Crazy Psychologist

What, how could there be a problem with the answer? Besides, those things can’t be considered a problem.

Hey, what kind of place is this? Please find out, please. The problem is not that place or those things, but other things.

How come it comes from the gallbladder problem?

"Get up."

Chu Sisi opened the curtains, took off her mask, and threw the disposable examination gloves into the medical waste bin.

"Put away the mattress sheet, which is still in the trash can next to it, and then go to the outpatient room."

"Is this abdominal diagnosis?" Hu Peng muttered in his heart. It seems to be no different from the doctor's casual pressing a few times during a physical examination.

Maybe this is the abdominal diagnosis that the doctor was talking about.

He doesn't look like a reliable doctor.

I can only give it a try.

With this mood, Hu Peng sat opposite Muchun again.

Muchun was drinking coffee quietly, holding a novel in his hand. It turned out to be "Selected Latin American Children's Novels".

"The doctor is actually reading a children's novel."

Hu Peng asked curiously.

"Eh? The focus is not on children's novels, the focus is on Latin America."

"Yes, the focus is on Latin America."

"This novel was published more than 20 years ago. The book has turned yellow to brown. I'm afraid it only sold for a few yuan at that time."

"Awesome, what kind of job do you do?"

"Primary school teacher, teaches Chinese."

"No wonder, today's primary school Chinese teachers pay so much attention to literary accomplishment. This selection of Latin American novels cannot actually be considered children's literature. Many of the stories in it are very scary if you think about it. For example, a woman always feels dizzy. , my husband has been accompanying him to visit doctors for many years, and then one day, the woman died, do you know what happened? "

"The servant found that the pillow she was sleeping on had very fine needles, densely packed in them."

"Yes, can it not hurt with so many densely packed needles? And it bleeds little by little every day."

"It turns out that this is a story. There were many wonderful stories during the explosion of Latin American literature. I loved them when I was in college."

Hu Peng recalled that there was a time when he was very fond of short stories by Latin American writers in college, such as Quiroga and Marquez.

"The gallbladder wall is just like a pillow. If there are densely packed very fine needles inside, you may not feel anything at first, but it does affect your body. Poor bile secretion and gallbladder function will cause burden on the liver, which will last for a long time. Your body won't have any symptoms for a while. At most, you will have a bad temper, restless sleep, or indigestion, and can't concentrate. The human body is affected by the whole body, not broken down into individual parts. A part is not simply composed of limbs and trunk, but a complete whole. Every small part affects the overall health. Therefore, gallbladder roughness is not a problem that needs to be solved in surgery, but if it is accompanied by If you have other unexplained symptoms, you should pay attention to treatment.”

"That's it."

Hu Peng seemed to understand, but there seemed to be some truth to it. Just now he felt that this doctor was unreliable, but he also liked reading Latin American novels, and it seemed that he was not an uncultivated person. This whole and partial theory sounded good. It also makes sense.

The most important thing is that he does have some accompanying symptoms, which only occurred in the past two months.

"How about checking it out just now?"

Muchun asked about Chu Sisi.

"Oh, it hurts to press."

"The liver area?"

"Yes."

"So, you're still single?"

Muchun smiled evilly.

"What? I'm single, does it matter?"

"If you are single, you have to rely on yourself for everything. Sometimes I think that if there is someone at home, I will feel more at ease."

This sentence really spoke to Hu Peng's heart. Although he had thought it was good to be single for so many years, but suddenly hearing what Muchun said, Hu Peng thought, yes, if there was one person at home, he would not worry about housing. The problem with the door not locking is gone.

Putting it this way, is it because girls who don’t date are always worried about the door being unlocked?

"Well, I just don't know what's wrong. I always think about the fact that the door is not locked, and I get a headache. I go home several times to see if the door is locked."

"This situation is very common."

"Yes, the doctor has just said this, but this situation bothers me very much. Because of this, I was late several times and was scolded by personnel."

"Those kind of people are always like this, without considering other people's situation, who would be late for work, right? I went for a run in the morning several times and came two hours early, and some people said behind my back that I was single and unloved, so I came to the hospital to drink coffee. .”

"Yeah, some people always feel they can criticize others with confidence."

"What should I do with this kind of person? Sometimes I really want to scold him. If I can scold him, I will feel much better."

"That's not good. After all, we are colleagues in the unit. Although we don't have much contact with each other, we still have to try our best to keep a decent face when it comes to work."

Hu Peng listened to Muchun and prescribed some medicine, saying it was good for gallbladder roughness, but he stopped taking it after two days.

Muchun suggested that he go to the hospital once a week. This kind of persistent thinking about one thing is called "obsessive-compulsive thinking disorder", which is a physical and mental disease.

Hu Peng seems to have seen this word somewhere, maybe when searching the web, or in a book written by Professor Chu from Kyoichi University.

"It's true recently. Ever since Fang Ming complained to the vice president, Liu Tiantian has stopped introducing patients to me. If this continues, the bonus will be a problem."

After Hu Peng left, Muchun complained endlessly.

"Zhao Min seems to have gone to Xiao Lin's dance troupe to be the instructor. It looks really scary, as if Zhao Ping has been resurrected."

Chu Sisi said and put the phone in front of Mu Chun. Mu Chun looked at it and picked up the novel.

"How did you know she was fake Zhao Ping?"

"Feel it."

Muchun replied impatiently.

"Feeling? It's incredible. You knew she had a problem from the beginning, and you even helped Dr. Li make a fake pregnancy report. How did the teacher judge at that time? And Zhao Min's name, you seemed to say once , maybe it’s either Zhao Ling or Zhao Min, this is simply an unpredictable situation.”

"Dr. Chu, pay attention to your wording. This is the Department of Psychosomatics. Psychosomatics is a scientific field, not a pseudo-scientific field. Don't be idealistic or think in the direction of mysticism. You need sustainable analysis and use your mind to understand the incredible. There may be the simplest logic behind the incident. Don't be blinded by superficial phenomena.