No. 69 Tiansheng Road, right in front of Huo Xiaofang and Gu Minsheng. But there is no sign that this is related to the medical industry, but a hair salon called'trend'. The revolving light of the hair salon logo at the door kept changing colors.
Huo Xiaofang and Gu Minsheng looked at each other, walked in, and someone greeted them immediately, thinking they were going to make hair. Huo Xiaofang showed his credentials, and the girl receiving him looked panicked.
Gu Minsheng glanced at the environment of the hair salon and said, "Don't panic, we have to ask something." The girl's face relaxed, "What does the police officer want to ask?"
Huo Xiaofang: "Before this, was there a doctor surnamed Luo who lived here?"
The girl shook her head, yelled twice in the back room, and a middle-aged man walked out.
"It turned out that there was a man who claimed to be able to help people with mental illness, but it has been almost ten years since I moved out."
Huo Xiaofang: "Do you know where he moved?" The man shook his head: "I really don't know."
"Sure enough, this person moved out ten years ago, fearing that there will be a problem. Moreover, Yu Ge said before that in Shicheng ten years ago, few people knew about psychological counseling, and there were very few professionals in this area. No, where did this psychiatrist come from?” Huo Xiaofang put down the handbrake, while looking at the front to start the car, at the same time talking about the doubts in his heart.
Gu Minsheng: "It's true that Shicheng ten years ago was completely blank about the'psychological' aspect."
Huo Xiaofang put up the gear and was about to drive out the car, when the barber shop owner knocked on the window.
"Two police officers, I have the landlord's contact information." The man passed in a note with the number written on it.
Tian Qiu sat on the bench in the hospital corridor, his eyes blank. Sitting next to her is a man with a hood, a big mask and a hat.
"Your man will not come to see you since today." The hat man said.
Tian Qiu turned her head to look at him: "I don't believe it!" Her eyes dodge, her voice lacking self-confidence.
"He came to see you a few days ago because he thought you were just a minor illness and he could be cured with a small amount of money." The man's voice was a little remote, which made Tian Qiuxin's hair tremble. She moved a position and the man sat there. Did not move.
"You already believe it, but you still have expectations. A marriage that has long existed in name only, but you still have hope, pitiful. If you figure it out, I will help you!" The man's voice is still lingering in his ears, but the person is already No trace.
Tian Qiu looked at the empty corridor and wanted to lie to herself. It was an illusion just now, but the movement of bending her legs into the seat and leaning on her hands, hugged her knees, already spoke the most truthful words for her.
"Perhaps I really want to find you, you will help me!" She muttered, until the nurse in charge asked her to enter the room, she got off the chair and looked around with a pair of eyes. He was right, her man would not visit her again. I originally thought that a man would be less indifferent when he suffered from an illness, but he couldn't think of a piece of test results, scared the man to reveal his unrevealed nature. I already knew that this man was not a good thing, but he was still hoping in his heart, he still had a trace of conscience. It turns out that everything is self-righteous.
She was sitting on her hip, watching the wall clock and the second hand on the wall beating one by one, her heart followed every time it beats. This slender thing reminded her that she would die soon. , Die alone. A sad smile hung over her mouth, and two tears fell.
(End of this chapter)