super psychiatrist

Chapter 73

The woman standing at the door couldn't make me associate her with the word "old lady".

Therefore, I preconceived that there should be an old lady in this family.

At first glance, this woman looks in her 40s, but I think she is actually older.She was wearing a brown turtleneck sweater, black trousers that are more popular nowadays, and a very large black scarf.Long wavy hair, thick and fashionable, complements her oval face.

She is tall, about 1.7 meters tall, standing in the room wearing cotton mop, looking at me warily.

"Who are you looking for?" she asked, very displeased.

Before I could speak, she said again: "My family doesn't need any products, thank you."

Indifferent and distant, frowning, this aunt has a lot of psychological problems.Then again, in this era of rapid development, everyone rushes to follow the pace of the times, and it is inevitable that they will feel tired. Who is okay?

"Uh, you misunderstood, Chen Nan asked me to come. Excuse me, is Mrs. Qin at home?" I tried my best to smile friendly.

After all, as soon as the door was opened, there was a 1.8-meter-long strange man standing at the door. Everyone would be afraid.

She frowned even tighter: "Old lady Qin? Is that how she described it to you?"

she?It should refer to Chen Nan, I secretly groaned in my heart, well, I was swayed by that tigress.

At this moment, I don't need to say much to know that there is no Mrs. Qin at all, it should be Aunt Qin.No wonder he was confused at the old man's house just now.

It stands to reason that this kind of family courtyard should be familiar to the neighbors.

"What's the relationship between you and Chen Nan?" She asked again, aggressively, standing in front of her felt very stressful.

"I'm her colleague, named Fang Zhou." I quickly introduced myself and cleared my suspicions.

With an oh, she turned to me and said, "Please come in."

I said thank you, and just as I lifted my foot to enter the door, she stopped me: "Wait a minute!"

boom!

She closed the door, and when I was wondering, the door opened again, and she was holding a feather duster in her hand.

I have a black line on my forehead, what kind of dragon's pond and tiger's den is this?Chen Nan, you really know how to trick me.

"Please scan it," she said.

I smiled mischievously, took the feather duster, and swept it all over my body before stepping into the door.

Although the house is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, it is cleaned and tidy. The tables and chairs are arranged very neatly. There is a floor mat at the door, and I stand on top of it awkwardly.

The aunt turned around and went to the shoe cabinet to put the feather duster. When it was hung, it almost matched the original marks, and brought me a pair of shoe covers: "Put them on."

"Thank you, auntie." I breathed a sigh of relief and put on my shoe covers before I dared to step down.

This house has been around for a long time, and the decoration and furniture are very old, but the owner obviously cares about it very much and takes good care of it. The solid wood sofa armrests are shiny.

There was a checkered tablecloth on the dining table, and a vase of fresh flowers on it.There are sunflower decorative paintings on the wall, as well as some old photos.

It turns out that the owner of the house, the husband and wife, are both old An.

"What would you like to drink?" Auntie asked.

I hurriedly said: "No need..."

She stared at me, and I felt my scalp go numb, so I changed my words: "Plain water, thank you."

Without saying anything, she turned and went into the kitchen.I strolled in the living room, looked around, and was surprised to see a photo of a young and beautiful girl. I took a closer look, wasn't it Chen Nan?

Recalling that aunt's face again, hey, don't mention it, it really looks a bit like Chen Nan, this is Chen Nan's house?

In one of the photo frames, the man inside is black and white, and he should have passed away.Wearing a big cap, majestic and upright, when he died, he was only 3 or 40 years old, which is very regrettable.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the kitchen, and I smelled a special aroma, which I later realized was the aroma of ground coffee.

Not long after, my aunt brought me a cup of coffee, holding a cup herself, and the host and guest sat down.The sofa was covered with cushions, which lay flat and unmarked.As soon as I sat down, the cushion was wrinkled, and she frowned, looking very unhappy.

She is still vigilant and alienated from me, but I think this alienation should not only be aimed at me.

"Why did Chen Nan ask you to come?" the aunt asked.

"Oh, she said she hasn't been back for a long time, and she wants me to visit you during the rest time. Are you her mother?" I said with a smile.

Auntie remained silent, sipping coffee.I took the opportunity to look at her quietly. She felt out of place with this small county.You certainly don't get along well with your peers around you.After all, she gives me a sense of superiority everywhere, and her life and dress are much more refined than others.

"Don't lie to me." She was very straightforward.

I was embarrassed, hey, this task is difficult.

Taking a deep breath, I forgot my identity as a prison doctor, and tried to wash myself away in my mind: "You are a psychiatrist, you are a psychiatrist, and you have a license and certificate."

Relieved, I smiled and looked at her: "It's true, she asked me to come and see you."

Her eyes were wet, she turned her head away, and took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"Auntie, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me." I said.

Her lips trembled, and tears rolled down: "Oh, really? Then I want my daughter back, can you give it back to me?"

I was taken aback, what kind of problem is this?Your daughter works at the unit. Although she is usually a little busy, she hasn't been sent to Mars, has she?

I really want to comment on her hypocrisy, but my professionalism does not allow me to do so.

Brown liquid with a faint special fragrance.Since I was a child, the beverage I drank most was loose tea stalks that cost six yuan a catty.Rural children do not have high requirements in this regard, and some drinks are enough.

Picking up the cup, I took a sip and praised insincerely: "It's delicious, is this hand-ground coffee?"

"Electric." Auntie said, but her tone has softened a lot. She likes to be praised.

In fact, the coffee liquid is very bitter, like Chinese medicine soup.After entering the throat, it is quite worth aftertaste.It was a long time later that I really liked drinking coffee. It was purely to 'please' her and get closer to her that day.

"Really?" I was 'surprised'. I didn't know the difference between a hand grinder and an electric grinder, but I still praised her, "The electric grinder can make this taste. Auntie, your craftsmanship is really good."

Her face became more relaxed: "It's average, but it's a pity that you can't drink too much coffee, or I'll make you another cup."

"Yes, this stuff hurts your stomach if you drink too much." I smiled, "By the way, Auntie, you don't need help in life, right? I mean physical labor and the like."

She froze for a moment, shook her head subconsciously, but said in her mouth, "Can you put the bottled water on the water dispenser for me?"

"sure!"

She led me to the kitchen, and after 1 minute, I changed the water for her.

"The current water delivery workers are becoming more and more unprofessional. Boom, if you stop the water at the door, the task will be considered complete." She thanked me in this way.