After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

In the middle of the night, only the hands of the clock in the room are still moving persistently, and it is slowly and persistently moving towards twelve.

Fu Mingcheng sat on the sofa and looked at the door without blinking, but no matter how long he looked at it, there was no sign of the door opening.

His Lingling went to someone else's place.

【ding dong——】

In the middle of the night, the sound of the wind outside the house could be heard, the ringtone of the mobile phone was very abrupt at this moment, the screen brightened suddenly, and then slowly dimmed, Fu Mingcheng lowered his head and turned on the phone.

[Assistant Zhang: An Jin is attending a partner event in the next city tonight, and He Xuan is attending a banquet in Province S. [Picture] [Video]] [Assistant Zhang: Do you have any other orders? 】Fu Mingcheng lowered his eyes, so didn't Lingling go to find An Jin?Is it just for work reasons?

I miss Lingling so much.

[Fu Mingcheng: Where is Xie Ling? 】

[Assistant Zhang: ... Boss, you forgot, you don't allow us to follow Young Master Xie. 】Fu Mingcheng frowned. He could even go to Ling Ling's house to monitor such perverted things. How could he not arrange for someone to follow Ling Ling?

What was he thinking before?

The man leaned back and rubbed his temples tiredly.

With Xie Ling not around, Fu Mingcheng's rationality returned to his brain. He knew that he had to retrieve his memory as soon as possible, so as not to show unnecessary lies. The ghost knows what he has done before.

If Ling Ling was by his side when he turned on the monitoring this time, Ling Ling would definitely hate him.

But he is such an annoying person, from the inside to the outside, from the inside to the bone, the dirty blood flows to...

"Blood……?"

In the dark and silent room, the man's voice was weak and hesitant, and a large number of memories suddenly flooded into his mind. He looked blankly at the sky, his eyes were dark and gloomy.

I miss Lingling so much.

I really want to hug Ling Ling.

But he is so dirty.

What flows in his body is the blood of the Rong family, the Rong family that Ling Ling hates and hates the most, and the blood that is more disgusting than He Xuan.

What should he do if his little prince finds out the truth?

"Buzz..."

The mobile phone on the sofa vibrated twice, Fu Mingcheng moved his eyes slowly, the screen was dimly lit, he saw the name on the screen clearly, and picked up the phone in a panic as if waking up from a dream.

[Ling Ling: Is it cute? [dog.jpg][bird.jpg]]

Fu Mingcheng didn't know why Ling Ling sent him two pictures, but he still replied quickly [Fu: Cute. 】

[Lingling: [doubt.jpg] Haven't slept yet? 】

Fu Mingcheng tapped the screen and entered "I'm waiting for you" in the dialog box, but when it came time to send it, he didn't even have the courage to send it, so he deleted the sentence and re-entered it.

Xie Ling, who was still in the studio, looked at the "typing" displayed on the opposite side for a long time, thinking that Canary was going to tell him something important, but in the end he just waited [Fu Queque: Yes. 】

Xie Ling now has a very good understanding of Fu Queque's inner drama. His Queque must have been secretly wronged at home, but he dared not tell him.

"I went too far." Xie Ling sighed.How could he leave Que Que alone at home!

He looked at the fat bird in the painting, and couldn't restrain the smile on his lips.

Really cute.

"I should wait for the processor. You can contact my assistant tomorrow to change the place for you, and then use the two Weiming devices first?" Xie Ling replied to Que Que's WeChat to let him go to bed early, Said to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng: "Okay!" Wei Ming's equipment is precious!

Xie Ling actually wants to see Mu Keying again. Artificial intelligence that can communicate is not uncommon, and virtual idols that can broadcast live are not uncommon, but intelligence that can play games is really interesting, but when you think of Canary at home, thank you The young master felt that he should go home quickly.

"I asked Star City to give her a recommendation. You guys also need to expand your business. Doesn't she know how to draw? Live drawing is also fine. Oh yes, live lectures are also fine. If you're tired from playing games, go to math class to relax."

Mu Feng: ...

... Tired of playing games, relax in math class?Are you a devil? ?

It was past two o'clock when Xie Ling arrived home, and the room was pitch black. He carefully opened the door and walked to the bed. The tall man was lying sideways on the bed, his body curled up slightly.Xie Ling changed his pajamas in the dark and went to bed lightly. As soon as he got into bed, he found that something was wrong...

Where's my pillow?

Master Xie touched the head of the bed with a dazed expression, who stole my pillow? ? ?

Realizing something, he suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Queque, raised his eyebrows lightly, and lifted the quilt with his hand.Under the quilt, his Que Que was curled up, and his pillow was being held in Que Que's arms.

"Cough..." Young Master Xie's eyes were a little erratic, and the tips of his ears turned red unconsciously. He was too delicate, as expected of a fat bird.

But the gold master is going to sleep!

Master Xie stretched out his hand to pull the pillow out, but Fu Queque was so strong that he hugged the pillow tightly. Xie Ling thought it was impossible to pull the pillow out without disturbing Queque.

Why don't you go to the guest room and sleep well, Que Que seems to have a special liking for his pillows, he is so on guard that he won't let go even when the Lord comes.

Just when Xie Ling was distressed, Fu Queque, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes. He looked at Xie Ling with blurred eyes, and at the next moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Ling.

Young Master Xie whispered, "Let go, give me the pillow."

Fu Queque didn't say anything, just stared at Xie Ling blankly.

Xie Ling: "Are you awake?" Why do you feel so stupid?

