Chapter 428 If This Person Came to the Psychosomatic Department on Purpose

Mu Chun could see that Fang Ming was a little depressed and a little self-blaming. It was meaningless to ask him if he had called or sent a message to the professor at this time. Obviously, Fang Ming must have done all these things before he came to the fifth floor.

"He should weigh many aspects and make a better decision." Mu Chun said.

Fang Ming shook his head, "It's mainly his condition. I think he still doesn't give up thinking about his condition. This kind of thinking doesn't necessarily have any benefit to the teacher's current condition in my opinion. Even if there is a benefit, such as making the teacher pay more attention to his treatment. In any case, he will pay attention to it. What I am worried about is that he will make other less ideal choices without trusting me. Will humans have such a situation?"

"You mean, because you don't want to trust a person, you don't believe that person's advice, and then because you don't believe in one person's advice, you accept another person's advice. Accepting the latter is largely not out of true rational measurement, but is dominated by emotions and influenced by distrust of the original person?" Mu Chun described Fang Ming's concerns as much as possible.

He seemed to feel that it was not enough, and suddenly disappeared in front of Fang Ming.

"Mu Chun, where are you?" Fang Ming was startled. How could Mu Chun, who was just talking, suddenly disappear?

After shouting again, Fang Ming realized that there seemed to be a rat's rustling sound under his feet.

He squatted down and saw that it was not a rat, but Mu Chun who was looking for something under the table.

"What are you doing, Doctor Mu Chun, can you be more serious? If you treat patients like this, I will still ask the dean's office to move the psychosomatic department from the fifth floor." Fang Ming said in a pretended angry tone.

"Ah? Move it away? I thought I had shown extraordinary talents and gained a lot of reputation for our hospital in the society. Shouldn't Doctor Fang Ming help to say a few good words to the dean? Right? We may need a nurse here, preferably a prettier one. Patients, especially those in our psychosomatic department, may feel much better when they see a pretty nurse. Really, it is more useful than a male doctor like me saying a thousand or ten thousand words." Mu Chun was eager to finish these words, and he actually squatted under the table without getting up.

"Doctor Muchun, can you please get up first before we talk?" Fang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Speaking of which, after being disturbed by Muchun's neurotic brain circuit, Fang Ming seemed to feel less annoyed. If he had known, he should have chatted with Muchun in the morning.

"Well, I got up and finally found it." Muchun rolled up his sleeves happily, and then busily looked for something on the table.

"Is there a black hole on your table? Why can't you find anything?" Fang Ming laughed maliciously.

"It really is! You are right. I can't find anything every time I look for something. I suspect that my table can travel through time and space, or there is a superposition of time and space, or there are multiple universes on my table." Muchun's mind was full of ideas, and Fang Ming was confused by what he said.

Then, Fang Ming coughed, and Muchun calmed down.

"Can't you find your pen?" Fang Ming asked.

Muchun nodded obediently, "Yes, you have one." Before he finished speaking, Muchun had already seen Fang Ming holding his black fountain pen in his hand.

"Give it to me quickly." Muchun said.

"How can you, a male doctor, use a fountain pen with a 0.38 nib? Don't you think it's not smooth to write?" Fang Ming asked with a frown, looking at the nib of the fountain pen.

Generally speaking, doctors don't choose pens with too thin nibs, because it's not conducive to fast writing. The thinner the nib, the easier it is to scratch the paper. Doctors often need speed and fluency in writing, so few doctors choose pens with EF nibs below 0.5.

Seeing that Mu Chun was very concerned about this pen, Fang Ming didn't want to continue playing, so he handed the pen to Mu Chun.

So, Mu Chun quickly drew a few squares and a few stick figures on the paper, and the squares and stick figures were connected by straight lines and wavy lines of varying lengths.

"That's it, take a look." Mu Chun turned the paper in a different direction and put it in front of Fang Ming.

Fang Ming looked at it for a minute, then recalled what Mu Chun had just said, and thought for a moment with his cheeks in his hands.

"Yes, that's the case. Because he can't accept my point of view, he is more likely to believe that other solutions are good for his body. At this time, rationality may not work." Although Fang Ming was sad, he also recognized this fact. Since there is a scientific basis, it is useless for him to worry now.

I had relaxed a little when I saw Mu Chun's stupid look just now. Now that I understand this painting, I should be able to let it go completely.

"That's it. Sometimes, I feel helpless, but there is no way." Mu Chun patted Fang Ming's shoulder. Fang Ming nodded. He remembered that he saw a familiar girl when he went upstairs, so he asked Mu Chun if it was the person he was thinking of.

"Yes, it's Xu Dan." Mu Chun did not deny it. After all, Fang Ming was also involved in the whole thing at that time.

When he heard that it was Xu Dan, Fang Ming's vigilance became stronger.

"I always think this matter is a bit strange. A girl who committed suicide suddenly disappeared and made a lot of noise. She called us all over, but she was not there. This matter is a bit strange." Fang Ming folded the paper Mu Chun gave him three times and put it in his pocket.

