章 1251: Strangling oneself to death is a kind of illness

"Possessed?" Chang Yue's words were filled with disdain, but after saying that one sentence, she realized that her attitude was preconceived and a little impolite, so she stopped.

"Yup," The patient's daughter did not mind. She smiled bitterly and said,""Five years ago, my father had a stroke and had to take some medicine for a while. The results were not bad, but after that, when I was training in the rehabilitation ward, something strange happened. "

The office was quiet. It was a sunny afternoon, but the patient's daughter's voice had a hint of eeriness to it. Chang Yue suddenly felt a little cold.

She took a glance, stood up, and sat beside Zheng Ren.

Chang Yue subconsciously thought that President Zheng was more yang - spirited and that even if there were some strange and confusing things, it would be fine as long as he was around.