Crazy Psychologist

"Doctor Fang Ming?" Chu Sisi bravely said hello to Fang Ming.

Speaking of which, the last time we went to Xu Dan's house to rescue someone, Dr. Fang Ming was driving, and Chu Sisi was also in the car at the time, so there must have been cooperation between departments.

When Fang Ming saw Chu Sisi greeting him, he politely replied: "Doctor Chu, how about lunch, eh? Just have a sandwich and orange juice for lunch?"

Looking at Chu Sisi with a sandwich in her left hand and a bottle of Flavor Daily C in her right hand, Fang Ming expressed polite concern.

Chu Sisi nodded, then walked up the stairs with a smile. When she returned to the clinic, she saw Muchun writing notes.

"Teacher, I just met Dr. Fang Ming. He looks very good, I mean, I think he is pretty good." Chu Sisi sat on the chair opposite Muchun, and stood up again after finishing her words. Went to get a cup of coffee.

At this time, she heard a knock on the door behind her. Then, Chu Sisi heard Shen Zifeng's voice coming from behind, "Doctor Muchun."

Muchun did not raise his head, but concentrated on writing notes.

"Dr. Chu Sisi is here too." Shen Zifeng stood awkwardly outside the door, feeling even more embarrassed when Muchun ignored him.

I was originally hesitant to go upstairs and explain the situation to Muchun, but I couldn't think of a reason why I had to come.

First of all, he, Mu Chun, is not the director of surgery or a leadership figure above the director of surgery.

Secondly, speaking of it, he didn't offend Muchun. He just asked a few questions, maybe a little impatiently. And then, maybe he wanted to thank Mu Chun for giving him a bag of bread?

Shen Zifeng ate the bag of bread so quickly that he didn't taste much of it. Even though it was a bag, he didn't know if Mu Chun had eaten two slices before or something. In fact, there were only four slices of bread in the bag.

Now around the sea, sliced ​​bread is not something you can easily afford every day. In a better bakery, a bag of Hokkaido super soft sliced ​​bread is easily 28 yuan, and there is also walnut whole wheat toast, a bag Six pieces, 18 yuan, so one piece costs three yuan.

Maybe the bakery itself also knows that it is unreasonable for a bag of toast to be so expensive, so it has come up with various ways to package it, such as a single-serve toast that seems to only cost 10 yuan per bag. Sachet - three pieces.

The price is lower, the quantity is half less, and there is a sentence written on the package - Always eat the freshest toast.

It was really painstaking, not only made a lot of money, but also actively responded to the spirit of "saving food" that Luohai City has been promoting.

The bread Mu Chun gave him was cheap bread from convenience stores. I don’t know how many additives were added to that bread, such as leavening agents and the like. A piece of toast worth three yuan would usually be enough to hold on the palm of your hand. It is much heavier than the 6-piece convenience store toast that costs 5 yuan a bag. If you put it in the palm of your hand and pinch it, the convenience store sliced ​​bread will basically become as small as the first knuckle of an adult man’s thumb. Dump flour.

This is to trick the stomach, as if to say, I have fed you.

Shen Zi Feng thought about it and felt that he didn't have to go to the fifth floor just for this bag of bread.

But Shen Zifeng, who was sitting in the surgical clinic, always felt uneasy, as if he had an important date with a beautiful woman, and he didn't know what to wear. What should he say to the girl after the meeting? Do you need to prepare in advance where to go to eat? Do you want to think about what movies to watch after eating?

In short, Shen Zifeng's unspeakable feeling urged Shen Zifeng to go to the fifth floor.

In this mere three-story building, Shen Zifeng walked away very slowly, as if he was going to the math teacher's office to get the test papers in middle school, and he was really unsure about the scores on the papers.

"Eh? It's Dr. Shen. You've finished eating the bread. Can you give me some money?" Muchun closed the notebook, tightened the cap of the pen carefully, and then spoke.

"Give me money?" Shen Zifeng's mood, which was still filled with mist, suddenly disappeared. Birds flew across the sky and dropped countless feathers.

"Ah, yes, give me money. Is there anything wrong with it?" Muchun asked seriously, with no expression other than seriousness on his face.

But Shen Zifeng raised his hand and scratched behind his right ear. There was no itch, but for some reason he reached out and scratched it a few times.

Muchun asked again, "WeChat or Alipay? I can do either, cash is also okay, but I don't have change for you, so don't give me a hundred."

Chu Sisi couldn't help but want to laugh. She retreated behind the treadmill without anyone noticing, holding coffee and warming her hands. She thought to herself, when Dr. Shen meets Dr. Muchun, it feels like a scholar meets a soldier. ah.

"I'm here." Before Shen Zifeng could think of how to explain, he saw Muchun's upper body trembling, his shoulders straining, and his face became very ugly.

While exerting force, Muchun complained: "Wow, this drawer is really useless. Every time I open it, it gets stuck. It seems that these wooden boards don't want to be connected together, so I just want to take care of it myself." I have no sense of teamwork at all.”

After complaining and using all his strength, Mu Chun finally shook the drawer out with a squeaking and squeaking sound.

"Okay, scan the QR code. I bought this bag of bread at the convenience store in front of the hospital for 6.5 yuan. Just scan and pay. No need to add friends." Mu Chun held the phone in his right hand, with his left hand underneath his right hand. , as if holding a bowl of water to avoid spilling it, he cautiously walked to Shen Zi's cover, "Well, that's it."

Shen Zifeng's face turned red all of a sudden, and Chu Sisi almost doubled over with laughter. She could only bear to turn her face to the window. Although she couldn't see what was happening behind her, she could imagine it with just her imagination.

"Ah, Doctor Muchun, I...I didn't bring my mobile phone with me."

Shen Zifeng shook his head vigorously and repeated, "I really didn't bring my mobile phone."

"You didn't mean to default on your debt?" Muchun looked at Shen Zifeng suspiciously.

"Of course, of course not." Shen Zifeng thought to himself. He never thought about paying. Am I wrong? Should you be thinking about giving money to Muchun?

Thinking of this, I felt ashamed and uneasy again.

This Muchun may be poisonous.

Shen Zifeng coughed, took out his chair and sat down.

"I'm here" Shen Zifeng wanted to say, I'm here to apologize, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't seem to speak.

too difficult!

I knew I wouldn't be able to come up.

Isn't it good to pretend to be confused?

Mu Chun put his cell phone into the pocket of his white coat unhappily, walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, and said to himself: "I don't have any food at all. I'm starving. People, when they are extremely hungry, they will always find a way." Yes, but there are people who eat from others without paying for them, and it’s like they can’t even say sorry or thank you.”