Crazy Psychologist

"It's different. It's completely different. Impersonating Zhao Ping and thinking that you are Zhao Ping are two completely different things."

"The more I listen, the more confused I become."

Liu Tiantian sat on the chair, feeling that her brain was completely exhausted. If she continued like this, she would definitely have nightmares tonight.

In the dream, a girl wearing a goose-yellow dress had blood dripping down her legs as she walked. Then she stepped on the blood, leaving sticky footprints on the white floor tiles of the hospital.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder.

"This girl thinks she is Zhao Ping, not that she is impersonating Zhao Ping."

"How could this be the case? Why is this happening?"

Muchun shook his head, obviously he still hadn't found the answer.

"but."

Mu Chun scratched his head, "However, this matter must be related to the child, and also to the person named Peng Yan. She is indeed not a patient of the family planning and obstetrics and gynecology departments, she is a patient of the mind and body department. What is this girl's name? Woolen cloth?"

Muchun closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Maybe it's called Zhao Ling or Zhao Min. Of course it doesn't matter what it is called. We will always know. Even if we don't know, we just need to make her willing to be herself."

Muchun asked Chu Sisi to look through Xiaolin's circle of friends from beginning to end. There were several photos of Zhao Ping in them, which indeed looked exactly like the patients in the hospital.

It's just that her figure looks taller, but that's not true in the photo.

Liu Tiantian said that it is difficult to see the height difference between two people in photos unless they happen to be standing next to each other.

But there are some clues that can be seen from the same clothes. This is her dressing experience for many years.

"Although this girl looks very similar to Zhao Ping, this tailor-made dress is obviously not customized according to her figure. This dress should belong to Zhao Ping."

Liu Tiantian's inference was affirmed by Muchun.

"But why does she think she's pregnant?"

Liu Tiantian still remembered what Dr. Jiang Hong said. The girl named Zhao Ping once threatened to die and insisted that Dr. Jiang Hong help her get rid of the child.

"Maybe she likes this man named Peng Yan. It's normal for two sisters to like the same man. And it sounds like she likes this man named Peng Yan very much."

"You must have read too many romance novels. This is a hospital, and we are talking about patients now."

Chu Sisi retorted.

"I think what Liu Tiantian said makes sense. Maybe that's what happened, hahaha."

In such a gloomy weather, in the face of such a strange thing, Muchun could still laugh. Chu Sisi felt that the people who came to this room and the doctor in this room were both sick.

"Chu Sisi can just ask Xiao Lin again and ask Teacher Zhao if he has an older sister or younger sister."

Xiao Lin said he didn't know if he had sisters.

After listening to Liu Tiantian's account, Jiang Hong became furious, "No way, there is no such possibility."

Liu Tiantian was startled by Jiang Hong's angry rebuke, and he did not dare to say another word to Jiang Hong when he was on the fifth floor with Chu Sisi and Muchun. However, what Jiang Hong said was also very thought-provoking.

Jiang Hong said, this thing is a prank by this girl. I think prank is the best explanation. There is no better explanation than prank. She is deliberately looking for trouble. She is looking for trouble in our hospital. She is full of space. Or maybe there is something wrong with your brain.

Liu Tiantian didn't understand why Jiang Hong said that, and felt aggrieved. However, Muchun told her that the matter was very simple. In the eyes of an experienced obstetrician and gynecologist who was over fifty years old, how could a normal person unswervingly believe in I was pregnant, and I even had morning sickness.

The most incredible thing is that Dr. Li Zhou in the ultrasound examination room told Jiang Hong that the girl's lower abdomen was really bulging. If he hadn't been convinced that the examination machine was in good condition, there would have been no mistake. He also doubted whether the first two examinations were done by himself. He was derelict in his duty, because she looked too much like a pregnant woman. He had seen too many pregnant women, and there was really nothing about her that was unlike a pregnant woman.

This feeling is so incomprehensible.

Over the next three days, Zhao Ping's morning sickness became more intense. At midnight on Monday, she felt severe pain in her lower abdomen. The pain was dull at first, but later turned into a severe pain like a landslide. Her face turned pale. Covered in cold sweat, she struggled to crawl from the sofa to the bed. She was alone at home and had no strength to pick up the phone and ask for help.

She vomited on the bed, vomiting brown liquid, and there was a sour smell on the pillow and sheets.

From midnight to four o'clock in the morning on Monday, she endured the pain like this, sometimes conscious and sometimes blurry. In the end, when emergency personnel broke in, they found that she was unconscious.

"It seems to be a smart speaker alarm system."

Fang Ming's tone was very stiff, as if someone had caused trouble for him, but he had nowhere to complain.

"It was supposed to be sent to Kyoichi University Hospital two kilometers away, but instead it was sent here."

At seven o'clock in the morning, when night shift doctors are often the most tired, Fang Ming held the coffee and swallowed it in mouthfuls.

"Why did Dr. Mu come to the hospital so early?"

"I passed by while running. I haven't been sleeping well recently, so I get up earlier and earlier in the morning to run."

The corners of Fang Ming's mouth twitched, and he didn't know if he was smiling.

"Is this patient a famous dancer?" Fang Ming asked.

"Ah, I'm not familiar with this. Dr. Fang is really accomplished in art."

Fang Ming raised his eyebrows, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were still quite bright.

"I was supposed to be selected into the national dance troupe, but later it was said that because of a man, I stayed in a university to teach dance."

"Ah, this is even more unclear. How did Dr. Fang know?"

"Surgeons like ballet a lot, maybe because they also demand perfection in the pursuit of details. When they enjoy the ballet performance, they will lift up their heart and gradually make that heart strong and peaceful."

"So that's it." Mu Chun showed an expression of envy and fascination. Mu Chun, who had not yet changed into a white coat, took another white coat from the emergency room and put it on. This time, his luck was not as good as the last time he treated Xiao Lin. alright.

This white coat was so small that it almost covered Mu Chun's body. The hem of the white coat was short, and Mu Chun was wearing running shorts. After the exercise, the autumn wind blew through the corridor window and hit him, making him shiver. For a moment.

This time Fang Ming saw it again.

"Why does this patient have previous treatment records from our hospital?"

"Ah, yes, she came to see the doctor."

"Do you want to see a psychosomatic doctor?"