Sun Yingying, Vice President Jiang strolled to the neighborhood next door, which is a leisure and entertainment venue.
Pan Xiaoyu holds a basketball and is playing basketball under the basketball frame. He is flexible and vigorous.
Xu Kaining always advised, "Cao Zhihao, why don't you want to treat your legs? Don't you know that your parents especially want you to stand up and get better? Our friends especially want you to recover? Your colleagues who once fought side by side with you also want to perform tasks with you?"
Luo Jingmin also said, "even if you don't want treatment, tell us why?"
After hearing this, Cao Zhihao looked a little tangled and embarrassed, "I
He doesn't want to stand up, but now when he thinks about his work, his mind is full of the hostage who was torn up in front of him!
He blamed himself for not saving the hostages.
Seeing tears in his good friend's eyes, Xu Kaining squatted down, "Zhihao, tell me, what's the trouble?"
"Now I can see the hostage who died in front of me every night. At that time, due to my lack of ability, I didn't save her, resulting in the girl's death." Cao Zhihao couldn't help crying. At that time, the girl's soul came to him and hoped that he could accompany her.
Cao Zhihao wants to stand up. When he is cured, he will go to the police station to work. The girl can't always follow him. Cao Zhihao always felt that he owed the girl, so he chose not to stand up.
Hearing this, Xu Kaining and others were stunned, "what the hell are you?"
Cao Zhihao couldn't laugh or cry and nodded, "Hey, at first I didn't believe it. I thought it was a dream until you came to me to treat my legs. The girl stood in front of my bed every night and cried, saying that I didn't save her, so I stayed with her... I was sorry, so I agreed."
"You, how can you promise such a thing?" Xu Kaining said coldly, with an expression of hatred for iron and steel. "It's not your fault that you didn't save the hostages. At that time, the gangster had lost his mind and chose to die together, and you were hurt. How can you blame you? Don't listen to the girl's nonsense and don't promise her."
"But I have promised. At that time, I blamed myself very much. If it was someone else, maybe the rescue would be successful." Cao Zhihao choked. He never thought of such a result. He really hoped that it would be possible to rescue the hostages. But the robber suddenly collapsed and took extreme measures to die at that time. Before you die, you have to pull a cushion.
He has done his best, really!
Hearing Cao Zhihao's words, Xu Kaining was distressed, "no, you need to see a psychologist first, and you also need to find a master."
Pan Xiaoyu frowned. "It's easy to find a psychologist. I have a senior brother who came back from abroad and has a very profound research in psychology. But it's hard to find a master of exorcism."
At this time, Luo Jingmin smiled, "ha ha, I know one, and I still have real skills. You all know him!"
"Who?" the three men looked at Luo Jingmin at the same time. When did they know the master? After all, their work is to adhere to atheism, and they have never known people in metaphysics.