The new and healthy social relationship turned out to be a multiple personality disorder, which completely overturned the previous treatment trajectory.
The phone rang again, and Bai Sheng sent a message: That doctor... are you busy
Ling Chennan replied: Not busy, what's the matter
Bai Sheng: I want to ask you something...
Ling Chennan: Say it.
Bai Sheng: I... can't go home, I don't have a key, and I'm locked out.
Ling Chennan: ...
Ling Chennan: What's going on
Less than half an hour later, Ling Chennan drove downstairs to Bai Sheng's house.
To be honest in his heart, he was still slightly uncomfortable with this place. After all, the last time he left here was not a good situation. Although he was courageous and accepted, he was still bleeding from being scratched. However, I just had a phone call with Bai Sheng—the other party's tone was soft and slightly stuttering, just like in the past. Thinking of how pitifully he had no money and didn't dare to talk to others, Ling Chennan had already sat in the driver's seat before he realized it.
After getting out of the car, Bai Sheng, who was sitting on a small bench on the ground floor of the apartment, saw him from afar and jumped up immediately.
"Doctor, doctor!" Bai Sheng called him, and as he walked over quickly, Ling Chennan remembered the little white dog who always greeted the little white dog wagging its tail at the door in his hometown.
Ling Chennan smiled at him: "Didn't you say you want to be called by name?"
Bai Sheng said "Hmm" for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Ling...Mr. Ling."
Ling Chennan laughed loudly: "I was scared to death, hello Mr. Bai."
Bai Sheng was a little embarrassed, and said, "I'm bothering you again."
Ling Chennan sized him up and asked, "Why are you wearing so little?"
Bai Sheng moved his shoulders: "I just wanted to go downstairs to buy something, but the wallet and keys were in another coat... I thought, I wanted to call the lock picking company, but..."
"Are you talking about the small advertisement posted in the corridor of the unit?" Ling Chennan laughed and threatened him, "What if a group of strong men come and kidnap you and sell it?"
"Doctor!" Bai Sheng raised his voice in protest, "What are you doing!"
Ling Chennan couldn't adapt for a while after shedding his identity as a doctor, and treated him like a thick-skinned Lu Baizhou, waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, at most, sell your refrigerator and TV."
Bai Cheng puffed out his cheeks and stared at him.
The corners of Ling Chennan's mouth kept smiling, and Bai Sheng's cheeks leaked.
Ling Chennan walked back and said, "Get in the car and sit in the car. It's cold outside. Check online to see if there is a reliable lockpicking company."
Sitting back in the car, Bai Sheng habitually curled up on the co-pilot, Ling Chennan felt it was amazing, the other person was tall and long-legged, how could he be able to curl up
He saw Bai Sheng's knuckles on his knees turned red, so he stretched out his hand to cover it, and frowned: "So cold?"
Then he turned on the heater.
Soon, he found a nearby lockpicking company. Ling Chennan glanced at Bai Sheng while making a phone call, and found that the other party was clasping his hands together and looking at him with sparkling eyes. He was a little puzzled, but the phone went through.
Ling Chennan: "Hey, hello..."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Chennan said: "Fifteen minutes, let's wait here."
Bai Sheng nodded.
Ling Chennan also nodded.
There was silence in the car, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward for a while.
"Doctor, you..." "You were..."
The two suddenly spoke at the same time, their voices collided, Ling Chennan said: "You speak first."
Bai Sheng stared at the toll pole on the front of the car, and whispered, "No... nothing, I just wanted to ask you, what were you doing when I called you."
Ling Chennan said: "I'm having breakfast, sandwiches, toasted bread, sliced ham, spread butter, and... old godmother."
Bai Sheng looked back at him with wide eyes, and he laughed: "It's delicious, the addition of butter by Laoganma is a stroke of genius, I don't usually tell this secret recipe."
Bai Cheng pursed his lips and said, "It sounds delicious."
Ling Chennan asked: "What about you, what did you have for breakfast?"
Bai Sheng said: "I bought frozen dumplings, but found that there was no vinegar, no sesame oil, and... no old godmother, so I came out... and was locked outside."
Seeing his depressed look, Ling Chennan teased him: "Are you talking about what you have at home?"
Bai Sheng quickly said, "There's salt! I just bought it because, because the doctor told me to cook by myself, it's not healthy to take out food."
Ling Chennan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that his casual words would be executed so seriously, and he felt a subtle sense of accomplishment in his heart.
"Where can I buy it?" Ling Chennan asked.
Bai Cheng didn't understand, so he raised a finger and poked the facade across the street.
Ling Chennan suddenly opened the car door, and hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's take you shopping at the commissary, and come back before the unlocker comes."
Bai Sheng didn't react for a while, and he was sluggish for two seconds before he ran out in a panic to keep up. Ling Chennan didn't think it was a big deal, and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, there are still eight minutes!"
Bai Sheng: "!"
