Crazy Psychologist

"Or do you think you have encountered any difficulties?" Muchun asked again.

Chu Sisi was still unwilling to answer, and there was an extremely contradictory emotion in the entire clinic room.

When Mu Chun saw Chu Sisi being so entangled, he did not continue to ask. He just said with concern: "I will contact Teacher Mu Xiao and ask her to help you look at this patient."

"Why?" Chu Sisi suddenly asked nervously.

Muchun's brows furrowed slightly, but he soon relaxed them. He folded his hands behind his head leisurely, turned the chair, and lay down at a 165-degree angle, closing his eyes as if he was too lazy to speak.

"Teacher? Just now you asked Senior Sister Xiao to contact me?"

"Well, I said before that I could let Dr. Mu Xiao be your supervisor. Although you need to run to both hospitals, just think of it as exercise. The ride only takes a little more than twenty minutes. Dr. Chu can ride a bike."

Chu Sisi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Muchun's tone was completely different from just now. She was particularly caring and serious just now, but now she was normal casual.

"Of course I can ride a bike." Chu Sisi replied.

"That's good, then I'll ask Teacher Mu Xiao to come here and learn about the situation in the community hospital."

"What? Asked me if I can ride a bicycle and asked Senior Sister Xiao to come to Huayuanqiao Hospital? Is Teacher Muchun confused again?" Chu Sisi thought secretly.

After Mu Chun finished speaking, he stretched and said, "But Dr. Mu Xiao is not so easy to hire. It is not easier to hypnotize her or guide her spirit than to climb Huashan Mountain."

What's the meaning? Chu Sisi was a little confused. Is it difficult to ask Teacher Mu Xiao to come to Huayuanqiao Community Hospital? Does the teacher still need to use such serious words as spiritual guidance and hypnosis?

"Speaking of it, it is really the most difficult thing to influence a person's thoughts, but some people are particularly susceptible to hints and then being controlled. For example, does Sisi know about a course called PUA?" Mu Haru smiled slyly.

Chu Sisi trembled exaggeratedly when she saw Muchun's expression, "I don't know what the teacher is talking about, but why does it sound so weird?"

"Nothing. I'm writing a chapter in a new book recently, which involves [Emotional Substitution] and [Empathy]. It just reminds me of the PUA course that became popular some time ago. Speaking of which, this thing is really useful. There may be more Peers provided some cognitive psychology advice."

Chu Sisi, who was increasingly confused about what Mu Chun was talking about, stood up and planned to go back to her "second clinic".

Muchun didn't stop him, and a patient just walked in at this time.

Chu Sisi nodded and left the clinic. The new patient looked at Chu Sisi with an unusually sunny smile.

This smile was really bright. Although Chu Sisi did not see the patient's face directly, Chu Sisi could feel her heart trembling slightly just from the understatement of the smile when she passed by.

The man greeted Muchun politely, "Hello, doctor, I am Yang Xing."

"Hello, hello, welcome." Mu Chun stumbled to his feet as if he had just woken up. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with the talented and extraordinary-looking Yang Xing. Yang Xing smiled and shook hands with Mu Chun generously.

"Why does the doctor look more nervous than me?" He is nearly 185cm tall, wearing a pair of black and gray-rimmed glasses, his skin is as white as a woman's, and his figure is similar to that of a popular male star. He looks like an Internet celebrity from a boy band. feel.

As a man, Muchun had to marvel in his heart - could there be such a beautiful man?

He silently glanced at the registration system:

Yang Xing is 23 years old.

Not a local from Raohai City? 23 years old? Looks like you're still in school or just graduated from college?

Mu Chun secretly looked at Yang Xing in his heart and sighed to himself: "He can't be a rich second generation scholar who is handsome, rich and knowledgeable."

If this is the case, it must be checked carefully.

Seeing that Muchun was a little flustered, Yang Xing was not in a hurry to speak, and sat upright opposite Muchun. If I were to rate this sitting posture, I would probably give it 100 points. I don't know how much better it is than Muchun's sitting posture. Times.

How should I put it? What people fear most is comparison. Most people definitely think that there is something special about sitting. Sitting is just sitting. What difference does it make between you and me?

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. When harm occurs, a comparison will make an immediate difference.

Yang Xing's sitting posture is like a sitting posture that has been trained in etiquette, how to place the feet, how to place the head, where to look at the eyes, whether the shoulders and neck are natural, every part looks very relaxed and casual, but the whole person Sitting there is like an actor with professional dance or acting training.

Simply perfect!

Mu Chun cleared his throat, swallowed awkwardly, and said, "This is the Department of Psychosomatics of Huayuanqiao Hospital. I am the director of the Department of Psychosomatics here. My name is Mu Chun. You can just call me Doctor Mu."

After saying that, Muchun picked up the cup and took a few sips of water.

Yang Xing slowly replied: "Well, hello, Doctor Mu, I'm Yang Xing, and I'm here to ask you some questions."

"May I ask a question?" Muchun sniffed and asked.

Yang Xing didn't think there was anything strange about Mu Chun's behavior, and answered Mu Chun's questions easily and calmly, "Yes, I have some questions that I would like to ask Dr. Mu Chun. I guess you are the one who can answer my questions." people."

"Me? Answer the question?" Mu Chun shook his hand and took a few gulps of water. "I treat people, so I'm afraid I can't answer any questions."

Yang Xing thought to himself, this doctor is really a bit different from the legendary one.

Aren't there many articles that write about him as a great person, such as "Psychiatrist who predicts things well and prevents a girl from committing suicide" and "psychiatrist who bravely solves the case of nanny murdering elderly man". In short, many articles mention this little-known person. The psychosomatic doctors are full of praise.

Although it is better to meet him than to be famous, the current impression of this psychosomatic doctor on Yang Xing is that meeting him is not as good as being famous.

Yang Xing laughed secretly, but on the surface he still maintained a smile as bright as stars. Red lips and white teeth are often used to describe women, but this Yang Xing also had such clean lips and white teeth.

In comparison, Muchun was simply ordinary, squeezed into the subway and looked like a gray-headed and featureless working dog.

But now that we are all here, we have to see how much this doctor weighs. Maybe he is a real person and does not show his face?

Yang Xing decided to ask. After all, he has not found anyone who can give him satisfactory answers to these questions so far. Is there anyone in this world who can understand him?

Yang Xing was really troubled.

"Would you like some coffee?" Mu Chun was a little anxious when Yang Xing didn't speak, so he stood up and planned to make himself a cup of coffee. Out of politeness, he asked Yang Xing if he also wanted a cup.