Crazy Psychologist

Under Muchun's guidance, Fang Ming talked a lot about the professor's past. When he talked about the funny things, he looked very happy.

Muchun asked Fang Ming if he planned to go north to see the professor. Fang Ming shook his head, "That would make him feel undignified."

"Indeed, no one stipulates that a person should consider other people's mood when he gets old or faces death. The professor can be as willful as a child."

Muchun walked next to Fang Ming and sat side by side on the sofa with him.

Fang Ming slumped on the sofa helplessly, looking at the double row of light tubes on the top of the clinic in horror and hopelessness.

The light shone on Fang Ming's tough, pale face. Suddenly, he said, "Do you know what bed number the professor has in that hospital?"

A chilly wind blew in through the closed windows.

"No. 15," Muchun replied.

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There are always many unexplainable coincidences in the world. Fang Ming is a non-superstitious person. He is calm and sometimes indifferent, but he can also be uneasy and fall into some incomprehensible predicament, tying his left hand to his right.

A surgeon's hands cannot be tied.

That afternoon, Fang Ming made a decision and asked the couple to go through the hospitalization procedures for their old father. The bed number was No. 15.

Shen Zifeng was driven back to the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center by Fang Ming. Although he was worried, everyone had their responsibilities and were bound to do so.

On the way back to Huayuan Bridge, Shen Zifeng asked Mu Chun why Fang Ming was suddenly not normal. Mu Chun did not tell Shen Zifeng about the professor because Mu Chun knew that Fang Ming did not want others to know the whole thing. He was strong There is also fragility on the surface, and fragility is not something that should be brought out and discussed by everyone.

Sometimes, people just want to hide some vulnerabilities, and hiding them without discussing them is even better than bringing them out for discussion. Sometimes, other people want to share their vulnerabilities with others and regain strength and courage with the help of others.

Psychosomatic treatment varies from person to person and from case to case. Mu Chun wrapped her coat tightly, shivered in the cold wind, and sneezed.

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Fang Ming stayed in the surgical ward all afternoon and seemed to be immersed in work. He performed two operations in the afternoon and was busy until eight o'clock before having dinner.

The family members of the 15th bed never made any complaints and even told their family members on the phone, "The doctor is very good and everything has been arranged. I should be able to return to my hometown before the Chinese New Year."

Yes, this is the old man’s wish to return to his hometown after falling leaves, saying that he must not have surgery after the New Year, and he must go back to his family during the Chinese New Year.

But having said that, maybe I am also afraid of having surgery after the new year, and I have no hope and will not be able to survive it. "

From examination to analyzing the condition and formulating a surgical plan, Fang Ming worked almost non-stop.

He was busy until half past nine. The nurse knocked on the office door and brought him a takeaway beef rice. Fang Ming took two bites and went back to work.

The nurse discussed in a low voice with some worry. Fang Ming seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He was immersed in his work and completely forgot about getting off work.

As night fell and morning dawned, Fang Ming almost didn't sleep a wink all night. It wasn't until he finished his work the next morning that he returned to the outpatient room of Huayuanqiao Hospital and continued to work.

"Director Fang, you look a little tired. Did you not get a good night's rest?" Shen Zifeng sat opposite Fang Ming and asked cautiously.

Fang Ming did not answer, but treated patients one after another. There were traces of red bloodshot eyes hidden in his eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes were extremely obvious.

Shen Zifeng called the nurse on duty the night before and heard that Dr. Fang Ming had been working all night without any rest.

"Doctor Fang, do you want to take a rest? I'll just come and see the outpatient department. You can go and take a rest."

Shen Zifeng was a little anxious, what the hell was going on like this.

Fang Ming, however, never said a word, and methodically examined the patients and prescribed medicines. It didn't look like a tiring job at all.

Every word he said was accurate as usual, and every check he made was necessary and appropriate.

But he had not rested for more than forty hours, and had not slept for more than forty hours... How could anyone bear this?

In desperation, Shen Zifeng went to find Mu Chun again, but only saw Chu Sisi sitting on the seat where Mu Chun usually sat in the clinic.

After questioning, I learned that Dr. Muchun had gone to Fengchuan No. 1 Prison and rushed there at short notice, as if there was an emergency there.

Shen Zifeng was panicked now. Fang Ming was originally his support, his mentor and role model. Now that his role model has problems, what should he do?

Muchun was not here, so there was really nothing we could do.

Otherwise, ask Dr. Chu.

So Shen Zifeng asked: "Does Dr. Chu have any way to persuade a person to go to bed?"

Chu Sisi didn't understand what Shen Zifeng meant. She raised her head and glanced at him without seeing his eyes...

"What happened?" Chu Sisi asked.

"Fang..." As soon as Shen Zifeng said a word, he suddenly felt that he should not expose the scandal, and after thinking about it, he endured it.

When he walked up, Shen Zifeng hesitated, but finally took out his cell phone and called Mu Chun. Mu Chun picked up the phone and asked if something was wrong with Fang Ming.

Shen Zifeng was as excited as meeting an old friend in a foreign land, "Yes, he seems to have not slept. He was busy all night in Zhinan, and now he is in our hospital for outpatient care. I am worried that something will happen to him."

"It's a stress reaction," Muchun said.

"What do you mean?" Shen Zifeng didn't understand.

"It's just like when a person is under great pressure, he will suddenly become stupid and unable to do anything and just want to sleep. Some people will overeat because they cannot face or relieve the pressure. Some people will exercise hard, and some people will cry constantly. , some people will be immersed in work, regardless of eating or sleeping."

As soon as Mu Chun finished speaking, Shen Zifeng continued, "Yes, yes, he didn't eat a grain of rice at all. It doesn't mean that the beef rice given to him last night remained intact and he didn't eat a bite. It was a waste of 35 yuan. Money." After listening to Muchun's explanation, Shen Zifeng also understood that Fang Ming must have encountered something that made him suddenly immerse himself in work.

Apparently it wasn't just the 15 new patient beds that caused such severe [stress behavior].

Muchun also told Shen Zifeng that stress behavior is a behavior in which the brain wants to protect itself, so there is currently no particularly good way.

"The psychosomatic doctors can't beat him down with a stick and force him to rest." Mu Chun said on the other end of the phone.

"What should we do? Just look at Dr. Fang Ming like this?" Shen Zifeng asked.

"Well, just look at him like this." Muchun replied.

"ah?"

Shen Zifeng was very unhappy. This Muchun was indeed unreliable!