My little mom is the richest man

"You said you can change, you can choose. Then what I want to ask now is, what is the problem that can be changed? And how do we make changes?" Mu Qiu asked very puzzled.

"These are the ones we discussed at the beginning," the patient said.

After speaking, he stayed for a while, and the patient stretched his waist and then sighed and said, "Oh, this is really tiring! I didn't go to talk to others easily."

"Why? Are your words very academically valuable?"

"Or I am honored?" Mu Qiu joked.

"Yes, you really want to feel honored, but the academic value of this? Don't be kidding me! I'm just afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to myself." The patient said.

"Trouble? What's the main point?" Mu Qiu asked curiously.

"Oh! I was too stupid before, and then I caused myself a trouble, that is, two psychiatrists are already my followers." The patient sighed and said.

"This is troublesome? There is controversy about your words. Isn't this proof of your charm? How can it be trouble?" Mu Qiu said with a smile.

"Don't you know, those people have completely restricted my activities. Except for work, they can only stay at home every day and can't go anywhere. Isn't this troublesome?" the patient said in a puzzled manner.

"Who are the people you are talking about?" Mu Qiu asked suspiciously.

"It's those people in the hospital who think I'm dangerous! So I became the number one dangerous person." The patient said helplessly.

"Uh uh uh... ok! But I think you are indeed quite dangerous." Mu Qiu said, touching his conscience.

As soon as Mu Qiu finished speaking, the patient's face turned into pig liver color, as if he had been poisoned, staring at Mu Qiu fiercely.

Of course, Mu Qiu is not the kind of person who can be killed easily by the look of his eyes. Mu Qiu changed the subject and said, "Does the family around you believe this too?"

The patient didn't answer directly, but said euphemistically: "You can only say half and half! My dad believes me more, so he doesn't believe that much, but my mother thinks I am crazy and I don't know what to say. "

The patient had finished speaking with a heavy face, but suddenly showed a grinning expression and said to Muqiu: "Are you free tomorrow? I want to talk about it then!"

Mu Qiu really didn't like to divide one thing into several times to complete, so Mu Qiu's expression at this time was obviously not very good.

"Hey~ you'd better tell me all at once today! This is good for you and me, and it won't delay each other too much time. So you should tell me now!" Mu Qiu was really telling the truth.

Although Mu Qiu had already expressed his feelings, it was of no use at all, and even soft and hard foams were of no use to this patient.

The patient still calmly emphasized: "I am really tired, I still have to rest, not to mention that I am still a patient. If there is still anything I want to ask, then I will tell you tomorrow afternoon!"

"I have time tomorrow afternoon, I really don't want to say it now." The patient insisted.

After this meeting, Mu Qiu did nothing, but frantically checked the information, and tried to find some problems to overturn or question the patient's views.

But Mu Qiu found that all things that were unclear, as long as the patient's point of view was used to explain it, it seemed to be able to make sense, and it could also prove that the patient's point of view was correct.

This made Mu Qiu feel very broken, because so far Mu Qiu has not dared to determine that this is the answer she wants to find.

If those answers are correct, then Mu Qiu must have enough confidence to confirm, otherwise it will make Mu Qiu feel very restless, and even sleepless.

For this reason, Mu Qiu is looking forward to tomorrow.