Crazy Psychologist: Chapter 340 between visiting and parting

Is it difficult to move your neck? Press yourself like this?

Lao Qian frowned, unable to stand the smell, took out the mask from his pocket and put it on.

After waiting for a long time, I heard that Xiao Zhang and Liu Hua seemed to be arguing outside the door, and the nanny muttered, "I didn't write in the contract that I should continue to help the old man after he died. Don't take care of the dead old Wu."

Old Qian shook his head, these days the nanny and confinement wife are both princesses and queens, so they really can't be expected.

After Xiao Zhang set up the table, he walked back to the bedroom, only to see Lao Qian leaning on the wardrobe, looking at the bed and doing nothing.

"What are you doing boss, hurry up and leave."

Old Qian took out another pair of gloves from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Zhang, "Come on, I'll add money to you, this is too much to do."

Xiao Zhang was dubious, and lifted the quilt to see...

The smell of blood, sour smell and weird medicine came out all at once.

Xiao Zhang quickly put down the quilt, and retreated to Lao Qian, "Boss, let the people at the funeral home handle it, so we don't have to worry about it."

"I can't do it, it's...how can there be such a rich person these days."

After Wu Fang came back, Lao Qian didn't say much, seeing that his son didn't mention things like changing clothes, he thought it would be better to have less than one more thing.

"The old man left in a bit of a hurry." Old Qian sighed while receiving the mobile phone to transfer money.

He was used to this kind of emotion, and it was almost a natural expression on such occasions, with just the right amount of sadness and understanding.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fang was free and easy, and instead comforted Lao Qian, "The old man can't do anything in bed. It's not a bad thing to have such a short life. Let's go away happily."

Lao Qian felt uncomfortable hearing these words. How old is Lao Wu?

Lao Qian didn't ask too much. After working in this industry for a long time, he can see all kinds of things and see many people.

"Have you done everything with the death certificate? Remember to cancel your account, you still have some things to do next."

Lao Qian explained as usual and was ready to leave at any time.

"It's all done, it's very convenient, now we're just waiting for the funeral home, right, I don't know when the funeral can be held?"

"Let me go and have a look. At that time, it's better to be cold now. Can you bear the smell?"

"It's okay, I'll ask the nanny to close the door."

I have seen someone who is not filial, but I have never seen someone who is so unfilial at this time.

Lao Qian shook his head in his heart, another son raised for nothing.

Before Sun Xiangyun left the dining table after lunch, his wife Amin proposed to visit Lao Wu together in the afternoon. He hadn't seen Lao Wu for a long time, so the husband and wife should go to visit together.

Sun Xiangyun originally wanted to say that he had just been there on Saturday, so it would be too diligent to go again on Monday, but he thought that all the photos he helped Sun Xiangyun sort out last time had been taken care of, so if he forgot to take them on Saturday, he might as well send them today.

The memory card of the Canon camera in his room should be full. I checked it on Saturday and there is less than 6g left. I will replace it today and give him a new one. He can still play for a week.

So after lunch, Sun Xiangyun changed into a blue coat, and A Min wore a dark blue overcoat. The two of them were still holding hands as they were when they were young, and walked to the old Wu's house while shopping.

"After visiting Lao Wu for a while, we went to sit in the park. The sun is good today, and I can still draw for a while. After chatting with the doctor, I don't know why, and I feel very good. The doctor is really good. It's better than good medicine."

Hearing what Sun Xiangyun said, Amin was also happy, and the two of them stepped on the leaves and chatted and came to Donghai Garden.

As soon as he entered the community, he saw a funeral car driving in.

Sun Xiangyun was alarmed that something was wrong, so he grabbed his wife's hand.

A Min comforted: "What are you thinking, don't be nervous, think about what Dr. Chun said, you are afraid of death, people, don't be afraid of death, people, be afraid that you haven't really lived."

Hearing what Amin said so casually, Sun Xiangyun exclaimed: "Madam is really a person with poetry and books in her stomach. This insight really makes me suddenly enlightened."

Amin stepped on Sun Xiangyun's foot, "Teach you to talk nonsense, there is no such thing as poetry and books, but life is so easy, why are you afraid of this and that, and you can't be afraid, what should happen will always come , you really startled me like that in the morning, can any of us survive? Fortunately, you became normal after you came back from the hospital, otherwise, I really don’t know what to do, I don’t want to spend the whole day Living with a crazy old man who sometimes suspects that something is wrong with him, and sometimes suspects that something is wrong with him."

Sun Xiangyun smiled and hugged his wife tightly.

The elevator has been repaired, but when the elevator reached the 21st floor, as the elevator door opened, a foul smell came in the wind.

"what happened?"

The two subconsciously covered their mouths.

When Sun Xiangyun saw that the door of Old Wu's house was wide open, and there was still a wreath standing at the door, his heart skipped a beat.

"Old Wu has an accident."

Sun Xiangyun said.

In such a situation, without Sun Xiangyun saying anything, Amin could understand what happened at a glance.

Wu Fang saw Sun Xiangyun and A Min, and called him uncle and aunt.

Sun Xiangyun rushed into the room to see Lao Wu, but was stopped by the nanny Liu Hua.

"They're pretending, don't go in, it's a mess and it doesn't smell good."

Liu Hua stood aside, leaning against the door with her hands in the pockets of her cotton coat.

"That's right, don't go in, Uncle Sun. Dad doesn't look too good when he dies."

Wu Fang thought that he was saying this out of good intentions, but who would have thought that Sun Xiangyun, a gentle and elegant artist, would angrily say that Wu Fang was messing around~www.mtlnovel.com~ What is this called? I have been here for so many years, an old classmate. Now, why pretend to be in a hurry, shouldn't Amin and I go in and have a look at him? Don't you even know the rules?

Wu Fang, Wu Fang, you really are! "

Seeing that Sun Xiangyun was out of breath, Amin was worried that her husband would really faint, so she quickly winked at Wu Fang, who shrugged, looking helpless.

Sun Xiangyun walked into the room, Amin held her husband's arm, the master was carrying Lao Wu, and his clothes were fairly neat, but Sun Xiangyun's mind was full of one word, dirty, how could it be so dirty.

Amin couldn't stand the smell, so he dragged Sun Xiangyun out, but Sun Xiangyun let Amin go out first, and he still had something to say to Old Wu.

"Stop talking, what to say, people are gone."

The nanny Liu Hua muttered outside, and the masters had no choice but to persuade, "Forget it, when the corpse is disposed of, we can see you again on the day of the funeral."

1