Crazy Psychologist

There are many people in this world, many, many.

On the surface, it seems that people live confidently and enviably; they all have their own opinions and are free and easy; such people and that kind of people have different hearts, but on the surface they appear to be very similar.

Behind the glamor, confidence, and beauty, there are some things that can defeat everyone just like diseases, such as loneliness, or the robe of night that is deeper than loneliness. Its name is elegant and cold, and it is called depression.

The feelings of depression and loneliness are like sugar and molecular particles melted in sugar water. The description itself is the most suitable description, just like the elf of civilization that scientists are trying to find - metaphor.

Schrödinger used his extraordinary human imagination to separate several simultaneous possibilities in a series of overlapping dreams.

However, those assumptions that may indeed exist cannot really solve the pain people suffer, the unbearable loneliness, the powerlessness of being unable to love again, and the thoughts that can never be sorted out.

The little things that determine your destiny, the details as small as dust.

A loss, a sadness, a bowl of cold wine.

The clouds are very low, pressing down on pedestrians. Some people are able to escape the encroachment of loneliness. For example, Chu Lin's determination is just like the frost in the cracks extinguishing the fireworks of hopeless passion. One place is extinguished and the other is reborn. Love has not disappeared. Love changes its subject, from parasitic dependence to self-sufficient loneliness.

Liu Tong is still wandering, partly living in her past emotions, looking for the shadow of a person in different people. Memory is like silk, draped on her skin, and over time it becomes another layer of skin.

No one can escape the fetters of loneliness, and the melody that carries through life changes into different flower names in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Like Liu Tong, Hao Xiao could partially freeze and partially move forward, but she could not continue walking. At a certain moment, a gust of wind gently lifted her up and then threw her down heavily, like a rose climbing a roadside wall falling into the icy water of the night. among.

The night of death has no temperature.

Fate is unfair to everyone.

Shen Zifeng troubled Fang Ming. Fang Ming was not easily affected by other people's emotions, but Shen Zifeng was. He said that he was afraid that Hao Xiao would really die. His worries turned out to be true. He should have been more afraid because of this. Some people because of their experiences It was difficult to get out of the shadow of death for a long time, but Shen Zifeng seemed to be a blessing in disguise, and he realized a new way of life. He said to Muchun: "I have thought about other people's life and death. I can't control another person. We are doctors. Only by curing your own patients can you live up to your responsibility and value life."

Dean Jia gave Shen Zifeng the opportunity to study abroad. Fang Ming had fought for Shen Zifeng many times before. Dean Jia always seemed as if nothing had happened. This time he actually informed Fang Ming that he wanted Shen Zifeng to Study hard, the new hospital building is about to be completed, and there will be more patients in winter.

Hao Xiao's story spread quickly in the hospital. According to Liu Tiantian's statistics, there were five male doctors in the hospital who visited Hao Xiao's home. No one knew which subject teacher taught her statistics.

"So should I go or not?" Chu Sisi thought deeply.

"What did you say? Of course I won't go." Liu Tiantian frowned and looked at Chu Sisi with an incredulous expression. He picked up a piece of eel from her lunch box and brought it to his mouth.

"If you know that a person is going to commit suicide, can you really do nothing to save him?"

"Miss Chu, you don't need the mother's heart. Don't forget, good intentions lead to bad things. Let's talk about what our Officer Liu taught you. You are so soft and weak on weekdays. If it comes to that kind of situation, even if you go, you can still be saved. who?"

"But I always feel something is wrong. To tell you the truth, I can actually understand Dr. Shen. If I know someone... or if someone I know clearly tells me that he is going to die, and at that time I know where he is. I feel that I will be uneasy, and I can never pretend that I don’t know.”

"Even if it's a trap?"

"trap?"

"For example, to trick you and then hurt you?"

"Ah..." Chu Sisi looked shocked, "This... is not impossible. From a human perspective, all kinds of evil are possible, but if you know a person, it's like Dr. Shen and Hao Xiao are both from Huayuanqiao Hospital and can be considered acquaintances, so crimes like this are not suitable to be discussed in this situation."

"Simple, so simple." Liu Tiantian shook his head, "What does Doctor Mu think?"

"Me? I went." Mu Chun continued to read the book, while listening to the music flowing on the vinyl record player. The one currently playing was Beethoven's "Spring Sonata", Oistrakh's piano The sound is elegant, warm, and beautiful.

"That doesn't count for you. Our question is whether we should go there if we know it might be a false alarm. Or, to be more direct, whether we should go there when we don't know whether the other party is really going to extremes. water."

"Teacher, you don't have to answer if you think it's difficult to answer." Chu Sisi said anxiously.

Muchun still buried his head behind the book and replied listlessly, "Go, if I think I should go, I will go."

"See, the teacher said so too." Because of Muchun's support, Chu Sisi pursed her lips and glanced at Liu Tiantian, a flash of light flashed in the corner of her eyes, confident and brave.

"You are all... lunatics. You have probably forgotten what happened last year. Do you still remember the time when you tricked a group of girls into having a party and several of them died? There are many bad people in this world. We are doctors, not police, okay? .”

"But what about the painter? If the teacher hadn't rushed over, the painter with walking corpse syndrome might have turned into a real corpse."

"You mean Ding Jiajun? That guy was a patient after all. He was too sad at that time. He was a simple patient. He was sick and terminally ill. But some people are not. Some people are half patients and half devils, such as the man who killed many women. A man of children.”

"I won't argue with you anymore. I'm afraid that if someone around him really says that he can't think about it, Liu Tiantian will still rush over without hesitation."

"I won't."

"you will."

The passing of life comes to an end at the dinner table where people eat. First, the body dies, then it becomes a topic in other people's mouths, and finally it gradually turns into nothingness that cannot be touched in the dust.

It is better to be alive than to be dead. The time to die will be long, while the short decades of living are fleeting in comparison.

For the time being, Chu Lin understood this thoroughly and lived so brightly that Ning Tao's love was nothing more than a page of a thin novel or a long and monotonous ditty to her who did not love the new life.