun asked again.

There is still silence, as if hanging in the winter air-conditioning and the roaring sound of the heater in the clinic room.

Like a rusty sign under neon lights, it carries everything in the past but remains stubbornly silent.

He Ping's handsome face gradually became like a withered and fallen sycamore, with deep texture, intertwined with the graceful and unexplained falling of leaves, and the calmness of fallen leaves and a sigh when they fell to the ground.

But He Ping didn't even sigh.

After Muchun asked these two questions, He Ping just remained silent, as if time and space had opened a hole in his head, a pitch-black hole impermeable to starlight.

His color became darker and darker, and he became more and more devoid of vitality. Finally, he seemed to become as silent as this black hole.

Muchun felt a kind of destructive uneasiness, and a kind of panic instantly spread in the clinic room.
To be continued...