Crazy Psychologist

Muchun could tell that Fang Ming was a little depressed and a little self-blame. At this time, it was really meaningless to ask him if he had called or sent a message to the professor. Obviously, Fang Ming must have done all these things before he came to the fifth floor.

"He should weigh many aspects and then make a better decision." Muchun said.

Fang Ming shook his head, "It's mainly because of his illness. I think he still hasn't given up on thinking about his illness. In my opinion, this kind of thinking does not necessarily have any benefit to the teacher's current situation. Even if it does, for example, it will Let the teacher pay more attention to his own treatment. No matter what, he will actually pay attention to it. What I am worried about is that he will make other less than ideal choices without trusting me. Will humans have this kind of choice? What’s the situation?”

"You're saying that you don't trust one person's advice because you don't want to trust that person, and then you accept the advice of another person because you don't trust that person's advice, and the acceptance of the latter is largely irrational. Rather than being measured, it is dominated by emotions and affected by distrust of the original person?" Mu Chun tried his best to describe Fang Ming's worries.

He seemed to think it was not enough, and suddenly disappeared in front of Fang Ming's eyes.

"Mu Chun, where are you?" Fang Ming was startled, why did Mu Chun, who was talking just now, suddenly disappear.

After shouting again, Fang Ming discovered that there seemed to be the sound of rat rhinoceros under his feet.

He knelt down and took a look. He saw what kind of mouse was there. It was Mu Chun who was looking for something under the table.

"What are you doing, Dr. Muchun, can you be more serious? If you just treat patients like this, I will still propose to the dean's office to move the Department of Psychosomatics from the fifth floor." Fang Ming said pretending to be angry. .

"Ah? Do you want to move out? I thought I had already shown extraordinary talents and gained a lot of reputation for our hospital in the society. Shouldn't Dr. Fang Ming help to say a few good words to the dean, right? , we may need a nurse here, preferably one who is prettier. Patients, especially our patients in the psychosomatic department, may feel better when they see a beautiful nurse. Really, it is better than a male doctor like me. A thousand sentences or ten thousand sentences are all useful." Muchun was so eager to finish these words that he squatted under the table and did not get up.

"Doctor Muchun, can you get up first before talking?" Fang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Speaking of which, being disturbed by Mu Chun's neurotic brain circuit, Fang Ming seemed to be less upset in his heart. If he had known better, he would have come to chat with Mu Chun first thing in the morning.

"Well, I got up and finally found it." Muchun rolled up his sleeves happily, and then he was busy looking for something on the table.

"Is there a black hole on your table? Why can't you find anything?" Fang Ming mocked maliciously.

"It's true! You're right. Every time I look for something, I can't find it. I suspect that my desktop can travel through time and space, or that time and space are superimposed, or that there are multiple universes on my desktop." Mu Chunnao The hole was wide open, and Fang Ming was confused as to what he said.

Then, Fang Ming coughed before Muchun calmed down.

"Can't you find the pen?" Fang Ming asked.

Mu Chun nodded obediently, "Yes, have you?" Before he finished speaking, Mu Chun had already seen Fang Ming holding his black pen in his hand.

"Give it to me quickly." Muchun said.

"Why do you, a male doctor, use a 0.38 nib pen? Don't you think your writing is not smooth?" Fang Ming looked at the pen nib and asked with a frown.

Generally speaking, doctors are less likely to choose a pen with a nib that is too thin, because it is not conducive to fast writing. The thinner the nib, the easier it is to scratch paper. Doctors' writing often requires speed and smoothness, so few doctors will choose pens below 0.5. EF nib pen.

Seeing that Muchun cared so much about the pen, Fang Ming couldn't continue playing and handed the pen to Muchun.

So Muchun quickly drew a few squares and a few stick figures on the paper. The squares and stick figures were connected by straight and wavy lines of different lengths.

"That's it, take a look." Muchun turned the paper and put it in front of Fang Ming.

Fang Ming watched for a minute, then recalled what Muchun had just said, dragging his cheeks and thinking for a moment.

"Yes, this is indeed the case. Because he cannot accept my point of view, he is more likely to believe that other options are good for his body. At this time, rationality may not be able to play a role." Although Fang Ming was sad, he also recognized this fact. , since it is based on science, it is useless for him to worry now.

I felt a little more relaxed just now when I saw Mu Chun's silly look. Now that I can see the painting clearly, I should be able to feel completely relieved.

"That's it. Sometimes, I feel helpless, but there is nothing I can do about it." Mu Chun patted Fang Ming's shoulder. Fang Ming nodded. He remembered that he saw a very familiar girl when he came upstairs, so he asked Mu Chun. Chun asked if it was the person he had in mind.

"Yes, it's Xu Dan." Muchun didn't deny it. After all, Fang Ming was also involved in the whole thing.

When he heard it was Xu Dan, Fang Ming became more alert.

"I've always thought this thing was a bit weird. A girl who committed suicide suddenly disappeared and made a fuss. She called us all over, but I was not there. This thing is a bit weird." Fang Ming folded the paper given to him by Muchun. Put it in your pocket after three times.

