Crazy Psychologist

It all really started when Liu Yiming received a report from Deng Lin. The first time Chu Sisi heard Liu Yiming talk about this matter, she linked Zhou Gang to the incident of missing underwear of girls at Sumikawa Medical College.

Of course, Muchun is not sure that there is no relationship between the two things. To say that a patient who may have a "hoarding disorder" happens to be a sneaky underwear thief at Sumikawa Medical College does sound like a carefully planned and organized underwear thief. A short suspense novel designed; but the advantage of working in a hospital is that you often discover a lot of realities that are more bizarre than novels, so Mu Chun is not so easy to believe in a coincidence.

Was Chu Sisi weaving a story in her mind about a patient with physical and mental problems who was also a suspect, or was it really what Chu Sisi thought?

If these are the only two options, then the problem doesn't seem difficult to solve.

"Can Dr. Chu Sisi refer the patient to me?" Muchun asked.

"Refer to the teacher?"

"Um."

Chu Sisi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This was actually what she hoped for at the moment, not because she couldn't face a suspect, but because Chu Sisi hadn't even noticed it yet.

"Yes, but no more." Chu Sisi hesitated, not knowing how to agree to refer Zhou Gang to Teacher Muchun.

"Sisi, do you find it difficult to analyze whether what the patient said is true or false?" Muchun suddenly changed the subject.

"I think it's okay. There are some methods you can refer to, such as asking similar questions many times during the conversation and seeing if there are any contradictions in the patient's answers. This is taught in Dad's book."

Muchun nodded and then asked: "Very good, so do you think the patient always knows whether what he says is true or false?"

"I'm not sure. Sometimes patients don't necessarily know whether what they say is the truth." Chu Sisi answered hesitantly.

"Very good, then let me ask Dr. Chu again, do you think an ordinary person, I mean an ordinary person like Liu Tiantian, always knows whether what he says is true or false?"

"Does the teacher mean lying? Does it mean telling the truth or a lie? Or is there some misunderstanding in my understanding?"

"Misunderstanding. What I mean is whether people always know that what they say is true and consistent with their inner thoughts. This inconsistency may not be manifested as lying. For example, let me give a simple example. A child always Tell your mother, I'm so tired, I'm dizzy, I'm uncomfortable. Do you think the child is telling his true thoughts when he says these things? Or is he hiding something that he can't say, something he doesn't want to say, or he himself The reason is unclear...but he needs to express some of his own ideas in order to achieve some goals that he may not be aware of."

Chu Sisi was confused.

"Then according to what I want, I can come and see Zhou Gang during his follow-up visit this week, okay?" Muchun expressed his thoughts again.

Chu Sisi nodded, a little reluctantly, but more because of the indescribable feeling in her heart. It seemed that she did not hand in a qualified test paper because she gave up the test midway. Maybe she could think about it more and work harder. If you get a higher score, maybe the later questions will be easier than the previous ones.

"So is Zhou Gang coming for a follow-up visit today?"

Muchun put some hot water into the finished coffee cup.

"Yes, yes, how does the teacher know?"

"Because he's already upstairs."

Muchun held up the cup and shook it in the direction of the computer monitor.

When Chu Sisi heard that Zhou Gang had gone upstairs, she quickly picked up the treatment record book on the table, held the book firmly in front of her, fled back to Clinic No. 2, and quickly closed the door.

Muchun shook his head, confirming his suspicion.

Two minutes later, a man who was less than 175cm tall and looked slightly rounded from behind stood at the door of Clinic No. 2 and knocked politely.

Chu Sisi sat on the seat, staring intently at the purple cover of a book called "Questions and Answers on Rational Use of Drugs in the Department of Psychosomatics".

"Doctor Chu, I'm here." The man whispered.

Seeing that no one answered inside, the man put his right ear against the door, knocked on the door with his left hand, and shouted, "Doctor Chu, I'm here for a follow-up consultation."

Muchun tilted his neck and looked at the man. The fastest needle on the watch had already rotated a circle and a half.

This man is really patient.

After knocking on the door twice in a row, Chu Sisi naturally said nothing and didn't even dare to breathe normally.

She didn't know what was going on with her. In short, since she had been referred to Dr. Muchun, it would be better not to expose herself in the outpatient room.

Well, that’s it! After thinking this way, Chu Sisi sat motionless, raised her ears, and listened carefully to what was going on outside.

"Dr. Chu, I'm here. Aren't you here? Didn't you make an appointment?" The man waited persistently at the door.

"Doctor Chu went to a meeting and was not in the clinic." Muchun said while lying on the chair.

The man turned his face when he heard the sound, and reluctantly moved his ear away from the door. After hesitating for half a second, he made no intention of walking towards Muchun's clinic. Instead, he turned around and put his left ear against it.

He still held the door handle with his right hand and shook it up and down a few times.

"Mr. Zhou Gang, that doorknob is very expensive." Muchun said lazily, still closing his eyes.

Zhou Gang was a little discouraged. He looked back at the closed door step by step, and made a small "tsk tsk" sound in his mouth.

"Revisiting the consultation, right?" Mu Chun raised his head out of boredom and made an invitation gesture.

Zhou Gang stretched out his right hand and pointed at himself, "Are you talking to me?"

"Well, I'm just talking to you." Muchun responded.

"Oh, I'm Dr. Chu's patient. Why did Dr. Chu suddenly go to a meeting?" Zhou Gang squinted his eyes, as if he didn't believe what Mu Chun said, with a look of doubt on his face.

"Well, except for meetings that are stipulated in advance, everything else is done at short notice, right. Anyone who has worked there should understand."

After speaking, Mu Chun put his hands on the table, stood up bored, walked to the coffee machine, turned around, and asked, "Do you want coffee?"

"Ah, coffee?" Zhou Gang agreed uneasily, "Okay, okay, coffee, coffee, when did Dr. Chu... I mean, how long has she been having the meeting?"

After saying this, Zhou Gang turned back, expecting that the closed door of the outpatient room opposite would suddenly open, and Dr. Chu would show him a gentle smile inside.

"Here, coffee."

Suddenly, Muchun placed a cup of coffee in front of Zhou Gang with a little force. Zhou Gang was startled and turned around quickly.

Muchun walked around behind Zhou Gang and closed the door with a "snap".