Obsessive - compulsive disorder

There were no sterile gloves or latex gloves. Zheng Renhe's eyes were glued to the glass of red urine on the table.

It was really red, and it was the kind that was very uniform. However, it didn't look like bloody urine because the bloody urine was slightly turbid and not a very clear red liquid.

Zheng Ren was a little confused. What was this? If the water, food, and medicine could be excluded, it could only be considered a rare disease.

But the big pig trotter didn't give a diagnosis!

On the other side of the cup was Su Yun.

Through the glass, Zheng Ren could see that Su Yun's eyes were huge, like the eyes of a demon in the blood sea of the abyss. Su Yun must have felt the same way when she looked at Zheng Ren.

Slightly dazed, the two looked at each other through the glass of red urine. They were both silent, thinking about the possibilities.

Zhang Xinya did not rush him, but waited politely.

After a few minutes, she stood up and walked to the bathroom.