No one who should come can escape. In a blink of an eye, it was Mr. Qian's 27th day. After a day of mental preparation, everyone who was preparing for the work gathered in the mourning hall of the main house early. Han Yi brewed a pot of tea and sent it over, and then went back. There was no way. Maomao was still young after all, so she was not suitable to stay there. Han Yi had to go back to accompany him.

It was originally a worrying thing to keep Han Yi as a "orphan and widowed mother" staying in the same place, but Zheng Yi said that as long as they could subdue Mr. Qian, Han Yi and others would be safe.

Zheng Yi took some red silk threads and wrapped them around Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian's body. Although Mo Chen didn't know what the material of these red threads was, he thought that their function was to bind the Qian couple.

The sound of rain outside the window became weaker and weaker, and the wind finally stopped, and I saw a clearing moment.

Ding Si stood at the door, looked at his "home" uneasy, and murmured, "After so many days of trouble, the rain is about to stop!"

Zheng Yi said casually without hesitation, "I'm afraid it's just an illusion!"

I don’t know if it’s because I have seen many strange things, so people will lose so much curiosity. Ding Si has never asked Zheng Yi how he understood those strange techniques.

Haitang knelt in front of Mr. Qian's coffin wearing mourning clothes, and threw some paper money into the brazier from time to time. No one arranged for her to do so. But she was guilty and tried to use this method to offset Mr. Qian's resentment.

Zen Master Jingde’s little disciple knocked on the wooden fish and murmured at the scriptures, while Zen Master Jingde sat aside and meditated.

At first, the atmosphere in the house was quite tense, and after a long time, everyone was tired.

Mo Chen leaned on the back of the chair and unknowingly fell asleep...

"Doctor Mo! Doctor Mo... wake up!"

Hearing someone calling in his ears, Mo Chen opened his eyes in a daze, with modern decoration around him, and a roll of cases was spread out on the desk in front of him. A familiar face appeared in front of him, with two beautiful eyebrows and big eyes, slightly makeup, awakening Mo Chen's person, his assistant Chen Jing.

"Uh...when is it?" Mo Chen stretched and asked.

Chen Jing raised her wrist and looked at the rose gold fashion chain, and said softly, "It's almost midnight, Dr. Mo, it's time for you to get off work!"

Mo Chen rubbed his eyes and tried to wake him up a little. "Well, it's time to get off work." He got up and moved his limbs, preparing to leave the studio. When he turned around, he saw Chen Jing packing the documents on his desk, and asked, "Aren't you leaving together?"

Chen Jing did not stop her hand and said to Mo Chen, "Tomorrow morning, the patient with phantom syndrome will come to the consultation. I have to work overtime overnight to sort out all her information."

"Fantasy?" Mo Chen tried hard to search for information about the patient in his mind, but did not think of anything related to her. He may have been too tired recently to work, so he had the illusion of amnesia. He always felt that there was something to solve, but he couldn't remember what was going on.

Chen Jing casually said, "A cheating married wife, she was caught by her husband when she had a tryst with her lover. When the two were having a divorce, they never thought that her husband died in a car accident. Since then, the wife has suffered from phantom syndrome and always clamored that her husband's ghost ran back to find her."

Mo Chen frowned. He was another patient with a ghost in his heart. He seemed to have received several such cases recently. However, such patients are also easy to treat. As long as she opens up her knot and guides her in a scientific way, the recovery rate is still quite high.

Mo Chen said oh, thinking that he would naturally see the patient tomorrow, so he opened the office door and prepared to go home from get off work.

Just as Mo Chen stepped out of the door, Chen Jing suddenly called him behind his back, "Doctor Mo!"

"Is there anything else?" Mo Chen turned his head, but saw Chen Jing's lips moved, as if he had made up his mind, and told him, "Remember to do an elevator and go downstairs later, don't walk into the stairwell!"

"Ha?" The monk Mo Chen and Erzhang couldn't figure out why Chen Jing suddenly said this.

Chen Jing smiled awkwardly, "The patient said that her husband's ghost knew you wanted to help her, so she was very angry and said that she had already come to us and wanted to 'talk' with you're here."

Mo Chen was covered in darkness. He really wanted to have a cotton swab to clean his ears. Did he hear his hearing less and he heard the wrong words. "So, he was waiting for me in the stairwell?"

Chen Jing nodded, "It is said that it seems that because of the elevator in our building, the developer asked the master to be a mage when he built the building, so no evil spirit could approach it." Chen Jing shrugged, as if she was not very sure of her remarks. She turned to a joke and said, "Otherwise, the elevator in our building has never had an accident!"

Mo Chen smiled helplessly, "Okay! I will follow your advice and take the elevator downstairs." Mo Chen waved his hand, said goodbye to Chen Jing, and left the studio directly.

Standing outside the elevator door, Mo Chen felt that he had just been told by Chen Jing. What they were doing was psychological diagnosis and treatment, which was to solve the "demon obstacles" in the patient's heart in a scientific way. What happened to Chen Jing today? I was talking about it.

In fact, if Chen Jing didn't deliberately tell Mo Chen and said such strange things, Mo Chen wouldn't even want to go downstairs. After all, their studio is located on the 19th floor of this building, and walking down is really a headache.

Pressing the downward arrow, Mo Chenbai was bored and waited for the elevator to come up, and quickly picked him up to the first floor. There are three elevators that go straight up and down in this building. Due to time constraints, the property will close two of them at night, leaving only one elevator for people working overtime.

On the display screen on the floor, the red number jumped from one to 18, but stopped moving.

It's so late, who is so annoying that he keeps occupying the elevator and doesn't give it to others! Mo Chen muttered in his heart, and pressed the downstairs button again. The numbers on the display screen were still stubbornly frozen on the 18th floor, without any response.

Damn it! Mo Chen cursed in his heart. He didn't want all the time in this night to be wasted on this elevator. After thinking about it, Mo Chen decided to walk down the stairs and just happened to see who was so unethical and had been occupying the elevator.

When I opened the iron door of the safety channel, the green light of the safety indicator light came over. Mo Chen coughed dryly, but the voice-controlled light unexpectedly did not light up. Could it be that the light on this floor was also broken? It was really unlucky. Mo Chen frowned. Just use the fluorescent light of the safety indicator light to carefully step on the stairs and steps.

"Don't walk the stairs!" Chen Jing's words suddenly flashed through Mo Chen's mind.

Mo Chen paused, hesitated, and some things were like this. If others didn't deliberately say something unlucky to you, you might not think of anything. But after hearing those words, you always feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the numbers on the elevator display screen, Mo Chen calmed down and smiled self-deprecatingly. He was obviously a materialist, how could he be scared by a patient's words? Thinking of this, Mo Chen walked towards the 18th floor without hesitation. 46
Chapter completed!