The blood on my hands (1)

Xu Youyou sat beside mo shenbai, her hand covering his, although she could not touch it.

"Little white, don't listen to them. You didn't do it. You're good, you're really good."

Mo shenbai seemed to have heard her words and turned his head to look at the seat beside him.

Xu Youyou's heart trembled, and she had the illusion that she was really looking at him.

Bai Ying glanced around the room and saw that mo shenbai was looking at the seat beside him. It seemed like someone was sitting there.

He immediately felt his blood run cold.

"Hurry up and take him to the doctor."

***

Mo Teng took mo shenbai to see a psychiatrist.

No matter what the doctor asked, he didn't say anything and ignored everyone.

After listening to mo Teng's description, the doctor finally diagnosed mo shenbai as an " antisocial personality. &Quot;