Xie Ling wanted to get out of bed, but Fu Queque suddenly hugged Xie Ling's waist.

"You're back." Fu Mingcheng rubbed his head against Xie Ling's waist, his voice was hoarse and his tone was aggrieved, "I miss you so much."

Because he planned to go horseback riding in the prairie, Xie Ling decided to give Fu Queque a full body checkup before leaving. He thought it would take some time to make Fu Queque obedient and go to the hospital, but this time Fu Queque was obedient for the first time.

"I can go in by myself, I don't need Lingling to accompany me." Fu Mingcheng looked obedient and seemed to be in good condition.

Xie Ling nodded: "Then I'll go get the physical report first, you have to be good, and don't attack the doctor."

In view of Mr. Fu's performance all morning, and now only the psychological evaluation is left, Xie Ling relaxed his vigilance and agreed to Fu Queque's proposal to see the doctor alone.

After Xie Ling's figure disappeared around the corner, Fu Mingcheng's expression turned cold instantly, and he turned around and pushed open the door.

In the house, besides the attending doctor, there is also an assistant Zhang.

"Boss." Assistant Zhang showed a confident smile.

Fu Mingcheng sat opposite the doctor, his dark and gloomy gaze made the attending physician, who was used to seeing neurosis, feel a chill behind him.The doctor waited for a while before looking at Assistant Zhang resentfully, "I thought we were friends."

Zhang Socialite Assistant lowered her head in shame: "Our friendship has always been lost to wages."

Doctor: "..." Adult friendships are so worthless!

The doctor sighed, because Ms. Gu saw that Mr. Fu's mental condition was not good some time ago, so he also added a psychological counseling treatment program to Mr. Fu.

Ms. Gu is Xie Ling's aunt.

How did things develop into what they are now?Assistant Zhang asked about today's treatment process when he came. After getting the answer, Assistant Zhang asked about other related things. Since Assistant Zhang is really good at chatting, he couldn't hold back and told Assistant Zhang about this aspect of knowledge , As the conversation deepened, he unknowingly revealed to Assistant Zhang the direction of the next treatment.If it is an ordinary patient who discloses it, there is no problem. After all, the patient is also entitled to know this, but psychological intervention is not enough.

Patients resist the preventive physician, and their treatment fails.

It was only when the doctor saw Mr. Fu coming in alone that he suddenly realized that he might have fallen into Mr. Fu's trap.

The doctor had seen how terrifying Fu Mingcheng was on the day of the car accident. A look could make a little girl in their department cry. His eyes were full of storms, gloom and madness, but he had also seen Fu Mingcheng's transformation after Xie Shao arrived.

The ferocious beast took the chain in its mouth and actively trapped itself in a square inch, revealing its soft belly, waiting for the touch of its sweetheart.

It is too difficult to be a doctor these days, not only to pass the professionalism, but also to always guard against petty tricks of patients!

"Assistant Zhang, don't you want the patient to recover as soon as possible?" The doctor felt that Assistant Zhang was a child who had been lured by money and lost his way. His tone was sad and he wanted to persuade the lost child to return to the right path.

Assistant Zhang ignored the doctor, turned to the boss and said, "Today's treatment is divided into two parts, one part is psychological counseling, and the other part is psychological evaluation..."

The doctor originally thought that Mr. Fu lacked a sense of security due to amnesia, so he was more resistant to the outside world, but the result of the analysis by his immediate supervisor, Ms. Gu, was that the patient had strong paranoia, and all the paranoia fell on Xie Shao. The doctor suddenly realized No wonder Mr. Fu's mood is so different when Xie Shao is present and when he is not!

But if you want to know more about the patient's psychological state, you need to conduct a psychological assessment, and then provide psychological counseling based on the assessment results, so that the patient can recover as soon as possible.He and Ms. Gu have also analyzed that Mr. Fu's current situation is actually a kind of self-hypnosis of "escape is shameful, but useful", but because Mr. Fu also knows intellectually that escaping farts is useless, it has led to a not-so-obvious of negative emotions.

He hid this fearful and humble emotion with his exposed strength, afraid of being prying.

Assistant Zhang explained the matter clearly and in a very organized manner. The doctor wanted to say that you can study psychology and become my assistant, but if you think about being his assistant with less money and more work, he might not be happy.

"...Your inspection reports, including the results of the psychological evaluation, will be handed over to Young Master Xie." Assistant Zhang finally concluded.

"En." Fu Mingcheng tapped on the table.

After listening to Assistant Zhang's words, the doctor could only maintain a smile with a strong and firm heart: "If you refuse treatment, I can only truthfully report the situation to Young Master Xie."

"You may have misunderstood." Fu Mingcheng raised his eyelids lightly, with a calm tone, "I am very willing to cooperate with your work."

The doctor realized that Mr. Fu still had something to say, so he sat up slightly with a sincere expression.

Fu Mingcheng: "If you are willing to exaggerate my symptoms, I think we will all be very happy."

After the boss finished speaking, Assistant Zhang quickly took out a black card and handed it to the doctor.He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after being with the boss for so long, he can finally experience the pleasure of throwing money at someone!

Doctor: ...you are making all this trouble just for me to exaggerate your symptoms?

The doctor changed his posture a few times in embarrassment, and finally crossed his hands, regretfully saying, "With all due respect, your condition is so serious that I don't need to exaggerate."

The author has something to say: Doctor: Kiss, hospitalization is recommended here:).

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Sangsang today; 5 bottles of Muying; 4 bottles of Xinzai Ai Suolong and Mushi;