Crazy Psychologist

Although Mu Chun was muttering to himself and cursing the Three-Character Sutra in front of the refrigerator, Shen Zifeng seemed to be stimulated by these words. He suddenly stood up and said, "Doctor Mu, I just came to say sorry to you."

"Sorry for what?"

The voice came from behind Shen Zifeng. Shen Zifeng looked back and saw Dean Jia standing behind him, holding a gray thermos cup in his hand, with an unfathomable expression, just like the impression he always gave people.

"I mean, um, I didn't bring my mobile phone with me, so I couldn't pay back the money I owed Dr. Muchun in time."

Shen Zifeng answered hesitantly.

Dean Jia glanced at Shen Zifeng and shook his head slightly, feeling helpless that iron could not become steel.

"I just passed by the Department of Surgery. There were more than a dozen patients sitting outside. If you didn't go to help, why did you come to the fifth floor?" After Dean Jia finished speaking, he walked into the outpatient clinic of the Department of Psychosomatics and glanced at Chu Sisi. Finally, his eyes fell on the coffee machine again.

Dean Jia was never willing to step into the Department of Psychosomatics. At most, he would just stand for a while as he entered the door, as if he couldn't wait to leave after explaining everything.

Is it because the air in the psychosomatic department is bad? Or is the psychosomatic department toxic?

If Mu Chunlai were to think about it, both were basically possible. In short, Dean Jia's visit was always a big deal.

Shen Zifeng stood up obediently, glanced at Mu Chun, and vaguely felt that Mu Chun nodded towards him.

"Then I'll go and get busy first, and send the money to Dr. Muchun after get off work." After saying that, Shen Zifeng pretended to be calm and left the Department of Psychosomatics.

"Does Dr. Chu work in Clinic No. 2?" After Shen Zifeng left, Dean Jia looked at the coffee machine casually and asked.

"Clinic Room 2?" Chu Sisi asked puzzledly, looking at Muchun.

Muchun was seen yawning, looking like he hadn't woken up.

"Is Dr. Chu working in the clinic opposite?" Dean Jia asked again when he saw Chu Sisi standing still.

Now Chu Sisi probably understood what Dean Jia meant. She probably didn't want her here to affect his conversation with Teacher Muchun.

So Chu Sisi obediently returned to "Clinic Room No. 2" holding the coffee cup. Because she was in a hurry, the sandwiches and juice were left on Mu Chun's table.

Not receiving the bread money, not enjoying Shen Zifeng's apology, and not being able to complain about the presence of Dean Jia at noon, Mu Chun felt that the afternoon was a bit depressing.

"Why don't Doctor Mu Chun want to see me?" Dean Jia also noticed Mu Chun's unwillingness and asked as if he had no money.

"There is no such thing. What Director Jia said is as if everyone who comes to our mind and body department needs to register. How is this possible? Not to mention that many patients may get a refund of the registration fee after seeing the doctor. Even if someone If you come to me without registering or paying, I will take it seriously."

The words of loyalty are plausible.

Dean Jia coughed, pointed at the coffee machine and said, "Is this thing sponsored by Dr. Chu's mother?"

Muchun admitted: "Yes, yes."

Dean Jia nodded. If he stuck some beard on his chin, Dean Jia would probably be stroking his beard and thinking about how to tell Mu Chun about today's matter.

"Dean Jia is busy with work, so he must have something important to do when he comes to see me at noon. By the way, I have carefully followed the few things you have asked me to do before. I don't know what work dean has to do today. I have to explain." Muchun's attitude was more and more humble, so humble that Dean Jia felt a little awkward.

This guy, when a patient's family came to the dean's office to complain about him, he still had his legs crossed and acted like he was fine.

Why have you suddenly learned so well now?

Mu Chun's humble attitude even seemed a bit flattering to Dean Jia, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I just went to the city for a meeting, and I said that we will increase the number of psychosomatic departments in community hospitals, and we will follow the example of Huayuanqiao Hospital to train excellent psychosomatic doctors."

Dean Jia spoke very slowly, somewhat reluctantly.

"Eh? Well, shouldn't we cooperate with the Medical University on this matter? What does it mean to use our place as an example? It doesn't feel like a good thing." Mu Chun said.

"You can't say anything. No matter how you look at it, it's all about praising our hospital. How can you say it's not a good thing? It means that I might have to trouble Dr. Muchun with some things next."

After Dean Jia finished speaking, he opened the thermos cup and took a small sip of water. The water seemed a bit hot. He couldn't help but frown and closed the cup again.

"I heard from the city leaders that they are probably planning some internal training within the hospital system. For example, young doctors can choose to become psychosomatic doctors, and the city will plan relevant professional certifications."

After listening to Dean Jia's words attentively, Mu Chun said, "If there is anything Dean Jia wants me to complete, just tell me."

Dean Jia was very satisfied with Mu Chun's attitude and wording. He cleared his throat and said, "That's good. I'm just afraid of causing trouble to Dr. Mu Chun. You'll be in a lot of trouble this year. By the way, I'll go up. Remember the few things I told you last time."

"Of course I remember. The Fang family hasn't come recently, so I can't control it. Let's see what the leadership requires at Fengchuan No. 1 Prison. The prison has prison rules. I will try my best to cooperate with their work. The deputy director can rest assured."

Something's wrong - Dean Jia squinted his eyes, Mu Chun seemed to have a really good attitude.

Mu Chun was so serious that he felt like goosebumps were always coming out of his body.

"Mu Chun, is there something wrong with you?" Dean Jia couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, yes, it's mainly about Liu Dandan's situation. I'm still worried. The dean also knows about the Fang family's situation. I'm afraid Liu Dandan is young and ignorant about this matter, and accidentally offended the Fang family. Let's train a doctor It's really not easy. It takes many years just to graduate from medical school. If one thing damages a student's self-esteem, then all these years of study may be wasted. I want to know what happened to Dandan. I'm afraid this matter I still need to ask Dean Jia for your advice."

Dean Jia was silent for a while, then opened the cup and took a sip of water, but still frowned, "Speaking of which, this matter is not a matter of the internal medicine department. The quarrel happened in the physical and mental department, and the complaint was also made in the physical and mental department. Doctor Liu Dandan is in the outpatient department, right?"

Dean Jia, whose eyebrows were raised and his lips still stuck to the rim of the cup, raised his eyes to look at Mu Chun.

Mu Chun nodded like rain, "Of course, of course it is the responsibility of our Psychosomatic Department. If I had not gone out to work that day, Liu Dandan would not have encountered this incident with the Fang family. The Fengchuan No. 1 Prison is really a place to be here." It’s a bit far, maybe if I come back sooner I’ll be fine.”

"I don't think so. If you come back early, the problem may be more serious." Dean Jia complained angrily.