Crazy Psychologist

Chu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and Muchun couldn't detect any concealment or panic on the professor's face.

All the expressions that Mu Chun had expected did not appear on the professor's face. Even the subtle movements of his body told Mu Chun that the professor was not lying.

Chu Xiaofeng shook his head, smiled and pointed to the shrimp in the pool, and then pointed to the mustard oil on the table.

"Teacher, you want to eat tempura shrimp?"

Muchun guessed Chu Xiaofeng's meaning immediately.

Everything can be tempura, not to mention the professor, Mu Xiao also likes to eat tempura shrimp.

It seems that he won't be able to ask anything useful for a while. If the teacher doesn't want to say anything, Muchun can't make things difficult for him. Maybe he really doesn't know anything.

But Muchun was unwilling to give in. This problem not only troubled him, but also seemed to affect his current life and work.

Especially after the Liu Mei incident, he increasingly felt that his every move was being watched closely by a pair of eyes not far away.

These eyes were sneaking around in the night, and during the day, they were like strangers in a hurry, passing by him, or even passing by.

In this way, eyes are everywhere.

Did the professor intentionally conceal it or was it really not clear?

It is impossible to say that he is not clear about it. How could the professor have no impression of his students? What's more, the relationship between Muchun and the professor was as close as a father and son. He was seriously ill and fell into a coma, so how could the professor not know what happened to him during that time.

As for why Muchun fell ill, the professor must have communicated with the treating doctor at the time, and it is impossible for him to have no complete understanding of his condition.

As for the part of memory I lost...what exactly is it.

Originally, Muchun didn't care much about it anymore. Human memory is not like a photo album. It can accurately record what content has been saved, and it is clear at a glance which part is missing.

It is difficult for a person to explain clearly what he or she remembers. Although it is commonly used to describe memory using a computer file library, it is not accurate. It even makes serious analogy errors and violates the fundamental principles of memory.

When life is not affected, it is difficult to recall some of the missing memories. When you think of them, it means you have remembered some.

Lost memories will not be recalled.

When you think of it, it is no longer a lost memory. It just changes shape, like Kafka's Metamorphosis.

Chu Xiaofeng left the kitchen, and Zhang Wenwen was outside urging, "I'm so hungry. When can I eat? Where's the seafood tofu?"

"There is no seafood tofu. The professor likes to eat tempura shrimp, which is fried."

Zhang Wenwen puffed up his mouth, a little unhappy, "Okay, I like tempura shrimp too, but I haven't eaten seafood tofu before, and I really want to eat it. Otherwise, we will come to the professor's house next weekend, and call Mu Xiao next time Senior sister."

"Where did you meet Xiaoxiao before you returned to China?" Muchun asked pretending to be casual.

Zhang Wenwen blinked and looked up at the chandelier on the roof, "It seems to be in North America. I seemed to be in Canada at that time."

"When was that time?" Mu Chun asked a little nervously, Zhang Wenwen suddenly smiled evilly and said: "What kind of information does Mu Chun want to get from me? Tell me quickly, are you sorry for Senior Sister Xiao for letting her live in a foreign country? .”

What the hell, how did this guy have such a big brain? Should I put myself in the instrument to check to see if there are any abnormalities in the brain structure?

The professor was enjoying himself on the sidelines, playing a classic dance song "Habanera". He was in a happy mood, completely unlike a person who had undergone major surgery not long ago.

"Mu Chun, why are you suddenly interested in my affairs?"

"Whoever is interested in your affairs, please don't be too pretentious."

The professor listened to the two chatting and raised the corners of his mouth with a cheerful smile.

What are you laughing at? I suspect my life is in danger. Are you still... good teachers and friends?

Is he really the best friend Zhang Wenwen?

"Teacher, why did Xiaoxiao want to study abroad in the first place? Do you know if there are any other reasons besides their family's business?"

Zhang Wenwen felt that Mu Chun was a little extra affectionate today, unlike his usual self. He thought he was worried about the professor's health again, and thought about not letting his emotions affect the professor, "Teacher, I feel that something is wrong with Chun'er today, otherwise I It's better to call Senior Sister Xiao here. He deliberately said that he would come to your place for dinner today but don't call Senior Sister. I think this guy must have some secrets in his heart."

While peeling oranges and eating freshly made tempura shrimps, Zhang Wenwen's chirping voice could be heard throughout the house, as if he was doing a stand-up comedy show, and everyone was praising him.

When Professor Chu saw the shrimps being served, he stopped playing the piano and gave a thumbs up repeatedly, praising Muchun for his amazing skills.

Seeing that it was impossible to ask anything in today's situation, Muchun could only put it aside for the time being and talk to the professor about the courses in the second half of the year.

“Isn’t it the last day to register for graduate courses?”

Zhang Wenwen helped bring the soup to the table, along with the freshly fried vegetables.

"Yes, the medical school courses are not very stressful. The difficult part is the courses in the judicial system. Domestic forensic psychiatry has just started, and many things are not perfect. Does the teacher know anyone else who has specialized in this area of ​​research before? ? Or have you received relevant studies abroad? I want to ask for advice."

"I seem to have heard from Senior Sister Xiao that she has a classmate studying forensic psychiatry in Europe."

Zhang Wenwen didn't think much about it. He just heard Mu Xiao mention it when he was studying abroad. As for the occasion on which he mentioned it, Zhang Wenwen couldn't remember it for a moment. Facing Mu Chun's bright eyes like a torch, Zhang Wenwen only thought that Mu Chun was Not jealous? Putting down his chopsticks, he put his hand on Muchun's forehead with a wicked smile.

"It's hot, it's really hot. Calm, calm. I remember it was a girl, not a boy."

"Who is that girl?"

Muchun asked, Zhang Wenwen shook his head, "I can't remember, because Senior Sister Xiao only mentioned it at that time."

"Mentioned it?"

Facing Muchun's questioning, Zhang Wenwen asked Professor Chu for help. The professor only focused on eating, and he ate half of the vegetables and soup alone.

After a moment of silence, Muchun suddenly said, "Is your name A Dong?"

"Yes, that's the name."

Zhang Wenwen was very happy, now Mu Chun can always let me have a good meal.

The corners of the professor's eyes tightened tightly, and soon he slowly picked up the soup bowl and drank. Muchun completely noticed the professor's strange expression just now.

It is certain that the professor knows A Dong, and A Dong is his student.

What is it that makes the professor so nervous?

"Teacher, I think I heard Xiaoxiao say that A-Dong is dead."

Cough cough cough…

"Professor..." Zhang Wenwen immediately walked to the professor's side and helped pat his back, "Mu Chun, you can ask after you finish your meal. Professor, don't cough violently to avoid increasing pressure on the brain."