Seeing Fang Ming's action, Muchun couldn't help but laugh, "Director Fang secretly hid the cheat sheet? There's no exam, so why are you hiding it?"

Fang Ming didn't think so much at first, he just thought the picture was good. Mu Chun also analyzed the professor's sudden departure very clearly, so he folded it and put it in his pocket. Unexpectedly, Mu Chun took the opportunity to ridicule him. Ichiban.

This is a bit too unfriendly.

It seems that this mental and physical department is still a bit unreliable. But speaking of which, why did Xu Dan come to the fifth floor? Could it be that he is here to cause trouble for Muchun?

"Xu Dan is here to see you?" Fang Ming stood up and asked.

Muchun did not deny or nod. Fang Ming didn't like this ambiguous expression, so he asked again, "What's going on? As doctors, it's best not to get too involved with these things, and we should focus on the hospital." Daily work is better.

Dean Jia has always said that doctors should know how to love themselves and never be affected by the outside world. We should pay attention to our patients."

"Ah, yes, so I asked her to go to the surgery for a check-up. It looks like Dr. Shen Zifeng is checking her out. Do you want to go down and ask about the situation?" Mu Chun said with a smile, not caring about Fang Ming at all. Some well-intentioned advice was kept in mind.

"Okay, I'll go down and ask." After saying this, Fang Ming looked at the voices coming from the outpatient clinic opposite, and then asked, "Are there any patients across the way?"

Mu Chun answered frankly, "It's Doctor Chu. Maybe I'll take a look." After saying that, Mu Chun ran back to the computer and checked the registration system. Sure enough, a male patient named Liu Yuan registered just ten minutes ago. , should be in Chu Sisi's clinic now.

"Dr. Chu is now ready to treat patients? Or is it just to take care of the patients while you are busy and do some routine examinations and communication?" Fang Ming was a little confused. If he really wanted Chu Sisi to see the patients directly , Muchun is also a bit too ridiculous. How can a law graduate student who got an internship in a hospital through connections be able to treat patients in one year?

This mental and physical department is really like a circus.

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Fang Ming returned to the surgical clinic, but there happened to be no patients, so he asked Shen Zifeng if there was a patient named Xu Dan. Shen Zifeng squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Remember, this girl is the same as the girl in the second dimension. I mean she is similar to Sakura in Fate. Her temperament is exactly the same. If Sakura comes to the real world If so, it should be similar to Xu Dan."

Fang Ming knew what a girl from the second dimension looked like. Qiu Ping's eyes were so big that it was unreal. When she first came to the hospital for treatment, Fang Ming was very sympathetic and caring towards her, mainly because of her inherent weakness. After hearing what Shen Zifeng said, Fang Ming roughly guessed Xu Dan's situation.

"Speaking of which, this girl has no gastrointestinal problems. This is her examination report. I have already obtained it." Shen Zifeng handed the report to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming took it and looked at it. He didn't see any problems, so he raised his head and asked Shen Zifeng, "What's written on the checklist?"

Shen Zifeng smiled again and complained maliciously, "You will never guess who issued the inspection order."

Fang Ming had known for a long time that it was Mu Chun who issued the checklist, but seeing Shen Zifeng so happy, he wanted to act with him. There is an ancient saying about "the beauty of adulthood", so Fang Ming asked curiously, "Who is it?" Is it Jiang Hong’s side?”

Shen Zifeng shook his head proudly and shook his shoulders up and down a few times. It seemed that this matter really made him happy.

Fang Ming was a little confused. Didn't Shen Zifeng have a very good relationship with Muchun? Why did he become so eccentric now, and was he so happy to see Muchun's jokes?

"Are you still saying that?" Fang Ming's face darkened and he returned to his usual seriousness. Shen Zifeng knew that he had gone too far, so he had to quickly reveal the answer to the mystery, "It's Mu Chun. The examination sheet prescribed by Dr. Mu Chun said it was stomach bleeding."

"Ah? Stomach bleeding? No problem was found on the gastric bleeding test sheet?" Fang Ming was a little dizzy now, "Was this stomach bleeding how many years ago or did it happen recently?"

Shen Zifeng shook his head innocently. He really didn't know this because he only had a checklist in his hand.

"I just helped with the consultation, I really don't know anything else. Fortunately, this lovely girl is fine. However, this girl told me that Dr. Muchun not only asked her to come for a surgical examination, but also I also ordered an electrocardiogram, thyroid function and trace element tests. Anyway, there are many tests. Do you think Dr. Mu is a bit cruel?" After Shen Zifeng finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Fang Ming. The result was Fang Ming. I didn't see how big his eyes were.

"Are there still patients who don't want you to see a doctor because of your small eyes?" Fang Ming suddenly changed the topic, and Shen Zifeng immediately noticed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Do you know who this female patient is?" Fang Ming asked, looking down at the examination results.

Shen Zifeng shook his head, "I don't know, how do I know? He's just a patient in the Department of Psychosomatics."

"You know the news about a girl's live broadcast of a suicide attempt that has been trending recently, right?" Fang Ming asked.

"You know a little bit. What does it have to do with this girl?" Shen Zifeng replied.

