Chapter 394 Between Anxiety and Trust

In Muchun's memory, it was the first time he saw Fang Ming smile like a child.

Seeing that Muchun didn't answer, Fang Ming raised his chin and said, "I say, you are not really a poet, are you? What do you learn in the Department of Psychosomatic Medicine? Also, you are also a clinical medicine student at Jingyi University, why did you go to study psychosomatic medicine later? After ten years of study, didn't you want to be a surgeon at the beginning?"

Fang Ming was a little puzzled. Originally, he had no interest in Muchun, and even felt that the department where Muchun was was boring and a waste of resources. The resources of the hospital should always be used in the most important places.

The scale of Huayuanqiao Community Hospital has exceeded the standard of Raohai Community Hospital. Although the new building is still under construction, if the dean did not fully support the opening of the psychosomatic department on the fifth floor, the fifth floor would now be an observation ward. Patients like Zhou Ming could be transferred from the emergency room to the observation ward for treatment. The same is true for Liu Mo's night emergency. If there was an observation ward on the fifth floor, Liu Mo's condition should be left until the next day for further observation and further examination.

If this is the case, he would definitely be able to discover Liu Mo's thyroid function problems earlier.

Definitely!

"So, Zhou Ming is lying?" Fang Ming asked.

"Well, considering the two previous times he appeared in our hospital, he should be lying." Mu Chun said slowly, "The first time he came to the hospital, he suddenly slipped out of the window and did not go home afterwards; the second time, Zhou Ming screamed in the emergency room and did not let anyone touch his body at all, but he did not have such a problem before he came to the emergency room.

This time, he suddenly had a stomachache and screamed loudly." Mu Chun paused.

Fang Ming raised his mouth, "It seems that in the eyes of Doctor Mu Chun, this is already a story of crying wolf."

Mu Chun shook his head, "It's not that simple, I still re-judged it, and besides, with you here, I am more at ease. If you encounter such a situation in the outpatient department of the Department of Psychosomatic Medicine, you should check it as soon as possible."

"I can't see that Mu Chun is still very cautious." Fang Ming smiled and took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his white coat.

"Director Fang, I have always been very cautious. We are all studying medicine, and caution is instinctive." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he saw that Fang Ming's face was very ugly.

"What's wrong? Did something happen at Huayuan Bridge?" Mu Chun asked.

"It's Qiu Ping. See if she has sent you a message too." Fang Ming put the phone in front of Mu Chun.

Mu Chun took a look and immediately took out his own phone.

"What is this screenshot?" Fang Ming looked at Mu Chun, while Mu Chun stared closely at the screenshot sent by Qiu Ping on the phone.

"It's a suicide invitation." Mu Chun held the phone tightly, as if it would explode in his hand at any time due to a huge force.

"What's going on? Is it another thing like Tingting Yuli?" Fang Ming asked anxiously.

Mu Chun said nothing and repeatedly looked at the screenshot many times. It was clear that this invitation was not sent to a group. It looked like a suicide invitation, a room number

Mu Chun immediately called Qiu Ping, and Qiu Ping's voice rang on the other end of the phone after the first ring.

Mu Chun asked: "What's going on? Is it a room number?"

"It's the room number of the live broadcast room. Yes, I have already gone in and seen it. It's a girl, but I don't know which person in the Tingting Yuli group before."

"On what live broadcast platform?" Mu Chun asked again.

Qiu Ping sent the link of the detailed live broadcast platform to Muchun, and then said, but now there is nothing in the room, it is empty, she may have gone to another room, I don't know if the previous content can be found, there are more than 2,000 people online, I don't know if anyone has recorded the previous video content, the live broadcast time has been 6 hours, Dr. Muchun, I don't know, what does it mean that she suddenly sent me this message, if it is a group message, many people should receive it, but it's not right, I asked more than 20 girls in the Tingtingyuli fee group before, and they all said that they didn't receive the message. Is it sent to me alone?

Why do you do it?

Muchun also wants to know why you do this.

Muchun hung up the phone first, walked down a few steps, came to a gray window, opened the window and a gust of cold wind poured in, Fang Ming said, "I'll go see Zhou Ming first, you think about it first, I don't seem to be able to help with this matter, if you need me to do anything, just find me."

After Fang Ming left, Muchun covered his chest, yes, this pain was as strong as the day Ding Jiajun committed suicide.

So, the girl is carrying out her suicide plan?

Why is she broadcasting live? Now she is out of the camera range.

Mu Chun saw that the app was downloaded, and immediately installed and registered according to the steps, and then entered the room smoothly.

A white room, nothing can be seen in the room, a pink chair, a sofa, and a scarecrow hanging on the wall. The nails are a little crooked, and the scarecrow hangs on the wall dejectedly, as if it will fall to the ground at any time.

The scarecrow in the distance of this picture reminds Mu Chun of the word "life hanging by a thread", and then his chest hurts sharply again.

The live broadcast has lasted for more than six hours. Where did she go, when did she leave the camera, and where is she now?

There is also a more terrible question, dead or alive.

These days, live broadcasts are everywhere, and live broadcasts of suicide are not uncommon. Previously, a teenager in an overseas live broadcast killed himself with a charcoal brazier in a closed room, and it was his family who found out in time and prevented irreparable consequences.

There is also a pair of girls in love who chose to go to another world together because they could no longer be together. At the peak of this video, the number of online viewers exceeded 410,000. Unlike the boy who burned the charcoal brazier, the two girls died together in the end.

The live broadcast of the two girls lasted for 31 hours, and some viewers watched it for 31 hours.

31 hours, 410,000 online viewers, what are you thinking about? What are these viewers thinking when they see two living lives heading towards destruction?

Mu Chun shook his head, calmed his thoughts again, and refocused his attention on the live broadcast room in front of him. The number of viewers was still growing, but there was no one in the room. The comment area was closed and could not be commented on.

This is not a good signal. The reason for not being able to comment is that she does not want anyone to persuade her to give up and does not want to be disturbed.

Such people have a mature suicide plan and have thought about the possibility of being interrupted, so they closed the comment function in advance.