After the divorce, Dr. Lin wanted to get back together every day

Chapter 48 Apologize
Lin Luning was walking ahead, looked back at Bai Mumu, and found that she was still standing where she was, and walked up to her: "I'll take you there and leave."

Bai Mumu heard it, and followed him with her head down. She thought she was just jumping in line to take a shortcut, but Lin Luning took her directly to the door of an office.

Lin Luning knocked on the door: "Director Wu."

"Come in." A deep and powerful voice sounded
When Lin Luning knocked on the door, Bai Mumu glanced at the nameplate hanging on the door: Chief Psychiatrist Wu Shiping.

Lin Luning pushed open the door and gave way: "Director Wu, this is the patient I'm talking about."

When Bai Mumu passed by him, she heard Lin Luning whisper: "Don't be nervous and don't be afraid, Director Wu is very nice, tell the truth about the situation, don't hide anything."

Bai Mumu glared at him, and met Director Wu's kind eyes in a blink of an eye. Obviously there was no real content, but Bai Mumu lowered her head embarrassedly.

Lin Luning looked at the top of Bai Mumu's head with gloomy eyes. From morning until now, Bai Mumu had never looked at him directly.

"Sit." Director Wu pointed to the chair next to him.

Bai Mumu sat down obediently, turned around and found that Lin Luning hadn't left yet, she opened her mouth and said silently, "Why didn't you leave?"

Lin Luning's gaze shifted from Bai Mumu's face to Director Wu, who was sorting things out, as if he didn't know anything about the undercurrent between the two of them.

Lin Luning pursed his lips and retreated to the door: "Director Wu, thank you for your hard work."

Only then did Director Wu look up, with a friendly smile: "It's okay, go get busy."

When the door was closed, there were only Bai Mumu and Director Wu in the office, but the atmosphere didn't feel tense. Director Wu seemed to have a kind of magical power, which naturally made people let go of their guard against him. He was full of affinity without any deterrence.

He smiled lightly, like an amiable elder, with a calm tone: "I'm older than you, can I call you Xiaobai?"

of course can!

Bai Mumu nodded and smiled back.

Director Wu's laughter was very hearty, and he was as energetic as a child, and he was always talking and laughing with Bai Mumu.

He even showed Bai Mumu his tea art during the period. Bai Mumu didn't understand tea, but it didn't affect her enjoyment of drinking it. This made her feel an unprecedented sense of relaxation and comfort.

After a long time, Bai Mumu wrote on the paper: "Will Director Wu ask about my condition?"

"Then what do you want to say?" Director Wu's inquiring eyes were clear, as if he wasn't surprised by Bai Mumu's answer.

Bai Mumu nodded. She grabbed the pen on the table, her arms trembling slightly.

She still dare not recall the night of Bai Song's death. She even hoped that she would never be asked about it, but she knew that this was the crux of her inability to speak.

Breathing slightly, Bai Mumu closed her eyes and recalled that night, she lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, then rushed to the hospital in a panic, and after that...

She saw Bai Song... Bai Song wanted to get the suicide note under the pillow, but his body was so weak that he could only pinch the corner of the pillow and his eyes...

In the blood-congested state, it was shining brightly, especially when seeing her, the light was shining brightly at that moment, and then...

Bai Mumu's pen penetrated the white paper, the tip of the pen was like a knife, "teared", the white paper was split into two halves.

"sorry Sorry……

Bai Mumu apologized frantically, with tears in her eyes, she bent down helplessly to pick up the white paper that fell on the ground.

His body softened, and he knelt down on the ground from the chair. The uneasiness in his heart magnified, he was extremely helpless, and he kept apologizing.

sorry Sorry……

Director Wu squatted in front of Bai Mumu and asked her to look him in the eyes: "Son, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

For a moment, Bai Mumu seemed to see Bai Song, and he said in a kind tone, "Mumu, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

Bai Mumu burst into tears immediately, she was really in too much pain, she didn't want Bai Song to die, she wanted him to live...

Her father died alive before her eyes.

The grief, indignation and despair that was blocked in his heart instantly rose to the peak, and with the tears, the gushing emotions were cooled down.

After returning to consciousness, Bai Mumu looked at the half of the white paper he was holding in his hand, and sharply sucked the tip of his nose.

Director Wu handed over a tissue in due course.

Bai Mumu could hardly keep her eyes open from crying. She pinched the tissue in her palm, smiled amidst her sobs, and said silently, "Thank you."

Director Wu shook his head, helped Bai Mumu stand up from the ground, his eyes were like spring sunshine, warm and not dazzling: "You know? You just spoke."

Bai Mumu immediately forgot to choke up and thought about it.

Indeed, when the tip of her pen scratched the paper, the first word of her first sorry sounded out.

【thank you. 】Bai Mumu took the pen again and wrote on the paper.

Director Wu didn't speak, and poured a cup of tea for her again: "Try the third brewed tea, how does it taste?"

Bai Mumu squeezed two fingers to pinch the rim of the cup, and took a sip lightly, her tears-soaked eyes sparkled, the tea moistened her sore throat from crying, and there was still a touch of sweetness in her mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

Bai Mumu nodded.

It is obviously the same tea, but the third brewed tea is less bitter than the first time, and thicker the second time, the soup is clear, and the taste returns to sweetness.

Director Wu also poured himself a glass, and then sipped it intoxicated: "I like this taste too."

After leaving Director Wu's office, Bai Mumu felt a lot more relaxed.

When the treatment ended, Bai Mumu actually didn't react.

Because after drinking the tea, Director Wu told her that the treatment was over.

[But I still can't speak? ] Bai Mumu wrote.

Director Wu smiled, and stretched out his hand to tear everything that Bai Mumu wrote today into pieces: "It's already done, leave the rest to time."

After speaking, he gave Bai Mumu a meaningful look. His gaze seemed to see the soul through his body, calming Bai Mumu's wandering mind.

Immediately, she stood up from the chair, calm and peaceful, and bowed respectfully towards Director Wu.

He is mighty, the broad mountain.

After weathering the weather, he still has the youthful demeanor and clarity, and after seeing through the hearts of the people, he can still treat everything in the world with tenderness.

For the first time, Bai Mumu had a firm belief, she thought, to become the person in front of her eyes.

Not afraid of wind and rain, after going through vicissitudes, he can still be gentle.

After closing the door, Bai Mumu leaned against the wall of the hospital corridor. The smell of disinfectant on the tip of her nose was unpleasant, but her heart was calm and satisfied.

The corners of his mouth curled up, intending to leave the hospital, when he turned his head and saw a familiar figure from behind, Bai Mumu was about to look intently, when the figure merged into the crowded sea of ​​people.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Bai Yiming.

(End of this chapter)