Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"At present, there is no problem in this scheme. After you left, I also checked the psychological treatment and saw many similar treatment schemes!"

After seeing the plan, doctor Zhuang felt that there was no problem in the plan. He patted hang YunRuo on the shoulder and said he didn't need to worry about it.

"Good! Please, Dr. Zhuang. I may have to come to you often in the future! " Hang YunRuo said gratefully to doctor Zhuang, who waved his hand with a smile.

"But your husband's condition is serious. You must pay attention to his changes. Don't miss any emotional changes. The key point of treatment is when you are especially happy or lost!"

Hang YunRuo nodded busily and kept doctor Zhuang's instructions firmly in mind. Mu Jingyang's health is what she is most concerned about now. If she doesn't have a healthy body, everything will be in vain.

After a few words with doctor Zhuang, hang YunRuo leaves. When he returns to Yu SuBai's ward, he finds that they are still talking and they are not bothered.

Hang YunRuo calls Mu Jingyang at the door of the hospital and tells him that he has come out of the hospital and plans to go home. Mu Jingyang orders him to wait for him at the door and so on, and then he comes out of Ruisha's clinic.

The wind at night is mixed with snow, and the chill makes hang YunRuo shiver. Hang YunRuo stomps his feet and decides to walk slowly so that Mu Jingyang doesn't have to drive in.

Out of the hospital, hang YunRuo stands on the side of the road waiting for mu Jingyang to come. At this time, there are still a lot of pedestrians on the road. One by one, cars are speeding by in front of hang YunRuo's eyes, with gusts of wind.

"How cold! Go home and make yourself a bowl of ginger soup, or you'll catch a cold! " Hang YunRuo murmured in a low voice, looking for mu Jingyang's shadow in a pile of cars.

Suddenly, a car stops in front of hang YunRuo. There is no reflective film on the window. Hang YunRuo looks at the people in the car unintentionally and immediately stands in the same place.

But want to carefully identify the person in front of her, is not the impression of people, the car has quickly started up, flying away from her eyes.

Hang YunRuo rubbed his eyes and looked at the car again. He couldn't see people for a long time. He could only vaguely see the number on the license plate, as if there was a three.

Hang YunRuo scratched her head with some chagrin. She should protect her eyes more. When it comes to the housekeeper's time, her eyes will drop the chain.

"Is that mu Zhenlun?" Hang YunRuo murmured in a low voice, trying to recall the person he saw just now, constantly comparing with mu Zhenlun in his impression.

The impression of Mu Zhenlun is gentle and elegant. She always has a gentle feeling. Later, it was in the event of Mu Wanli that she saw mu Zhenlun's true face clearly.

Red eyes, ferocious smile, murderous... Hang YunRuo can't forget the suffocation feeling of being pinched by mu Zhenlun that day.

But with such a contrast, the face of the man he saw just now was a little blurred, and hang YunRuo stamped his feet with hatred.

Then he took out the sketch book in his backpack, spelled out the last trace of memory, and drew the man's fuzzy face on the paper.

After finishing the painting, hang YunRuo looks at the sketch book in his hand. He looks too much like mu Zhenlun, but shouldn't mu Zhenlun be in prison?

Even if the sentence is changed from death penalty to life imprisonment, it will take decades to get out of prison. Why is mu Zhenlun out of prison now?

"Am I blinded?" Hang YunRuo rubbed his eyes and didn't dare to believe what he saw. He looked up at the direction of the car's disappearance and shook his head helplessly.

"YunRuo, why are you standing here? How cold it is! Get in the car Mu Jingyang looks at hang YunRuo standing in a daze on the side of the road.

Some distressed people took hang YunRuo's hand and put it directly in their clothes. Hang YunRuo quickly pulled out his hand for fear that the ice would reach Mu Jingyang.

"It's too cold, it will be broken..." hang YunRuo moved again and found that his hand was still tightly held by Mu Jingyang, and then he put it in his clothes.

"As long as you don't get frozen! What are you doing out there with your sketchbook? " Mu Jingyang looked at hang YunRuo's sketchbook, some unknown, so he asked.

"Ah... Jingyang, look at the person in this book. Who do you think he looks like?" Hang YunRuo handed his sketch book to Mu Jingyang.

Mu Jingyang took the sketch book in doubt and looked at the man on the paper seriously. The more I saw it, the more familiar I felt. After a person's name flashed in my mind, my face became gloomy.

"Do you think... This man is very similar to Mu Zhenlun?" Hang YunRuo's voice is unbelievable. He stares at Mu Jingyang tightly. He secretly expects Mu Jingyang to tell himself that he has made a mistake.

But as Mu Jingyang's expression became more and more heavy, hang YunRuo's heart began to sink. Is that man really mu Zhenlun?

"When did you see him? Is it near here? " Mu Jingyang asked, full of bad premonitions.

"Just a few minutes before you came, I stood here waiting for you, and I saw his car. Originally, I wanted to make sure whether it was him or not, but the car drove away, and I vaguely saw a three behind the license plate."

Hang YunRuo said dejectedly. Mu Jingyang nodded and patted hang YunRuo on the shoulder to calm his mood.

"It's normal that you don't see clearly when it happens suddenly, but do you see clearly what car has color?"

Hang YunRuo closed his eyes and tried to recall the car he had just seen. But at that time, all the attention was on the person's face, and he didn't pay attention to other things at all.

After thinking about it for about 5 minutes, hang YunRuo opened his eyes and spoke out his impression of the car.

"It should be a purple or black car. There is no reflective film on the window. There should be a small decoration in front of the co driver. As for the others, I have no impression!"

Mu Jingyang edited the document of what hang YunRuo said and sent it to Liu Zheng. He told Liu Zheng to check the owner of the car.

"Let Liu Zheng check today to see if he can get any information." Mu Jingyang's brow slightly stretched a little, thought about it and still felt uneasy. "Tomorrow I'll go to the prison to have a look. This is the fastest way to confirm!"

Hang YunRuo nodded, a trace of fear rose slightly in his heart. Mu Jingyang rubs hang YunRuo's head and smiles at him.

"Don't worry, if we can beat him once, there will be a second and a third! Don't be afraid, I'm always by your side! "

Hang YunRuo nodded, but still felt uneasy. Everything will wait until tomorrow when Mu Jingyang goes to the prison. Even if Mu Zhenlun has the ability, he can't fly out of the heavily guarded prison!