My Little Mom is the Richest

This patient washes his hands numerous times every day and even takes numerous baths without being stopped.

And what's even more bizarre is that he will research some chemical products to make sterilizing products.

Regardless of whether it is harmful to the body, this patient does not care. He only cares about whether he is as clean as you and whether he is clean at any time and at any time.

Everyone around him disliked him very much.

That's right, it's not that he particularly dislikes the people around him, but that the people around him dislike him.

The reason is simple. No matter how close you are to him, if you cough, sneeze, or have a cold and runny nose when you are in contact with him, he will jump away immediately.

right! You heard it right, that’s it, and this is not an exaggeration at all, because there are many more exaggerations than this.

Mu Qiu originally thought that this patient just had severe mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But later, Mu Qiu found that her thinking was too simple. This patient's situation was much more complicated than Mu Qiu thought.

Mu Qiu saw some ulcers on the patient's hands and asked, "What's wrong with your hands? The skin has begun to peel, and your epithelial tissue has been damaged a bit."

After hearing this, the patient subconsciously looked at his hands, nodded and said, "A little bit indeed."

Mu Qiu asked again: "Did you use chemicals to wash it like this?"

He nodded and said, "I soaked it in florin for a while, and that's how it turned out."

Mu Qiu was very puzzled after hearing this, and thought to herself: "The foot soaks we eat now are all soaked in formalin and are pale and pale. Why do people still use them to soak their own hands?"

"Do you think you are dirty that much? Are you washing yourself so hard?" Mu Qiu asked curiously.

The patient had a serious face, never smiled, and did not make any big movements when speaking. The speed and amplitude of his mouth opening were very small. He said, "I wash myself not because I am dirty."

After hearing the patient's answer, Mu Qiu became even more curious. She washed her hands frantically because they were not dirty. Why?

"Then why do you keep cleaning yourself? It's not because you're dirty." Mu Qiu looked at the patient and asked.

At this time, the patient's answer was so unspeakable that Mu Qiu couldn't explain it.

"I want to wash away the germs. I can't stand germs on myself," the patient responded.

"Then do you know that the bacteria you mentioned are invisible and intangible?" Mu Qiu asked.

"I know, but I just can't control myself, I just can't bear it." The patient said while rubbing his hands.

"Then do you know that there are bacteria everywhere in the world we live in? And we can't live without bacteria. If we leave, the world may no longer exist." Mu Qiu said.

"I know, but it's my own fault and it's not something I can control." The patient said helplessly, scratching his head.

As soon as the patient finished speaking, Mu Qiu was stuck, because he seemed to be completely frozen now.

There must be some special reason for this patient that he has never explained. Every time Mu Qiu asked, he gave the answer. He never said it proactively.

Mu Qiu began to slowly approach him and asked, "Do you think there are many bacteria on my body?"

At this time, Mu Qiu's move made the patient feel strong disgust. As soon as Mu Qiu came closer, the patient moved back, fearing that Mu Qiu would infect him with some disease. . ,,.