Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"The next time is 5 p.m., you can come directly!" Seeing off the last patient to consult, Lisa leans on the sofa a little tired. Eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, I think the psychiatrist is a good position. He looks tall and bright. He can make money just by moving his mouth.

But no one knows. They are the trash can of all negative emotions, and all people talk about their dark thoughts. The idea of terror is to the doctor.

But no one thought that psychiatrists are human. They also feel tired, sometimes they feel loveless and even want to take revenge on society.

After calming down for a few seconds, Lisa picks up the case in progress again. Looking at the woman in the picture being tortured to pieces by her husband. There was a chill in Lisa's heart.

"Is a man who beats a woman human? Beast! Scum It seems that this case has brought back bad memories for Lisa. The feeling of violence deep in her memory made her shiver.

"Lisa, you've grown up. You're no longer the one who needs to look at people's faces and live a servile life! "

Lisa rushes to the bathroom. When the cold hand fell on her face, she calmed down a little and looked at her pale face in the mirror. She gently comforted in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." repeated Lisa. The phone on the desk suddenly rang. There's another thrill for Lisa.

Dry your hands when you pick up the phone. Her face suddenly turned pale. The corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, and there was a trace of fear and trembling in his bright eyes.

"So slow to answer the phone! What are you doing? " The person on the other end of the line is Lisa's uncle, the man she hated and had to depend on.

Ruisha heard hang Qingyu's angry voice, and her whole body was tense subconsciously. Swallow saliva, try to talk about their state to adjust to the best.

"I'm sorry, I just went to the bathroom, and then I heard the phone ring..." Lisa controlled her mood, trying to make herself more calm to deal with uncle's questions.

"You think I don't know the purpose of your return? So anxious to return home to find that man, you think that man can protect you! Don't forget your last name. You can't escape all your life! "

The man on the other end of the phone has a low voice and is hoarse. With full threat, she clenches her teeth with her fist.

"Uncle, I just returned home because there is more room for psychological development in China. I have grown up and don't need anyone's protection!"

There was an imperceptible tremor in Lisa's voice, but she thought that if she continued to be weak now, she would be slaughtered in the end.

"Ha ha, I'm good at being smart! Have you met Mu Jingyang? " He suddenly turned the topic to Mu Jingyang, and his tone was full of Mu Jingyang's interest.

"Anyway, I'm a Chinese. I've been making money abroad for so long, and I want to return home and make some contribution to my country!" The man said, just to eliminate the voice.

"I investigated Mu Jingyang's enterprises. They have great potential. Cultural media and architectural projects are outstanding!"

Lisa stood up to her uncle's words and frowned slightly. On the one hand, she worried that her uncle would really return home, so her life would return to the feeling of darkness.

On the other hand, she felt that what her uncle did was not a legitimate business. If Mu Jingyang was involved, Mu Jingyang might be destroyed in the future.

"Emotion is the most useless thing. It's better to exchange it for some money. In fact, Lisa, if you can lure Mu Jingyang to bed and help me blow my ears, I won't treat you badly in the future!"

The man laughed louder, and there was no hidden disdain for the feelings of Lisa, and the tone of ridicule made the whole person angry.

"Uncle, please show some respect! I have nothing to do with Mu Jingyang. I won't trade with Mu Jingyang because of your business! I'm still busy. I'll talk to you next time! "

Lisa hung up the phone, tears bit by bit to stay down, think of their parents died early, think of their own lonely life, think of the abuse she had been in uncle's place, Lisa can't help crying.

Everyone's happiness is the same, but everyone's misfortune is not the same, no one can sympathize with your pain.

"Jingyang..." Ruisha takes out her mobile phone and dials Mu Jingyang. Mu Jingyang's voice on the other end of the phone was a bit lazy, as if he had just woken up.

"Jingyang, did I disturb your rest?" Asked Lisa, red eyed and choking. He was her favorite, and she didn't want him to see himself in a mess.

"No, I just got home and fell asleep in the car. How strange is your voice? Are you sick? " Mu Jingyang listened to Lisa's voice and asked with concern.

"Well, I've got a cold, and I don't feel well in my throat and nose." Lisa listened to Mu Jingyang's voice, her cold body gradually got some temperature, and her uncomfortable mood also got better.

"I'm just... In a bad mood. I want to have a chat with you..." Mu Jingyang asks what's the matter with Ruisha. Ruisha wants to tell him that her uncle may be going back to China and will attack you, but the fear in her heart once again defeats reason and swallows her words.

"It's rare that you want to tell me something about your mind... Speak slowly and I'll listen." Mu Jingyang gestured to hang YunRuo to answer the phone. Hang YunRuo nodded and made noodles in the kitchen.

"In fact, it's no big deal. I met a case of domestic violence today, and I feel a little uncomfortable!"

Lisa curled up in the corner, holding her arm tightly, like a wronged child, with a heartbreaking tone.

"Domestic violence is really uncomfortable, but your professional level should not be affected so much. What's the matter?"

Mu Jingyang thought of the time when Ruisha had just returned home. He said his life lightly. At that time, he didn't ask much. After all, it was someone else's private matter.

But under such circumstances, Mu Jingyang knows that the life she once said is certainly not the whole story.

"Mu Jingyang, I'm a human being, and a professional doctor will get sick. I've told my patients countless times to relax and let go of the past, but I can't do it myself. Those in the past, are my heart's nightmare, a shadow, lingering! Mu Jingyang, tell me how I should learn to be brave