The place where he lived was a bit out of the way, and there were no cars on both sides of the road, so Ling Chennan ran a little faster on purpose, and turned around in the middle of the road to urge him.
Bai Sheng was taken aback, and quickly looked left and right to see if there was any car, rushed over and pushed him to the opposite side of the road, scolding: "Doctor! You! It's too dangerous!"
Ling Chennan didn't take it seriously, took him by the arm and rushed into the canteen, shouting, "Where is the vinegar?"
"Uh..." Bai Sheng also hurriedly said, "This, this way."
Ling Chennan went around to pick up a bottle in two steps, and asked again: "Where's the oil? Hey, hey, the sesame oil is there, you go get a bottle, ah, the soy sauce is also there, under the bottom, no, where you were standing just now!"
Bai Sheng was dizzy under his command, as if he was in a war, he didn't even see what he was taking, hugged all kinds of things, and was pushed and shoved towards the cashier.
Ling Chennan continued to yell: "Three minutes! There are still three minutes!"
The cashier couldn't understand what they were in a hurry for, and slowly scanned the barcode, and introduced the promotional activities of collecting coupons leisurely.
Ling Chennan said: "Can't you see that we are in a hurry? It is related to the safety of citizens' lives and property."
The cashier was unmoved: "So do you want to order coupons?"
Ling Chennan was convinced, and honestly said: "Yes."
Bai Sheng laughed loudly at the side, and when Ling Chennan turned around, he immediately pretended to be fine.
The two of them walked back downstairs to Bai Sheng's house with clinking bottles and cans. There was still only Ling Chennan's car parked in the open space. He pretended to look at his watch and said, "Bad review, bad review."
Bai Sheng could hardly keep his mouth shut.
Five minutes later, the unlocker came, said hello, and went upstairs. The two of them were instructed to look in other directions, but they turned their heads and within thirty seconds someone opened the lock. Ling Chennan thought to himself that he must not offend the unlocker in the future.
After giving the money and entering the house, Ling Chennan helped Bai Sheng carry the things he bought into the kitchen - when he came last time, it was still a countertop like a model room, but now it looks a little more smoky. Sheng poured water for him, drank a few sips, rolled his eyes here and there, and couldn't think of any reason to stay longer, so he put down the glass and said, "Then... I'll go back first."
Bai Sheng was still running around the room, putting the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar back in his place, but he stopped after hearing what he said, a little surprised, and seemed to have been punctured some kind of happy little bubble.
He nodded understandingly and said, "Oh, ok, next... see the doctor next week."
Ling Chennan nodded, and when he walked out of the kitchen, he saw the bedroom door facing him—but it was closed today.
The other party said before that everything on the wall had been taken down, but Ling Chennan was so impressed by the sight of his own photo itinerary, as if he could still see it through the door.
He hesitated in his heart, but he didn't stop, and he didn't open the door to check. He just said goodbye to Bai Sheng and drove home alone.
[Eleventh week? Wednesday]
Lu Baizhou's office is of course in Chengbei Prison, and of course it can't be used to meet with Bai Sheng. Fortunately, not far from there is his home - a loft on the first and a half floors, the living room on the ground floor has an open kitchen, with a The small study is basically a studio, and they agreed to meet on Wednesday morning when he was resting.
So early in the morning, Ling Chennan drove to Bai Sheng's house downstairs to pick up people—his house is not far from Ling Chennan's clinic, but it is two diagonal lines from Lu Baizhou's house. If he walked, he would have to start from the night before. vote down.
The road was somewhat congested, Ling Chennan arrived five minutes later than the appointed time, but there was no sign of Bai Sheng downstairs, and after waiting for a while, he opened the car door to get some air, and was blown away by a gust of evil wind. Standing in the open space, he suddenly remembered Many years ago, I waited for him to go to school with my classmates downstairs every day.
Just when he got back into the car, Ling Chennan was hesitating whether to call Bai Sheng when the man appeared at the entrance of the corridor.
The snow had melted, and the street was very cold, Bai Sheng was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and walked out step by step. His sleeves were thick and long, and he waved at him with a few fingers exposed, and walked slowly over to open the car door.
"Doctor..." Bai Sheng's voice was faintly softer than before, with a bit of a nasal sound, and the voice was husky.
Ling Chennan looked at him sideways and smiled, "Good morning."
He nodded "hmm", and tried to look at him with wide eyelids: "Morning doctor."
Ling Chennan thought his appearance was funny, and teased, "Who?"
Bai Sheng asked blankly, "Huh?"
Ling Chennan: "Aren't I Mr. Ling?"
Bai Sheng was drowsy, and he repeated honestly and dullly: "Ling... Good morning, Mr. Ling."
Ling Chennan asked: "What time do you usually go to bed at night?"
Bai Sheng narrowed his eyes again: "Today... I went to bed at 4:30 this morning."
Ling Chennan was helpless: "Isn't that just three hours ago?"
Bai Cheng muttered: "Late