"That's the girl."

When Fang Ming said this, a glass of frozen orange juice seemed to be poured into Shen Zifeng's head.

Boom. Suicide attempt!

Fang Ming briefly told Shen Zifeng what happened before, and then discovered that Shen Zifeng really didn't seem to pay attention to the news on the Internet, and didn't know what he was busy with after work.

"Now she suddenly appears at the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center and went to Dr. Muchun. Do you think she did it on purpose?" Shen Zifeng touched his chin and expressed his doubts attentively.

"Why do you feel like this? Is this your first feeling as a bystander?" Fang Ming was a little curious.

"I can be considered a scumbag who relied on a lot of mystery novels to get through winters when I was studying in medical school, so I am more interested in this kind of cases and reasoning. I just said this casually with a sense of reasoning. , Teacher, don't take it to heart." Shen Zifeng shook his hand and smiled sheepishly.

Fang Ming also laughed. Not to mention, Shen Zifeng's idea was really possible. Even Fang Ming couldn't figure out how Xu Dan could suddenly appear at the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center today if he didn't do it deliberately. On the fifth floor, I happened to find Muchun again, and then...

Thinking of this, Fang Ming suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders. He turned around and looked at the wall-mounted air conditioner behind him, then reached under the air conditioner to feel the temperature.

"It's the warm wind, right?" Fang Ming said to himself.

Shen Zifeng took a look at the air conditioner remote control and found that it was indeed in the heating mode. So he asked softly: "What's wrong, teacher? Is there something wrong?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of something." Fang Ming hesitated, thinking about it but still had no intention of telling Shen Zifeng.

After all, this matter seems a bit strange. If it is really what he thinks, this Xu Dan is really a very elegant woman, and she cannot be equated with this weak and frail woman.

At this moment, an old patient in his seventies walked into the surgical clinic, and behind him stood a girl with white skin, cautious and even timid.

It wasn't any other patient, it was Xu Dan.

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Fang Ming felt that Xu Dan must have seen him sitting in the clinic, but Xu Dan didn't seem to see him. He walked straight to the seat in front of Shen Zifeng and sat down, and then said, "Dr. Shen, I'm sorry. Excuse me for disturbing you, I went to the examination room and the nurse said that the examination sheet had been sent to the surgical clinic and asked me to come and get it myself."

When Xu Dan spoke, he seemed to be struggling. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't have enough breakfast or because the girl was tired from going back and forth for inspections.

Because the girl's voice was very soft, Shen Zifeng's voice also became softer. As a result, Fang Ming's old man's voice suddenly sounded throughout the entire clinic because of his bad ears, "Doctor, I want to check my blood pressure." , I feel dizzy, dizzy.”

While patting his head, he spoke loudly. Shen Zifeng instinctively glanced at the old gentleman, but Fang Ming noticed that Xu Dan was sitting on the chair, not moving at all, as if the sudden noise did not scare her at all.

This seems somewhat contradictory to her weak image.

Fang Ming couldn't explain clearly. He always felt that something was wrong somewhere, but he couldn't explain exactly what this strange feeling was about.

Doctors should not be biased, especially against every patient.

Fang Ming still remembers that the professor had always mentioned this before. Once you have a preconceived understanding of a patient, it is easy to have a fixed mindset during treatment, and you will not be able to see some symptoms, and you will overlook some important aspects.

For example, Fang Ming thought that his neglect of Liu Mo's condition might be due to his preconceptions. He always felt that Liu Mo had been in good health since he was a child, and his cousin was good at taking care of Liu Mo, so children of this age had to eat too much. There was no time to digest the food, and the intestinal tract was acutely blocked.

At that time, Fang Ming did not immediately think of whether he had thyroid or other problems.

Fang Ming sighed quietly and focused on the old man's blood pressure.

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Chun rode a bicycle to Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center and did not go directly to the outpatient building. Instead, he went to Bai Lu's ward first. The nurse told Mu Chun that Bai Lu had been discharged from the hospital. When she was discharged, she also asked if Dr. Mu came to visit her. Just say everything is fine and don't worry.

Muchun's heart skipped a beat. Everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

After leaving the inpatient department, Muchun passed by a small garden along the corridor. In the garden, there were several old people sitting in wheelchairs basking in the sun. They seemed to be in good spirits. Across the garden is the outpatient building of Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center. At one o'clock on Wednesday afternoon, there were still many people queuing in the outpatient hall, many waiting, and many looking solemn.

Muchun quickened his pace and walked to the stairs. He was not used to taking the elevator, because the elevators in the hospital needed to take care of patients, so it was better for doctors to take more steps.

Mu Chun also deliberately did not let everyone know that he could take the elevator to the fourth floor and then walk to the fifth floor in order to let the patient walk more and have as many opportunities to move as possible.

Many psychosomatic patients suffer from reduced mobility during depression, so Muchun did not tell him on the sign that he could take the elevator to the fourth floor and then walk to the fifth floor.

In the same way to stimulate patients' mobility, Muchun also placed a treadmill in the office and even changed the original floor into a floor for dance practice.

Although these are all sponsored by Lawyer Zhang.