Seeing Fang Ming's action, Muchun couldn't help but laugh, "Director Fang secretly hid the cheat sheet? There's no exam, so why are you hiding it?"

Fang Ming didn't think so much at first, he just thought the picture was good. Mu Chun also analyzed the professor's sudden departure very clearly, so he folded it up and put it in his pocket. Unexpectedly, Mu Chun got the opportunity to ridicule him. After a while.

This is a bit too unfriendly.

It seems that this mental and physical department is still a bit unreliable. But speaking of which, why did Xu Dan come to the fifth floor? Could it be that he is here to cause trouble for Muchun?

"Xu Dan is here to see you?" Fang Ming stood up and asked.

Muchun did not deny or nod. Fang Ming didn't like this ambiguous expression, so he asked again, "What's going on? As doctors, it's best not to get too involved with these things, and we should focus on the hospital." Daily work is better.

Dean Jia has always said that doctors should know how to love themselves and never be affected by the outside world. We should pay attention to our patients."

"Ah, yes, so I asked her to go to the surgery for a check-up. It seems that Dr. Shen Zifeng is checking her out. Do you want to go down and ask about the situation?" Mu Chun said with a smile, not caring about Fang Ming at all. Some well-intentioned advice was kept in mind.

"Okay, I'll go down and ask." After saying this, Fang Ming looked at the voices coming from the outpatient clinic opposite, and then asked, "Are there any patients across the way?"

Mu Chun answered frankly, "It's Doctor Chu. Maybe I'll take a look." After saying that, Mu Chun ran back to the computer and checked the registration system. Sure enough, a male patient named Liu Yuan registered just ten minutes ago. , should be in Chu Sisi's clinic now.

"Doctor Chu can already treat patients? Or is it just to take care of the patients while you are busy and do some routine examinations and communication?" Fang Ming was a little confused. If he really wanted Chu Sisi to treat the patients directly , Muchun is also a bit too ridiculous. How can a graduate student in law who relies on connections to get an internship in a hospital be able to treat patients in one year?

This psychosomatic department is really like a circus.

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Fang Ming returned to the surgical clinic, but there happened to be no patients, so he asked Shen Zifeng if there was a patient named Xu Dan. Shen Zifeng squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Remember, this girl is the same as the girl in the second dimension. I mean she is similar to Sakura in Fate. Her temperament is exactly the same. If Sakura comes to the real world It should be similar to Xu Dan."

Fang Ming knew what a two-dimensional girl looked like. Qiu Ping's eyes were so big that it was unreal. When she first came to the hospital for treatment, Fang Ming was very sympathetic and caring towards her, mainly because of her inherent weakness. After hearing what Shen Zifeng said, Fang Ming roughly guessed Xu Dan's situation.

"Speaking of which, this girl has no gastrointestinal problems. This is her examination report. I have already obtained it." Shen Zifeng handed the report to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming took it and looked at it. He didn't see any problems, so he raised his head and asked Shen Zifeng, "What's written on the checklist?"

Shen Zifeng smiled again and complained maliciously, "You will never guess who issued the inspection order."

Fang Ming had known for a long time that it was Mu Chun who issued the checklist, but seeing Shen Zifeng so happy, he wanted to act with him. There is an ancient saying about "the beauty of adulthood", so Fang Ming asked curiously, "Who is it? Is it Jiang Hong’s side?”

Shen Zifeng shook his head proudly and shook his shoulders up and down a few times. It seemed that this matter really made him happy.

Fang Ming was a little puzzled. Didn't Shen Zifeng have a very good relationship with Muchun? Why did he become so eccentric now, and was he so happy to see Muchun's jokes?

"Are you still saying that?" Fang Ming's face darkened and he returned to his usual seriousness. Shen Zifeng knew that he had oversold the situation, so he had to quickly reveal the answer, "It's Mu Chun. The examination sheet prescribed by Doctor Mu Chun said it was stomach bleeding."

"Ah? Stomach bleeding? No problem was found on the gastric bleeding test sheet?" Fang Ming was a little dizzy now, "Was this stomach bleeding how many years ago or did it happen recently?"

Shen Zifeng shook his head innocently. He really didn't know this because he only had a checklist in his hand.

"I just helped with the consultation, I really don't know anything else. Fortunately, this lovely girl is fine. However, this girl told me that Dr. Muchun not only asked her to come for a surgical examination, but also We also ordered electrocardiogram, thyroid function and trace element tests. Anyway, there are many tests. Do you think Dr. Mu is a bit cruel?" After Shen Zifeng finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Fang Ming, and the result was Fang Ming. I didn't see how big his eyes were.

"Are there still patients who don't want you to see a doctor because of your small eyes?" Fang Ming suddenly changed the topic, and Shen Zifeng immediately noticed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Do you know who this female patient is?" Fang Ming asked, looking down at the examination results.

Shen Zifeng shook his head, "I don't know, how do I know? He is a patient in the Department of Psychosomatics."

"You know the news about a girl's live broadcast of a suicide attempt that has been trending recently, right?" Fang Ming asked.

"You know a little bit. What does it have to do with this girl?" Shen Zifeng replied.

"That's the girl."

