The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

"who are you?"

"Du Jingyan."

"How big?"

"22."

"who am I?"

The man in front of him was sitting on the hospital bed, looking at the interrogator intently, with a soft and sweet arc at the corner of his mouth, as if rolling the spoken name in honey, it was so sweet that it was cloying.

"Mu Jin."

"Okay." Mu Jin spread his hands and looked at the best psychiatrist in the hospital beside him, "Can his condition be cured?"

The expert looked at the case in hand, and at the patient in front of him who regarded him as transparent, as if Mu Jin was the only one left in the field of vision, slowly shook his head and said: "I have never seen this kind of memory confusion before, and I'm sure there's no plausible explanation within the current scientific sphere."

As he expected the answer, Mu Jin rubbed his forehead, but he was not too disappointed.

When Du Jingheng woke up, everything was normal except for being weak, except that there was something wrong with his head.

Well, scientifically it's a combination of amnesia and memory confusion.

He forgot his name, but he could remember everything that happened to Du Jingyan since he was a child until he was 22 years old. After being verified by Du Jinxing—Du Jingyan’s twin brother—who had been forced to come to the hospital to report in advance, some of the things they shared Everything that happened was completely true.

In fact, Mu Jin also asked him in private if he remembered the things between him and himself. As a result, he not only remembered the location of the house they rented when they lived together, but he could even explain clearly the location of the furniture at the beginning. It turns out that the two of them used to work in the school's infirmary... Ahem, in short, it is absolutely impossible for a third person to know about it.

"Actually, Dean," the psychiatrist looked at Du Jingheng who had always thought he was Du Jingyan, tugged at Mu Jin's sleeve, and whispered close to him, "From the perspective of superstition, this matter is quite easy to explain."

Mu Jin, who was caught off guard and challenged his social outlook: "..."

The expert's eyes seemed to be shining, and his tone seemed to be excited for some reason: "Borrowing the corpse to return the soul!"

Mu Jin was expressionless: "Get lost."

When the expert was kicked out impatiently by Mu Jin, he was still talking about the rationality and illegality of Mu Jin's brainwashing reason.

The expert stood at the door in a daze for a while, only to react when he heard a nurse passing by and asking.

"fine."

Mu Jin chose the doctor first for ability and second for appearance. Although Cheng Wei, a psychiatrist, is approaching forty this year, he is stylish and good-looking, but he is still single. A few words made the little nurse leave with a smile.

Cheng Wei also walked back to the office, and took another look at the closed door before leaving. Before the door was slammed shut by Mu Jin, his back was facing Mu Jin, but the patient named Du Jingheng who was sitting on the hospital bed looked up at him .

His eyes were cold.

Bring back the corpse.

Cheng Wei thought about the news of Du Jingyan's death before, shuddered and left quickly.

After Mu Jin drove away the psychiatrists who believed in gods, ghosts and Buddhas, he looked up at Du Jingheng who was smiling softly at him.This appearance was so in line with his mate selection criteria that he couldn't help shaking his head, but fortunately, he immediately woke up when he thought of his surname Du.

Once bitten by a snake, I was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

"I don't like that old man." Probably because Mu Jin never approached him, the patient on the bed looked at him and said aggrievedly, "You have never been so close to me before."

Before Mu Jin had time to think about who this old man was referring to, he was confused by the following sentence: "Close?"

The patient who may be his ex-boyfriend pursed his lips: "He talks in your ear."

Ok.

Mu Jin seemed to know who the old man was talking about.