Crazy Psychologist

"Visiting a doctor?" Chu Sisi blurted out.

Muchun glanced at Chu Sisi and hinted her not to make a fuss.

However, it is not in line with the rules to visit the clinic at any time.

But what Chu Si thought was that this was really in line with Teacher Muchun's style. As long as the patient needed it, he would rush to it at any time, and he would not care whether it was to eat hot pot, practice piano with him, or go to a funeral parlor.

Amin saw Muchun's hesitation and embarrassment, took out an exquisite card holder from his coat pocket, and took out his identity certificate from the card holder.

"You can take a look, or you can stay in your hospital. The address above is the new address after updating the ID card. It is the same as where we live now. Please check Sun Xiangyun's address in the hospital system with mine. The address is the same.

I guess this should prove our relationship as a couple and that I'm not a bad person. "

Amin's wisdom and calmness are touching.

"I'll go with you right now." Mu Chun took off his white coat and then said to Chu Sisi: "There's still more than an hour until get off work. I probably won't be able to make it back. If there are patients coming, it's up to Dr. Chu. Remember to check It’s always necessary.”

Chu Sisi nodded super seriously. Although she was not confident, she always remembered what Dr. Mu said, "Just use your enthusiasm to treat it."

Enthusiasm, yes, I am eager to help patients.

So be it.

Chu Sisi sat on Mu Chun's seat, feeling anxious. Before Mu Chun walked out of the corridor of the Department of Psychosomatics, she quietly took out a small notebook from her pocket and began to review the previous cases.

Li Nan, she marked [obsessive thinking] and [obsessive behavior] next to it.

Ding Jiajun, [Walking Corpse Syndrome], no, no, it seems not, and later it turned into [Extreme Sadness] and [Depression].

Hu Peng, [repeated inspection]

Chu Shenming, [Phobia of marriage].

Wu Fangmei, []? ? ?

Slim and graceful, [depression]? ? ?

Zhao Min, [false pregnancy]? ? ? ?

Liu Mo, [Thyroid Dysfunction]

Shen Fan, [Kleptomania]

Chu Sisi found that she couldn't fully understand some conceptual issues. She didn't know why, but it was obviously like this, but it was wrong.

How to put it, it’s like if you go to McDonald’s to buy French fries, you must think that French fries are long, golden, and sprinkled with white sea salt.

But the waiter at the food pick-up area smiles and brings you a spiral-shaped French fries topped with cheese and meat sauce.

The waiter looked at your silly look and put the plate on the table impatiently. You looked at the food in the carton in front of you and asked shyly, "Are these French fries?"

The waiter glanced at you and said, "Yeah, these are French fries."

It should be, but something doesn't feel right.

When reading, I am most afraid of reaching this stage, and I am most afraid of this kind of half-understanding.

Law, like medicine, cannot tolerate half-understanding or half-understanding, and the Department of Psychosomatics is no exception.

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Walking outside the hospital, Muchun realized that the cheerfulness of the morning had disappeared, and the air was replaced by humidity and stickiness. No one liked this weather, as if he had to open the cap of an oil bottle stained with oil with his hands. No one would be happy to do this.

The asphalt road is like this, covered with a thick layer of sticky moisture.

Amin coughed, and Muchun coughed too. The two laughed, and Amin said: "The air is really not good."

"Yes, in recent years, the smog around the sea has become more serious in winter. This year's smog seems to have only started this week, but it seems to be very serious today. It's already afternoon."

Amin nodded, "We always travel in winter, to the southern hemisphere or simply to the colder north, but this year we happened to plan to travel only after the New Year. You see, doesn't this mean a lot more things to do."

Muchun already knew that Sun Xiangyun was a scholar, but he did not expect that his wife was even more intelligent, and she looked like Xiaojiabiyu, but she was really beyond appearances.

"To be honest with the doctor, although I don't understand medicine, I think my husband has some assumptions or worries that he himself is not aware of. I think these worries are inevitable for people, but in fact they are unnecessary. of.

I couldn't explain it clearly to him, I just could understand it myself, but after seeing him go to the hospital twice, he seemed to be a different person when he came home. I guessed that the doctor must be very powerful. Not only do you understand many things in life, but you can also make others understand and listen to you. This kind of treatment is amazing. "

Muchun shook his head, "It's not enough, it's not as good as you said."

"Doctors must not be humble. I thought he was a male doctor in his fifties with rich life experience. I didn't expect that when I met him today, he turned out to be such a young and handsome young man."

After Amin finished speaking, he chuckled twice, and the haze between the two did not block the laughter.

When she reached the door of her house, Amin took out her keys and was about to open the door, but Muchun reached out to stop her.

Whispered: "Ring the doorbell."

Amin nodded and did as he was told.

Ding dong!

no respond.

Ding dong ding dong!

Quiet.

Ding dong ding dong ding dong!

A voice sounded from inside the door, "Who is it? No one at home can open the door."

Although this answer is very realistic, it is actually somewhat humorous.

"Looks like she's in a good mood." Muchun said to Amin, and then motioned for her to open the door.

"Doctor Mu? You are really here."

Sun Xiangyun, who was sitting at the dining table, greeted Muchun with a smile.

"Yes, I'm here to see your paintings."

This time Mu Chun was talking about him, Amin couldn't answer the words at once, so he could only ask Mu Chun to sit down quickly, while he ran into the kitchen to prepare tea for Mu Chun.

"I can't even take you to see the paintings. I can't stand up. I don't know what happened. It's like my wife said I turned into a mushroom. I'm glued to this chair."

Sun Xiangyun said to Muchun as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Yes, I believe it now. Painter Sun really can't stand up because he peed his pants for an hour. A normal person would feel uncomfortable. Everyone would find a way to stand up and change into clean pants. "

Amin was not nervous at all. He moved a chair and sat far away from the two of them, looking through the "Van Gogh Manuscript" placed on the small round table.

"Ah, is it still because of that thing?"

Muchun asked.

"No, I'm not afraid of death anymore. I think it's useless to be afraid of death. What should come will still come, and what should die will still come."

Sun Xiangyun took an orange and turned it around in his hand, not seeming to eat it or not wanting to eat it.

Just hold it in your hand to pass the time.