Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Doesn’t she care about her mother the most? Wasn't all this done for her and her own mother?

Jiaoyang was curious about what she would do.

Ke Wanning bit her lip: "Okay, I swear."

The expression on Jiaoyang's face went back and became even more indifferent.

"very good."

She curled her lips in confusion, withdrew her gaze, and finally settled on Bo Yunli, who had been watching her silently over there: "Now, you can apologize."

Among the boys, there was a boy who looked at the increasingly exciting situation and became more and more excited: She is indeed the woman that the boss likes, she is so attractive and hot.

He lowered his head and kept sending messages to the WeChat avatar opposite him.

The boss really missed a lot of good shows that he could see with his own eyes during this trip.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door of the psychiatrist at the largest hospital in the city center.

"Please come in."

Jiang Sicheng held a pen in his hand and wrote down his investigation and analysis of Sheng Jiaoyang's every move in the past few days, with a serious expression on his face and without looking back.

Why do I feel that although the frequency of sub-personality appearances has been suppressed, it seems that the differentiation has become more serious.

He thought for a while, but there was no movement outside the door for a long time.

Jiang Sicheng frowned, raised his head this time and crossed his fingers: "Please come in."

"I'm very curious. Does Dr. Jiang's treatment plan for schizophrenia only include personality erasure? I'm very curious. If the secondary personality tampered with the memory of the main personality and occupied the body of the main personality, it would be killing people. If so, then your behavior of erasing the sub-personality is another type of behavioral crime?"

Fu Qiran walked in from the door with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face.

"It's you."

Jiang Sicheng recognized the identity of the visitor and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wearing a white long coat, under the flowing black bangs, there is a pair of dark and sharp eyes, a high nose, and a somewhat mean face. The man's exceptionally handsome face and pale complexion made his whole person look black and white.

Jiang Sicheng's eyes frowned: he recognized this person.

"Brother, the only young master of the Fu family, the hospital is not a place where you can act recklessly. Please get out."

"Why is Dr. Jiang unwilling to answer me? Can't you help me, a simple person, to clear up my doubts?"

The smile on Fu Qiran's mouth faded away little by little, and there was no trace of smile in his eyes: "The fate of the main personality is fate, but the fate of the sub-personality is not fate? They are also human beings, with completely different and independent thoughts, and can even control Bodies also have people who care about them, so why should they disappear from the moment they appear?"

He pointed his finger at the table: "This is a hospital, a place to save people, not to harm people, and it is not a place to provide convenience for some people and wantonly break the law and commit crimes."

Jiang Sicheng frowned and stood up from the chair. He now felt that Fu Qiran had either been stimulated by something and gone crazy, or he was simply irrational.

But if you want to go crazy, don't go crazy here.

"They should never have existed."

"Why?" Fu Qiran twitched the corner of his mouth, "Just because they appeared so ten years later than the main personality? So her existence is not recognized? Sorry, I can't understand your great devotion to Yu. The Medical Concept of Sacrifice.”

He took his hands away from the table, put them in his pockets, and shrugged.