Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 75 College Joint Performance

Only Chu Sisi felt that the laughter of the two people in the clinic was extremely scary, just like a horror movie.

Knowing clearly that a girl is not pregnant, but asking her to undergo examinations that only pregnant women need to undergo, perhaps only Mu Chun in the entire hospital can do such a thing.

Because he was a little curious about this patient named Zhao Ping, Liu Tiantian specifically checked her examination records. He did not expect that Muchun would ask her to do so many examinations.

A full set of blood tests, B-ultrasound, microbiology, electrocardiogram, hormones...

It's just nonsense.

Jiang Hong saw the inspection record and said the word "nonsense" gracefully.

"Forget about the electrocardiogram and microbiological examination. She just did the B-ultrasound last week and there was nothing there."

"There is also a blood test. Anyone who can understand the indicator values ​​can know whether she is pregnant or not."

In the family planning office, Jiang Hong closed the door tightly. The weather outside the window was gloomy. October was approaching late autumn, but it seemed that a typhoon was heading towards the city.

Jiang Hong's friendly face couldn't help but darken.

"I heard that you are very familiar with the Department of Psychosomatics. Is this Muchun reliable?"

Liu Tiantian shrugged, "Isn't it Dr. Jiang who asked Li Xiaomei to find Dr. Mu? Could it be that Dr. Jiang was at his wits' end and made this move?"

Jiang Hong reluctantly admitted that he really had nothing to do. Zhao Ping must have gone crazy in this situation.

Zhao Ping carefully walked between the floors to complete the examination, while Chu Sisi communicated quietly with the examining doctor at staggered times.

"It's Zhao Ping again. I checked her last time. There was nothing in her belly. She's not pregnant at all."

"Yes, the Department of Psychosomatics wants to ask Dr. Li for help. Find a B-ultrasound certificate of pregnancy for her."

In the ultrasound examination room, Dr. Li Zhou's face was completely submerged in darkness. Occasionally, the light from the instrument shone on his face, flickering in and out.

It seemed that Li Zhou, a doctor in his forties, did not want to agree to Chu Sisi's request.

"Please, patients in the Department of Psychosomatics are special. Some requests may seem bizarre. The authenticity of this report will not affect Dr. Li. Dr. Mu has already written a description of the condition, an application for assistance, and a statement of responsibilities."

Chu Sisi placed three copies of the materials that had just been printed and still had residual heat from the printer in front of Li Zhou.

Li Zhou frowned in the darkness.

It is not uncommon to find an ultrasound room to assist with treatment, but the ultrasound room has its own rules, and some things will not be agreed to casually, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when something goes wrong.

The relationship between Chu Sisi and the dean was extraordinary. It was no longer news. Although Li Zhou didn't like to hear these gossips, he had heard many nurses and doctors talking about it.

The hospital is neither small nor big, so Li Zhou paid more or less attention to matters related to the director.

The curtains opened with a bang. Although it was a cloudy day, white light suddenly shone into the examination room. People's eyes are always a little uncomfortable when they suddenly see sunlight in the darkness.

When Chu Sisi's eyes adjusted to the new brightness, the curtains were closed again.

"Okay, I understand. But I can only write "early pregnancy" in the examination report. The B-ultrasound picture will not be printed on the report. I can't draw one by hand, right? Otherwise, I will have to find another pregnant woman's examination. The image replaces Zhao Ping's.

It would be inappropriate to do this. Even with these three materials, I can't help.

After all, this is not a crime of falsifying examination results, but involves exposing patient privacy and falsifying medical imaging materials. After all, I want to go to court. "

"That's it. No video material is needed."

Chu Sisi stopped as soon as she was satisfied. When she walked out of the examination room, Zhao Ping was already queuing up at her seat.

"You are the doctor from the Department of Psychosomatics, right?"

Zhao Ping stood up with a smile and greeted Chu Sisi politely.

"Well, yes, are you lining up now?"

"Yeah, the nurse said you have to wait until you have urgent urination before you can check. It's the same as last time."

"Well, the uterus is behind the bladder. Only when the bladder is full can we see clearly the situation inside the uterus through ultrasound."

"Yeah."

Zhao Ping lowered her head and stroked her belly.

His face was full of happiness and sweetness.

The goose-yellow dress was a little too long on her body, reaching less than an inch above her ankles.

But... the advantage is that this slightly wider skirt can cover her bulging belly, which is really round and big.

Zhao Ping is very thin, and the dancer has a petite figure without any excess fat on her body. So the slight protrusion of the belly is particularly obvious.

No wonder she wears such a large skirt every time she goes out, probably to cover her belly.

"I came here by subway this morning, and there were people on the subway who offered me their seats."

When Zhao Ping spoke, her eyebrows were crooked and her eyes were crooked, looking like a little woman immersed in happiness.

"Won't your boyfriend come with you? He is very busy at work?"

Chu Sisi asked according to Muchun Guan's words.

Zhao Ping lowered her eyes and said nothing at first, and then said, "He was too busy. I originally asked the driver to take me here, so I thought there was no need to bother, but I was afraid that driving by myself would not be good for the baby, and the subway was only one stop away." , just came by myself.”

"As long as you discuss it."

Chu Sisi was about to walk away when Zhao Ping said again, "By the way, this surgery should be quick. I have to catch up with the dance troupe's performance and will have a college co-performance soon. It won't have any impact on my body." Yes."

College co-star? Isn't this the performance that Xiao Lin said he would participate in no matter what?

"Are you going to participate in a college performance?"

Chu Sisi asked along.

Zhao Ping replied with pride in her eyes, "Yes, we have been preparing for a long time. This year's university joint performance will definitely have good results."

"What dance are you rehearsing?"

"Ah, a very famous ballet, "Swan Lake". Of course it's not the whole ballet, just a small part."

"I seem to have heard of "Swan Lake" somewhere."

Muchun was humming an unknown song while running. The song was so miserable that it would be an exaggeration to say that it was like a ghost.

"It's the dance Xiao Lin is rehearsing."

"And the Far North University Dance Troupe?"

"Yes, Far Bei University is about a twenty-minute walk from here. Xiao Lin also lives nearby, so there is no accommodation. If Zhao Ping is a member of the Far Bei University dance troupe... then she may know Xiao Lin."

"A classmate?"

Muchun ran faster and faster, panting while talking.

"It's impossible to be in the same class. Zhao Ping may be a graduate student, and Xiao Lin is only a freshman."

"It's not difficult to understand. Many foreign university dance troupes and orchestras have a very wide age range. Many of us here are in their twenties and are studying for graduate school, while overseas they go back to school to study for graduate school in their thirties or even forties. So, Age is not a big issue.”

Muchun was right, and Chu Sisi had no doubt about it.

Speaking of the dance troupe in the Far North, Chu Sisi remembered what Xiao Lin said a few days ago.

It is said that the dance troupe encounters some difficulties, but will work hard to achieve good results. What difficulties could it be?

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