When Fang Ming said this, a glass of frozen orange juice seemed to be poured into Shen Zifeng's head.

Boom. Suicide attempt!

Fang Ming briefly told Shen Zifeng what happened before, and then discovered that Shen Zifeng really didn't seem to pay attention to the news on the Internet, and didn't know what he was busy with after work.

"Now she suddenly appears at the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center and went to Dr. Muchun. Do you think she did it on purpose?" Shen Zifeng touched his chin and expressed his doubts attentively.

"Why do you feel like this? Is this your first feeling as a bystander?" Fang Ming was a little curious.

"I can be considered a scumbag who relied on a lot of mystery novels to get through winters when I was studying in medical school, so I am more interested in this kind of cases and reasoning. I just said this casually with a sense of reasoning. "Teacher, don't take it to heart." Shen Zifeng shook his hand and smiled sheepishly.

Fang Ming also laughed. Not to mention, Shen Zifeng's idea was really possible. Even Fang Ming couldn't figure out how Xu Dan could suddenly appear at the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center today if he didn't do it deliberately. On the fifth floor, I happened to find Muchun again, and then...

Thinking of this, Fang Ming suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders. He turned around and looked at the wall-mounted air conditioner behind him, then reached under the air conditioner to feel the temperature.

"It's the warm wind, right?" Fang Ming said to himself.

Shen Zifeng helped check the air conditioner remote control and found that it was indeed in the heating mode. So he asked softly: "What's wrong, teacher? Is there something wrong?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of something." Fang Ming hesitated, thinking about it but still had no intention of telling Shen Zifeng.

After all, this matter seems a bit strange. If it is what he thinks, this Xu Dan is really a very elegant woman, and she cannot be equated with this weak and frail woman.

At this moment, an old patient in his seventies walked into the surgical clinic, and behind him stood a girl with white skin, cautious and even timid.

It wasn't any other patient, it was Xu Dan.

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Fang Ming felt that Xu Dan must have seen him sitting in the clinic, but Xu Dan didn't seem to see him. He walked straight to the seat in front of Shen Zifeng and sat down, and then said, "Dr. Shen, I'm sorry. Excuse me, I went to the examination room and the nurse said that the examination sheet had been sent to the surgical clinic and asked me to come and get it myself. "

When Xu Dan spoke, he seemed to be struggling. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't have enough breakfast or because the girl was tired from going back and forth for inspections.

Because the girl's voice was very soft, Shen Zifeng's voice also became softer. As a result, Fang Ming's old man's voice suddenly sounded throughout the entire clinic because of his bad ears, "Doctor, I want to check my blood pressure." , I feel dizzy, dizzy.”

While patting his head, he spoke loudly. Shen Zifeng instinctively glanced at the old gentleman, but Fang Ming noticed that Xu Dan was sitting on the chair, not moving at all, as if the sudden noise did not scare her at all.

This seems somewhat contradictory to her weak image.

Fang Ming couldn't explain clearly. He always felt that something was wrong somewhere, but he couldn't explain exactly what this strange feeling was about.

Doctors should not be biased, especially against every patient.

Fang Ming still remembers that the professor had always mentioned this before. Once you have a preconceived understanding of a patient, it is easy to have a fixed mindset in the treatment, and you will not see some symptoms, and you will ignore some important aspects.

For example, Fang Ming thought that his neglect of Liu Mo's condition might be due to his preconceptions. He always felt that Liu Mo had been in good health since he was a child, and his cousin was very good at taking care of Liu Mo, so children of this age had to eat too much. There was no time to digest the food, and the intestinal tract was acutely blocked.

At that time, Fang Ming did not immediately think of whether he had thyroid or other problems.

Fang Ming sighed quietly and focused on the old man's blood pressure.

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Chun rode a bicycle to Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center and did not go directly to the outpatient building. Instead, he went to Bai Lu's ward first. The nurse told Mu Chun that Bai Lu had been discharged from the hospital. When she was discharged, she also asked if Dr. Mu came to visit her. Just say everything is fine and don't worry.

Muchun's heart skipped a beat. Everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

After leaving the inpatient department, Muchun passed by a small garden along the corridor. In the garden, there were several old people sitting in wheelchairs basking in the sun. They seemed to be in good spirits. Across the garden is the outpatient building of Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center. At 1 o'clock on Wednesday afternoon, there were still many people queuing in the outpatient hall, many waiting, and many looking solemn.

Muchun quickened his pace and walked to the stairs. He was not used to taking the elevator, because the elevators in the hospital needed to be used by patients, so it was better for doctors to take more steps.

Mu Chun also deliberately did not let everyone know that he could take the elevator to the fourth floor and then walk to the fifth floor in order to let the patient walk more and have as many opportunities to move as possible.

Many psychosomatic patients suffer from reduced mobility during depression, so Muchun did not tell him on the sign that he could take the elevator to the fourth floor and then walk to the fifth floor.

In the same way to stimulate patients' mobility, Muchun also placed a treadmill in the office and even changed the original floor into a floor for dance practice.

Although these are all sponsored by Lawyer Zhang.