Zhao Xue sat beside Deng Lin's hospital bed and watched listlessly as the nutrient solution slowly flowed into Deng Lin's body drop by drop through a thin transparent hose.

At this time, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and an inexplicable joy arose spontaneously, 'Yes, my daughter is fine, she survived. No matter what unhappy things happened, she survived after all.'

And what about that person from before? Where was that girl from before?

Deng Lin's back was turned to Zhao Xue, her long hair hanging loosely behind her head, covering her white neck. Zhao Xue suddenly felt a little dazed. She still remembered this back view and her long hair.

Is it really impossible to forget forever?

'No, that kind of thing is all her own fault. She was the one who went to a dead end.' Zhao Xue shook her head and focused her attention on her daughter again.

But the effect was not significant. Perhaps because several meals were not delicious, Zhao Xue gradually felt dizzy looking at her daughter's long hair.

On the other hand, because it was during the winter vacation, the police encountered a little trouble in the investigation of the entire incident.

The investigation from Deng Lin's roommate is that the roommate thinks that Deng Lin may have encountered emotional problems. Deng Lin liked a boy before, but that boy was really a scumbag, and he basically didn't treat her sincerely. Deng Lin lived and worked together, but Deng Lin always hid it, saying that the two had never been together. When the police asked if there were any boys they were dating, the girls said they didn't know very well because they were with them. Deng Lin's relationship is not good.

In accordance with the normal case handling procedures, the police also interviewed Deng Lin's counselor and several teachers in the department. The teachers almost all commented that Deng Lin was smart, had good grades, and was very optimistic.

When asked who she had a better relationship with, no one could tell whether it was the female classmates in the dormitory, the counselor or the teacher. It seemed that Deng Lin had no friends at all.

Finally, when they asked about the owners of several pieces of underwear, the two girls said that they did not express it to Deng Lin at all. Deng Lin should have stolen these clothes. Why did they appear in the dormitory and in the express box? The girls gave the same answer and had no idea at all.

None of these people who seemed to live with Deng Lin, take classes together, and live in the same dormitory seemed to be friends with Deng Lin. However, when they heard that Deng Lin committed suicide, none of these people showed much surprise. , on the contrary, it seemed that it was quite normal for this thing to happen to her. At the same time, these girls all mentioned a strange thing, which particularly aroused the suspicion of the police.

The policeman who suspected that this incident might not be a suicide happened to be the tall man on the road.

Muchun heard about Ma Lu in the case of Tingyu Li. Liu Yiming said that Ma Lu was his idol in college, but it was a pity that he would never be as tall and powerful as him.

However, the road is not just about tall people and big horses. In Mu Chun's view, this policeman's thoughts are very delicate.

Mu Chun was called to the hospital for consultation at 2:50 pm on Thursday. He was analyzing her current situation with Hong Ling in the outpatient room, and Hong Ling told Mu Chun a secret that was huge for her.

"I haven't showered or washed my hair for 35 days." After Hong Lin finished speaking, she looked at Mu Chun bravely.

She seemed to have mustered up the courage to figure out what was causing her inability to live a normal life.

After Hong Ling left, Muchun hurried to Sumikawa Hospital.

Like all large hospitals, around three o'clock in the afternoon, there were many patients coming in and out of the hospital. Zhang Hai confirmed the approximate time of his arrival with Mu Chun in advance, and then he was afraid that Mu Chun would not be able to find the ward where Deng Lin was in the first time.

Standing downstairs in the inpatient department waiting for Muchun.

"The specific situation was just discussed with Dr. Muchun on the phone," Zhang Hai said.

"Well, I'll go up and take a look at the situation." Mu Chun put on his white coat, and Zhang Hai immediately reached out and helped Mu Chun pick up his coat.

"No, no need to trouble Brother Zhang, how can I be embarrassed?" When entering the elevator, Muchun quickly took the clothes back.

Zhang Hai didn't think there was anything polite about this at all, and said, "Isn't it normal? Now that you are the protagonist, what does it matter if I do these simple things?"

"Having said that, you should just do your own thing. I'm not used to this." Mu Chun said apologetically.

When he walked to the door of the ward, Muchun saw a tall policeman. Zhang Hai introduced that this was the road policeman responsible for investigating Deng Lin's matter.

Muchun nodded and walked into the ward.

Qin Hao, a physician at Sumikawa Hospital, has completed the diagnosis and is watching the nurse put new medicine on Deng Lin.

Muchun walked into the ward and said hello to Qin Hao, whom he met for the first time. It was very simple. The two just nodded. Then, Qin Hao told Mu Chun that he initially suspected that there might be some inflammatory reaction.

"Inflammatory reaction?" Muchun frowned, "Can I take a look?"

Qin Hao took a step back and said politely, "Of course, of course. It was Professor Chu Xiaofeng who invited you for consultation."

Qin Hao is not old. He is thirty-five years old and looks a little tired. This is the age when young doctors are studying hard while dealing with huge work pressure. Although Qin Hao is very beautiful, there is a sweet smile on the right side of his smile.

But like most doctors in big hospitals, after completing Deng Lin's diagnosis, she has to be busy with the next patient.

After Qin Hao agreed, Muchun walked to Deng Lin, and Zhao Xue stood opposite Muchun. She was leaning against the window, looking very listless.

"Doctor Muchun, it turns out that the psychosomatic doctor they were talking about is you." Zhao Xue greeted Muchun politely.

Muchun knew that she was trying her best to restrain her sadness, and was constantly consuming her physical strength because she was at a loss. She was almost on the verge of being unable to hold on.

It only lasted two days.

Looking at Deng Lin again, she was half leaning on a pillow with two pillows behind her. She was leaning on the pillow like a wooden figure, her head tilted to the left, her eyes as empty as a hopeless person.

'It's only been two days.' Mu Chun thought to himself, 'The Deng Lin I saw at the police station was lively, beautiful, and proud, but where is the Deng Lin I see now? How could it be the same person?'

But there is no doubt that he is the same person. The Deng Lin who was two days ago is exactly the same person as the Deng Lin who is lying listlessly on the hospital bed now.

Mu Chun introduced himself to her slowly and clearly, "We have met, I am Mu Chun, a psychosomatic doctor. We met once at the police station. If you still remember, just nod or blink.
Chapter completed!