Chapter 520 Between Frozen and Melted

The busy Raohai City is only free of traffic jams at midnight. It only took 15 minutes to get from the seaside trail to Bai Lu's home. After Mu Xiao stopped the car, he put on the hood of his hoodie, got out of the car, and opened the back door.

"I hope she doesn't vomit today."

After unbuckling the seat belt, Bai Lu fell towards Fang Ming. Mu Xiao grabbed Bai Lu's hand. Mu Chun had already walked to Mu Xiao and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

"It's better not to. If someone takes a photo of her, it will be very troublesome. Bai Lu is not an ordinary citizen with no fame at all. If you see her drunk in the bar, someone may have seen it, and it will be used as news hype in the near future."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, he dragged and carried Bai Lu out of the car. "Bai Lu, Bai Lu, we're home. Wake up and go back to sleep later."

Mu Chun talked for a long time, but Bai Lu didn't wake up.

"How much did you drink?" Mu Xiao asked while supporting Bai Lu.

"I'm afraid he doesn't want to wake up. If he doesn't want to wake up, it will be too troublesome. Otherwise..."

Mu Chun hadn't finished speaking yet, Mu Xiao smiled and began to shake Bai Lu. After shaking a few times, Bai Lu did open her eyes slightly, "Mu, Doctor Mu, I'm sorry."

Bai Lu felt nauseous and vomited again. After vomiting, she finally sobered up a little and helped Mu Xiao back home with great embarrassment.

When Mu Xiao came back from Bai Lu's house, he smelled sour again.

"I'm convinced." Mu Xiao said with a smile, "Other psychophysicians sit in the outpatient department waiting for patients to come to see them and prescribe medicine. Doctor Mu Chun sends drunk patients home at 12:30 in the middle of the night. Two."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, he gestured the number "2" and walked into the driver's seat.

The next thing was more troublesome than sending Bai Lu home. No one knew where Fang Ming lived.

"Or look at his phone, just open JD.com or Amazon or Taobao, you can easily find the address."

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, Mu Chun shook his head, "It's definitely not possible, this is a kind of snooping into other people's privacy, and the phone can't be opened, usually the password is set."

Mu Xiao shook his head, and shook his right hand in front of Mu Chun's eyes for a few times, "Maybe it's fingerprints."

"It may also be facial recognition."

The two couldn't help laughing, and after leaving the community where Bai Lu lived, Mu Chun said: "Or let's go to my house."

"It seems that this is the only way, you can't go to my house."

"Of course not." Mu Chun flatly objected.

"Let's change clothes." Mu Xiao said, parked the car on the side of the road, and unzipped it.

"I think it smells pretty good." Mu Chun suddenly said.

"Eh? Such a sour smell, I can't stand it myself. A drunk person really can't spit out anything good."

"No, no, no, I think it smells good. It reminds me of a patient I met in prison recently. It's good. Let's open the rear window so that the air in the car can flow and the smell will soon disappear. I think you seem to have cleaned it, right?"

"Uh, Director Fang will easily catch a cold if the rear window is opened." Mu Xiao said with concern.

"It's okay. If he can wake up after blowing the wind, we can send him home directly."

Mu Xiao helplessly smelled the sour smell on his body, turned on the left turn signal, and drove the car back to the main road, "Are you still living in the same place?"

The atmosphere in the car was a little awkward, and Mu Chun nodded vigorously, "Yes, still."

He turned his eyes to the window. The night was clear, but his mood was up and down. I don't know what was going on.

This night is really too long! Mu Chun was moved again in his heart.

Mu Chun did not ask Mu Xiao to help Fang Ming upstairs. First, she could not help much. The corridor was very narrow. It was too difficult for three people to go upstairs at the same time. This was the disadvantage of the old-style elevator apartment. The corridor was very narrow, and almost all public spaces were compressed, just to allow one more family on each floor.

Who made Raohai famous for its high land prices?

"This place is not cheap now. Even such old-style public housing costs 60,000 or 70,000 yuan per square meter." Mu Xiao said casually from behind.

Fang Ming was slightly heavier than Mu Chun. He was hanging on Mu Chun, which was a test of Mu Chun's physical strength. Fortunately, he insisted on exercising all year round, so he didn't spend too much effort to help Fang Ming home.

The moment he opened the door, Mu Xiao stood outside the door and couldn't believe what he saw.

The room was exactly the same from the layout to the decoration. The color of the curtains and the color of the tablecloth were exactly the same as a few years ago.

Everything was clean, the kitchen was neat and tidy, and there were very few things in the living room, except for books and notebooks.

Mu Chun helped Fang Ming to the bedroom and gave his bed to Fang Ming.

After returning to the bathroom and washing his face, Mu Chun walked back to the living room with a towel and saw Mu Xiao staring blankly at his desk, on which were the cases and notes that Mu Chun had been sorting out recently.

"Xiao Xiao, do you want to clean your clothes?" Mu Chun said with concern.

"I... OK." Mu Xiao said and walked into the bathroom with his head down.

The room was almost unchanged, and Mu Chun was almost as gentle and serious as before. Will he continue like this?

Mu Xiao took off his hoodie and cleaned it with water and hand sanitizer, then walked back to the living room with the wet clothes.

"Did Dr. Fang Ming not wake up at all? Did you turn him over on his side, in case he vomited while lying flat and choked?"

"Yes, I used a pillow to cushion him. If he vomits, just vomit on the bed so he won't choke." After speaking, Mu Chun picked up a white sweater and cardigan from the sofa and handed it to Mu Xiao.

Under the orange light, the white sweater was dyed with the color of the sunset, and Mu Xiao's eyes were covered with a layer of sadness at dusk.

"This is."

Putting down her own pink hoodie, she picked up her own white sweater.

"This is my dress, you always."

Mu Xiao choked up and was speechless.

"Xiaoxiao. The air conditioner in the room hasn't heated up yet. You should put on your clothes first so you don't catch a cold."

After speaking, Muchun sat back at his desk and picked up a note, which contained notes on taste disorders and related cases.

She originally wanted to say something, but when she saw that Mu Chun seemed to be having some difficulty while holding the notes, Mu Xiao put on her sweater and moved a chair to sit next to Mu Chun.

"Tell me, did you encounter any difficulties? Dr. Muchun encountered difficulties. It must be a very interesting case. I am really looking forward to learning from it."

Mu Xiao smiled slightly at Mu Chun, her crooked eyes filled with the clear moonlight in the breeze.