Chapter 339 Between What You Know and What You Don’t Know

Sun Xiangyun's illness only broke out on Tuesday afternoon. It was supposed to be time for him to go out for a walk and sketch after lunch, but he suddenly felt that his legs could not move, and his whole body seemed to be stuck to the chair and unable to move.

His wife Amin thought it was because her husband's legs were numb, so she thoughtfully knelt down and beat her husband for a while, but Sun Xiangwen still didn't have the strength to stand up.

"What's wrong? The tests are all fine. There's not even a little bit of Alzheimer's disease."

Amin was a little impatient, because there was nothing unusual about Sun Xiangyun.

"How about I go get your brushes and easel, and you paint here for a while?"

Sun Xiangyun shook his head, feeling a little frustrated.

"I don't know. Suddenly I can't stand up."

"Stop making such jokes. Whether you are sick or not, how can you suddenly be unable to stand up? Have you always been born on this chair? Are you a mushroom?"

His wife Amin said with a smile.

Amin has always been a very optimistic woman with a good sense of humor. Sun Xiangyun also always likes to chat with his wife and enhance their relationship through chatting.

But today, he suddenly couldn't get any laugh out of his wife's jokes. He just felt his head was buzzing, as if there was a plane carrying explosives flying around.

"Amin, do you think I'm paralyzed?"

Sun Xiangyun asked sadly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? No, no, you are probably scared. Is it because of Lao Wu's incident that scared you?"

Amin asked cautiously.

"No." Sun Xiangyun denied.

Sun Xiangyun just felt that he could not move, but he did not feel any fear, but looking at his wife Amin's expression, it seemed that he did not believe him at all, so he explained forcefully - it was not because he was afraid of Lao Wu.

"But I'm afraid. I think we should send some money tomorrow. Or we can buy a bigger wreath or something. You have an idea. In fact, if you give this money to Lao Wu, it won't reach Lao Wu's pocket. Wu I won't let that child be ignorant, and I won't be willing to put it in his pocket."

Amin gently helped Sun Xiangyun beat his legs.

Sun Xiangyun thought about it for a while. He was not willing to give the money to that brat Wu Fang for free. Who is he? His father had worked hard all his life for the little family property. After giving it to him, he would no longer care about his father. How could it be so? Come on.

Thinking about Sun Xiangyun, he felt very angry. When he felt angry, his lower limbs became even heavier.

"Oh, I want to go to the toilet."

Sun Xiangyun said awkwardly.

Amin thought to himself, why is this happening? What kind of strange problem is this? There must be a shadow in his heart. Sun Xiangyun still refuses to admit it. In the past, he was not afraid of anything when traveling outside. Now that he is older, his classmates and friends have died one by one. I'm scared myself, and it's probably hard to admit it with my mouth.

This man looks like a child when he gets old.

Amin tried to help Sun Xiangyun up, and an embarrassing scene happened. This scene directly poured a bowl of rotten rice into Amin's beautiful life.

Sun Xiangyun peed his pants.

"Husband you."

Amin still couldn't believe his eyes and sense of smell.

"Amin, what's wrong with me?"

Sun Xiangyun didn't seem to know that he had peed on himself. After a few seconds, he realized that this was terrible. His whole life was ruined. As a man, how could he...

Shame plus shame plus shame, Sun Xiangyun almost cried.

Neither husband nor wife dared to look at each other. Amin wanted to find an excuse to run to the kitchen or bedroom to hide. She wanted to sleep. She just wanted to sleep.

Sun Xiangyun thought about it later. He was too strange at the time. He didn't even think about how to stand up. He also didn't think about whether he should change his pants immediately if he wet his pants in the winter. How could he change his pants now that he couldn't move? He didn't even think about it. What will his wife Amin think of him, and what will happen if others find out.

What Sun Xiangyun was thinking about was how he secretly drew the backs of girls in his class when he was a teenager, how he stared at the girl's ankles in a daze on the summer playground, and how he ate the same ice cream with a girl for the first time. That feeling of both coldness and warmth.

Yes, he was so shameless and even lustful.

So when Amin came out and told him that he was going to Huayuanqiao Hospital to find that Dr. Muchun, Sun Xiangyun felt that Amin was making a fuss out of a molehill. It felt like he was back when he was a teenager. Although this imagination only lasted for a few minutes, he seemed to have gained a new life.

"Amin, who are you going to find?"

"I'm going to Garden Bridge Hospital to see the psychiatrist you mentioned."

"Oh, in China it's still called the Department of Psychosomatics. You have to go see Dr. Muchun." Sun Xiangyun thought about it and thought that maybe he really needed a doctor to take a look at it now. What kind of doctor would be suitable?

Is it orthopedics? surgical? Urology?

Before he could figure it out, Amin had already put on his clothes, took Sun Xiangyun's medical insurance card and was ready to go out.

"It's too late for me to go now. It will take twenty minutes to walk there."

Amin said and opened the door.

"You just let me sit wet like this?"

Sun Xiangyun asked like a child.

"Then what are you going to do? You can't even move. There's nothing I can do about it. Just cover it up and hope it doesn't freeze."

After Amin finished speaking, he opened the door and walked towards Huayuanqiao Hospital.

After Amin registered Sun Xiangyun, Mu Chun saw Sun Xiangyun's name pop up on the screen. His heart thumped, as if a frog fell into a pond.

"Teacher, are you feeling unwell?" Chu Sisi closed her notes and asked with concern.

"No, the patient is here, you can listen together." Mu Chun said.

Unexpectedly, it was not Sun Xiangyun who walked into the Department of Psychosomatic Medicine, but a dignified and generous woman.

She looked to be in her fifties, and should be older than Zhang Mei, but her temperament was indeed completely opposite. She looked like a little bird, warm and dependent, and with a blue plush coat, she was less than 160cm tall, which really made people want to protect her.

Her voice was also polite and not hurried.

"Excuse me, is this the Department of Psychosomatic Medicine? Is Doctor Mu Chun here?"

Amin asked.

"I am, are you Sun Xiangyun?" Mu Chun asked knowingly.

"Ah, no, I'm Sun Xiangyun's wife, Amin."

Amin had no intention of sitting down. She only took two steps forward to introduce herself last night, as if she was ready to leave at any time.

Mu Chun nodded, and Amin got straight to the point: "My husband had a problem at home. He suddenly sat in a chair and couldn't move his lower and upper body. He couldn't even control himself. I would like to ask Dr. Mu Chun to help go to my house to take a look."