Crazy Psychologist

After Zhang Wenwen came back, the three of them went upstairs together. Chu Xiaofeng knew that the three of them were coming to the house for dinner today, but he was still very happy when he opened the door.

"Ah, I have never thought about the three of you coming to my house for dinner together." Chu Xiaofeng said as he greeted everyone to come in.

After washing his hands one after another, Zhang Wenwen stood excitedly in the middle of the living room and turned clockwise and counterclockwise, as excited as a child.

"Oh my God, why are there so many professional books? If I had known earlier, I should have come to the teacher's house to steal a few books and read them back." Zhang Wenwen said while browsing the spines of the books, row after row, one after another.

Chu Xiaofeng stood at the door of the kitchen and said: "I don't have too many books here. Now I suspect that Muchun's family has more books than mine."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chun quickly shook his hand and said implicitly: "No, how could it be possible? In terms of the types of books, I may indeed have more books at home, but when it comes to books on psychosomatics, the teacher's living room and study room are the treasures. , what I have can definitely only be said to be the tip of the iceberg, so why bother?”

Mu Xiao looked at the pair of master and disciple in front of her, who were as cute as children praising each other. She couldn't help but recall the days when she was studying. At that time, Mu Chun's eyes were always filled with books, and his heart was always thinking about how to help those in need. People in trouble.

I don’t know if it was because he read too much or for some other reason. Muchun began to doubt the things he once firmly believed in. Even Professor Chu

Memories are like silk and melted sugar, hard to sort out, yet nostalgic.

While my thoughts were swirling, Zhang Wenwen's voice broke in, "Senior Sister Xiao also has many books. You are all scholars."

"It sounds like you are not the same, are you kidding me," Xiaoxiao politely replied, then walked to the bookshelf and drove Zhang Wenwen to the bookshelf on the opposite wall.

"Smiling senior sister is just domineering, which is not good." Zhang Wenwen complained angrily.

"It is true that teachers have more professional books here. Muchun's taste is too broad. He reads all kinds of books, including mystery novels, horror novels, horror mystery novels, science fiction novels, pure literature, philosophy, religion, mythology, science, and classical literature. , Sartre finished reading Wang Yangming, Byron finished reading astronomy, and yes, there is also the Latin American literature that he was obsessed with, and what other generation has the explosion of Latin American literature."

Mu Xiao talked about the books Mu Chun had read like a treasure, and Mu Chun himself felt a little dazed.

"Latin American literature is true. He really likes Latin American literature." Chu Xiaofeng took the apron and wrapped it around himself, then threw two oranges to Mu Xiao and Zhang Wenwen respectively.

This throw made Muchun extremely unhappy.

"Why don't I have any oranges to eat?" Muchun asked.

Chu Xiaofeng walked to Muchun and chuckled, and said softly: "You have to go to the kitchen to help me cook."

Zhang Wenwen also heard what Chu Xiaofeng said and smiled secretly at Mu Xiao. Mu Xiao pretended not to hear it at all and was looking for the book he wanted on the bookshelf.

Muchun said "Okay" and then followed Chu Xiaofeng to the kitchen.

He thought the professor had something to say to him alone. The professor was indeed talking to him, but what he was talking about was not his own business at all.

Chu Xiaofeng handed a basket of chopped cabbage to Mu Chun, and then asked: "How is Sisi's study status recently?"

Muchun poured the cabbage into a large stainless steel bowl and said, "Sisi is very attentive, very hard-working, very." He wanted to act as natural as possible, but the finger joints of his right hand were still a bit unruly. Muchun guessed it was because the water was too cold.

"I actually don't care if she becomes a doctor or a lawyer. Maybe her mother will want her to choose to become a lawyer because of some kind of competitiveness. What do you think?" Chu Xiaofeng asked Muchun while cutting carrots.

"It seems that I can once again prove that my choice is correct." Mu Chun continued what Chu Xiaofeng said.

"Some of the hidden emotions may be like this, but it's not important. I think Chen Weiwei is a good man who understands life better than me. In fact, I prefer a life of freedom and freedom. Having a wife and children is very important to me. Although it’s good, it doesn’t actually add much extra happiness.”

The reason why Zhang Mei decided to leave Chu Xiaofeng seemed to be just as the professor himself said, he was more suitable for a life alone.

Muchun looked at the kitchen, which was not too clean, the living room, which was not too tidy, and the professor, who was not in good physical condition, and didn't know what to say.

He is one of the few psychotherapists who doesn't know what to say.

"I don't think Sisi is very suitable to be a psychosomatic doctor." After draining the cabbage, Muchun squatted on the ground, took out a pan from the cupboard and placed it on the stove.

"Why?" Chu Xiaofeng asked.

Muchun told Chu Xiaofeng a little about Zhou Gang's case, focusing on some of Chu Sisi's persistence in treating Zhou Gang.

"Perseverance is not a bad thing. I know that a doctor's desire to help patients is a very powerful force, but Chu Sisi is too eager to be a helper."

Before Muchun finished speaking, Chu Xiaofeng burst into laughter, and the two people outside the door heard the laughter.

Zhang Wenwen walked to the kitchen door curiously, opened the kitchen door with a bang, "What is so funny?"

"Mu Chun is so funny." Chu Xiaofeng still kept laughing, as if he hadn't heard such a good joke in several years.

Muchun foolishly turned on the stove and slowly heated the pan, his face expressionless, as pale as cabbage.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Xiao also came over to join in the fun.

Zhang Wenwen volunteered to explain to Mu Xiao, "Professor Chu said that Muchun is very interesting, but this is true. I also think Muchun is very interesting."

"I think too, Mu Chun is a very interesting person." After speaking, Mu Xiao glared at Zhang Wenwen, turned around and left.

The smile was still on Chu Xiaofeng's face, and this smile almost brightened the depressed mood of the three of them. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about Chu Xiaofeng's illness, and was completely immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the gathering of teachers and students.

"Professor, what are you laughing at?" Zhang Wenwen would not let this go easily. Standing outside the kitchen, he put pieces of oranges into his mouth leisurely and urged the professor, "What are you laughing at?"

Chu Xiaofeng waved his hand, drove Zhang Wenwen back to the living room, turned to Mu Chun and said, "I won't speak ill of you in front of them. When it comes to being too emotionally involved, Mu Chun, you are not necessarily better than Chu Sisi." Where to go?"

"But I won't blindly persist and bring danger to myself. The patient seems to have [hoarding disorder]. In fact, his greatest pleasure is talking about vulgar and disgusting things. It is not uncommon for people to have this hobby, but Sisi is a female doctor." Muchun said worriedly.