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Chapter 55 A Big Misunderstanding
On the other end of the phone, after Chen Qing promised, he didn't hang up the phone.

"Sir, that doctor just called and said he found Miss Yi Meng's treatment records."

"Oh?" Situ Nanke was immediately interested, "What's new?"

"There is nothing special in the records, but there are some drug records showing that Miss Yi Meng had used fluoxetine at that time."

Situ Nanke naturally didn't know much about medicines, so he immediately asked, "What kind of medicine is that for treating any disease?"

"It's...depression!"

depression? !

Situ Nanke turned his face and looked in the direction of the bedroom.

"do you have anything else?"

"There are also some stable drugs, which are suitable for mental illness."

"Okay, I know."

Throwing the phone on the coffee table casually, Situ Nanke frowned slightly.

In the bedroom, there was a strange noise.

He walked over quickly and pushed open the door.

Drunken and hot, she just instinctively took off her clothes, throwing her shirts and skirts all over the floor.

When Situ Nanke pushed open the door, the little girl was pulling her corset with her eyes closed.

Seeing her shoulder straps slip off, there was a muffled buzz in his feet, and he hurriedly pulled the opened door and closed it again.

Throwing away the clothes, Yi Meng threw herself back into the pillow and continued to sleep.

Uneasy after all, Situ Nanke pushed open the door again, and sure enough, she was also covered with a quilt, half lying on the bed, holding a pillow in her arms, and one leg was raised on the pillow.

That gesture only made his blood surge.

Lowering his eyes, he walked over and pulled the thin quilt that fell on the ground to gently cover her body, fearing that she would be too hot, so he thoughtfully left her arm and a calf outside.

The little girl was already in a deep sleep at the moment and didn't respond.

His eyes fell on her flushed little face, Situ Nanke stretched out his palm, and gently helped her brush away her messy hair.

Looking at her face, he still couldn't hold back, bent down and kissed her shoulder lightly.

Sitting sideways beside her, looking at her sleeping profile, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

In my memory, Yi Meng was the same as now, optimistic and cheerful, how could she suddenly suffer from depression? !
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Outside the window, the sun was setting, dusk was approaching, and then came the warming spring night.

In the distance came the sharp and long meow of cats. In this warm season, these always lovely animals began to show their instinctive restlessness.

Yi Meng, who was sleeping on the pillow, moved, and she got up from the bed, rubbed her eyes and yawned, ready to get up and go to the bathroom.

She got up from the quilt, stretched out her feet and shook them, but she didn't catch the expected slippers.

Where are the shoes?

She reached over, touched the lamp switch on the bedside table, and pressed it.

The lights came on, reflecting everything in front of me.

She opened her eyes in doubt, and glanced over her toes hanging in the air, and then saw the beautiful blue carpet under her feet.

carpet? !
When will there be an extra carpet next to her bed?

No, why is this bed sheet also blue?
Most of the chaotic drowsiness woke up at once, and Yi Meng quickly looked around.

It's not a small room, with an elegant abstract oil painting hanging on the clean wall.

White wardrobe, bedside table, desk lamp... everything is brand new, nothing looks familiar.

Yi Meng's gaze swept across the entire room, and then returned to herself.

(End of this chapter)