My House of Horrors

The silly smile on Wang's face had long disappeared, and he painted the letters on the drawing board, flashing a little pain in his little eyes covered in fat.

“Are we all monsters?” Chen Gong hit the door panel and his back ached.

Hearing the noise in the bedroom, Dr. Gao and Wang Shenglong's family rushed over and said, "Chen Gong, what's going on? ”

“I accidentally slipped and hit the door.” Chen Gong rubbed his back and stood up.

“Is it serious? I have saffron oil in my house.” Wang Solong's old father did not suspect Chen Gong, so he turned to the living room to find saffron oil. The doctor next to him seemed to see something. He swept the rug flat on the ground and didn't speak.

“It's okay, don't be so troublesome.” Chen Gong was lifted up by Dr. Gao, who walked out of the bedroom and things went very badly. Wang Solong kept the biggest secret from everyone, seemed to be actively cooperating with the treatment, but was actually misleading people and hiding the true cause of the disease.

Why would Wang Solong do that? Did he have his own problems?

Chen Gong clearly remembered the expression on Wang Shenglong's face when he wrote that sentence. He was helpless and painful. The most important thing was that he didn't want to change himself.

After moving his shoulders, Chen Song suddenly realized that Wang Song Long was much more powerful than an average adult.

“This guy seems harmless, but he's dangerous. ”

Wang Shenglong was reluctant to tell himself the truth. In front of his father and brother, Chen Song could not use strength. The most important thing is that even if he used strength, he might not be able to beat it.

Thinking about it, Chen Guo had to pull Dr. Gao away. He wanted to ask Dr. Gao to discover the secrets of Wang Song Long.

Wang Song Long's father sent Chen Gong and Dr. Gao to the door. Chen Gong walked a long way when the two sides retained contact information, and saw Wang Song Long, who was depressed in the bedroom, pick up the drawing board again.

He seemed to know that Chen Song was peeking at him, and after he had outlined a few random lines, he raised the drawing board to the door.

“Painting what? ”

Several dwarves sat in the house, one of the shortest dwarves standing on his shoulder, and the monster bent over and looked around, seemingly ready to jump on the other dwarves.

“Is that a hint for me? ”

Chen Guo wrote down the contents of the painting, left Wang Song Long's rental house with Dr. Gao, went downstairs, and they entered room 304, ready to take Mennan's household items along the way.

“Doctor Gao, do you think Wong Shenglong has a problem?” Chen Guo closed the door and made sure that the royal brothers didn't follow him before he asked.

“It's a little unusual.” Dr. Gao opened Mennan's bed sheet and wrapped the quilt and mattress in it: “According to Wang Shenglong's father, the illness should be serious, but the result of my questioning was that the child did not have any mental illness, his attitude was sunny, his logic was clear, and these formed a distinct contrast to the stubborn smile on his face. A man of agile mind can't even manage his own facial expression. I'm sure he's hiding something from me, and this patient is smart and good at hiding real thoughts, but unfortunately he's acting deliberately. ”

Chen Guo didn't expect Dr. Gao to see it too: “It's professional, but if you've already found out, why not just stall his father? This should be easier to treat. ”

“How to handle the relationship between the patient's family and the doctor is a matter of learning. Don't look at his father being so kind to us today. If something goes wrong, he will definitely stand with his own child, and it will be difficult to reach Wang Shenglong again.” Dr Gao took the sheets out of the house: “to help put the books and notebooks in the doornail drawer into the box, which is important to him. ”

Chen Gong entered the bedroom and took out a book from the drawer. As the drawer was about to be emptied, he suddenly saw a photograph on the bottom of the drawer.

A woman lay in a sick bed in a sick uniform, next to a shy little boy.

“The man in this picture isn't Mennon and his real mother, is he?” When I saw this photograph, Chen Song was somewhat surprised. The mother in the hospital bed had a beautiful complexion and could hardly pick out any flaws: “With such a beautiful wife, Mennan's biological father was still missing, and he endured long periods of separation and even cheating. ”

The first love letter of his life came from Li Ghost. Chen Song really didn't know much about the feelings of men and women. He simply felt that Mennan's father might have psychological problems.

Put the photos in the book, Chen Guo packed all the books, dragged the box and walked out of room 304 with Dr. Gao.

Coming out of Heming's apartment, Chen Guo took a deep breath: “Finally, you don't have to smell that stench. ”

“To say the smell is stronger here, right?” Dr Gao looks weird, he refers to the garbage pile piled up outside the apartment building like a hill.

“Didn't you smell a strange smell in Wang Shenglong's room? ”

“No, his house was quite tidy, and it seemed that his old father had been taking care of him very seriously.” Dr Gao sighed, “The child is quite fortunate, at least his family is helping him and staying with him, hoping he gets better. ”

“This family is really nice.” The worries of his loved ones can't be pretended, which can be felt by Chan Song. He dragged the box a few more steps forward and suddenly stopped: “Family? ”

“Isn't that right? Some of the patients' families throw them into rehabilitation centres and leave them alone. ”

Dr. Gao misunderstood Chen Song, and Chen Song was thinking about another question at this time.

In the last painting of Wang Solong, there were several small people sitting together, and the monster standing on his shoulder was supposed to be himself, and the next few were most likely his family.

The monster is about to jump on other dwarves, does that mean that Wang Soulong can't help himself? If he does something wrong, the monster could hurt his family.

This painting by Wang Solong also proves in another way that after all these years, the monster more than two meters tall still stands on his shoulder, and their game doesn't seem to be over yet.

“That stink should have emanated from the monster, but why can only I smell it?” As soon as a problem has been solved, a new one emerges, and if the answers to all the questions are to be found out, it is probably only necessary to enter the third ward.

Put everything from Mennan in the trunk, and Dr. Gao drove Chen Song back to New Century Paradise.

Just after the car, Chen Guo received a call from Liu Knife.

“Brother, Qin Guang's next live spiritual broadcast is confirmed, just tomorrow night! ”

“So soon? Do you know where his live broadcast site is? ”

“Twilight High School, that's where you went live last time.” Liu knife over the phone said a familiar place name: “This time Qin Guangxue was smart, did not fully copy your plot, but asked someone to design the script. His behavior can only be traced to the wind, not plagiarism, and the platform is irrelevant. ”

Chen Gong hasn't spoken for half a day, Liu thought he was angry: “Some things are helpless, but all we have to do is do our own content. ”

“Angry doesn't mean that, if you have the chance, I hope you can give Qin Guang a few words for me. ”

“What do you mean? ”

Chan Sing looked at the horror house in the night: “Tell him to stop imitating me with the wind. If he goes on like this, he may die playing with himself. ”