Crazy Psychologist: Chapter 191 the patient is famous

Liu Zhi knew that Chen Anni liked Ding Jiajun more, and she had always been silently by their side. She never thought of taking love, but she was single. Since she had a loved one in her heart, she was happy, so why bother to keep it for herself? .

Be single for a lifetime, love her for a lifetime, think of her, and travel all over the world.

Liu Zhi's romance is as beautiful and dreamy as his works.

The pinnacle of romance is the unanimous evaluation of his paintings by critics.

"How is Anne in Italy? Why are you coming back alone?"

"Seven what are you talking about?"

Ding Jiajun forced a smile, he knew that Liu Zhi had always loved Chen Anni, and he had always been a winner, but it was a pity that the victory at the beginning was always difficult to maintain until the end.

In front of the winner, Ding Jiajun's smile was at the end of his strength.

"I don't allow you to make fun of the dead Anne, even if it's crazy."

Dead Annie? How could it be the dead Anne?

Ding Jiajun felt severe pain in his chest, and the red copper tube in front of him seemed to burst open suddenly, and what burst out was bright red blood, blood, blood.

Then, Ding Jiajun fainted.

When he woke up, as if he had forgotten about it, he quietly went through the discharge procedures, so quiet that his parents thought nothing had happened to him, just simple fatigue.

"Sleep well?"

Mu Chun asked again. He has already remembered who this person is, isn't this person the customer he met in the flower shop!

It looked like a ghost, and suddenly disappeared into the night rain.

"Yes, slept well."

"So what's wrong?"

Ding Jiajun shook his head, "I want to ask if the hospital can issue a death certificate."

"death certificate?"

Mu Chun opened the drawer, looking for something in the drawer.

"Oh, yes."

"Are you talking about this?"

Mu Chun took a piece of printing paper and wrote four words on it with a black marker.

"Yes, that's what I want."

Mu Chun nodded, and turned the paper in front of her again.

"Whose death certificate?"

"Ding Jiajun."

Chu Sisi heard correctly, the patient's name was his own.

Chu Sisi looked at Mu Chun, but Mu Chun didn't look at her, nor at Ding Jiajun, he didn't look surprised at all.

"Is it written like this?"

Ding Jiajun wrote three words and four words together on the paper.

"Yes, that's right."

"Very well. Finally, you need to tell me what the cause of death is."

"Car accident."

Ding Jiajun answered quickly, as if this was a well-known fact.

"Have you been to other departments?"

Ding Jiajun shook his head.

"You know what you're talking about, don't you?"

"Yes, I want my own death certificate. I went to the funeral home and asked, and they couldn't explain clearly, but obviously, if you want to proceed, you must ask for one."

"What do you need to do next?"

"Shoulders, hearses, encoffining, body collection, farewell ceremony, birthday boxes, cemetery selection, funerals, cremation boxes, ashes burial."

"Are you going to do these things yourself?"

Mu Chun rested her chin, looking completely relaxed as if she was discussing the activity plan with Ding Jiajun.

"Well, shouldn't I do it myself?"

"Generally speaking, dead people don't do these things for themselves, because it's not convenient."

"I am very convenient, no inconvenience."

A faint smile flashed across Ding Jiajun's face, touching the skin at the corner of his mouth, that inch of skin seemed to have not been pulled upwards for a long time.

"This kind of thing needs professional guidance. Why don't I complete a process for you?"

"No, I feel like I can do everything by myself and I can do it pretty well."

"Of course not, you still need help."

Mu Chun didn't continue to pay attention to Ding Jiajun, but just put him aside, and then scribbled out a dozen items on a new piece of white paper.

Each entry has only a few simple words, and after listing them from the beginning to the end, Mu Chun raised the white paper and slapped it on the table in front of Ding Jiajun.

"Look one by one, let me tell you, you definitely need my help."

Ding Jiajun nodded reluctantly.

"For example, if you can do this by yourself, I will tick it off for you."

"The second rule is to get clean and get dressed. When you die, how do you dress yourself? Get a cross."

Mu Chun also specifically pointed out that you can't put on makeup yourself, how can you put on makeup on yourself.

"Yes, I can't put makeup on myself, I'm dead."

"Finally, you can come here to get it on Wednesday. It's ten o'clock in the morning on Wednesday. If it's late, you won't be able to get it."

"OK."

Ding Jiajun stood up politely and bowed stiffly to Mu Chun.

From Chu Sisi's point of view, this scene is a bit like saying goodbye to a dead body.

Crazy, someone must have gone crazy this morning.

Either she herself or Mu Chun.

When Liu Dandan ran up, he bumped into Ding Jiajun, and recognized him at a glance~www.mtlnovel.com~ Isn't this the illustrator of "Mechanical Boy"? "

Liu Dandan happily shook Mu Chun's arm back and forth.

"Hey, you guys don't know, right? This is a very, very cyberpunk sci-fi book. How should I put it, it's a bit like the movie books I used to go abroad. It's all paintings, but when you read it together, it's the same as reading it. Like a movie."

"Is that a comic?"

Chu Sisi asked.

"No, no, forget it, I can't describe it to you. I asked him for an autograph at last year's sci-fi convention. God, he shook my hand during the autograph. I didn't want to wash my hands for a week. At that time, I really wanted to Ask him, how is that kind of mechanical and humanoid design integrated so perfectly? Cyberpunk is very small in our area. You probably only know one movie. Cameron’s is somewhat similar to this one. , It’s a pity that there is no news about the filming of Alita 3 until now, it is said that Cameron Studio intends to buy the film copyright, oh my god, you guys don’t know this Seven God.”

"Did anything happen to him?"

Chu Sisi asked.

"Yes, it was supposed to be published in February next year, but in spring, around Qingming Festival, Seven had a car accident, his girlfriend died on the spot, and he seemed to have been in the hospital for a long time, fans urged me for a long time, but Seven's Weibo It hasn’t been updated since that day, and the fans couldn’t push it anymore, what the publisher said last month was to change the artist.”

"Change the painter? Hasn't he been discharged from the hospital and recovered?"

Mu Chun also seemed curious about this question, turned around and looked at Liu Dandan foolishly.