Chapter 445 If One Nap Doesn't Solve the Problem, Then Sleep Twice

"The thing you don't want to admit is that you don't want to see what's on the ceiling, right?" Mu Chun held his chin with one hand, and when he spoke, his mouth looked like a duck.

Li Mu also felt that Muchun's expression was strange, but it made his words easier to accept. He shook his head, and the helpless Li Mu could only admit, "Yes, I finally admire you medical students now. Medical students really do His IQ is not low.”

"IQ? Oh, don't pay too much attention to that thing. I'm just trying to be normal. Think about it, isn't this something full of loopholes? You asked your upstairs neighbor about the leak this morning. If you know it's not a leak in someone else's house, and you know the problem is clear, there is something fishy on the bathroom ceiling, then as usual you should ask a property manager to check it, or check it yourself, right? You didn't stay? What’s the reason for checking at home instead of coming to me? It’s [Schrödinger’s cat].”

Muchun yawned after speaking.

Li Mu burst out laughing.

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Schrödinger's Cat is a thought experiment in which a cat, a glass flask containing hydrogen cyanide gas, and a radioactive substance are placed in a closed box. When a monitor inside the box detects a decaying particle, it breaks the flask, killing the cat. According to the Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics, after the experiment has been carried out for a period of time, the cat will be in a superposition state of being alive and dead. When an experimenter looks inside the box, he or she will observe either a live cat or a dead cat, rather than a live and dead cat at the same time.

Mu Chun quoted Schrödinger's cat as a thought experiment here to tell Li Mu that everything in the world will take different paths at a certain node. In other words, how will the cat on the ceiling lead his life? Which direction to take depends on himself.

"You can really describe something, and you actually use the knowledge of quantum mechanics. This is a community hospital. Aren't you afraid that the patients will not understand what you are talking about?" Li Mu asked with a smile.

"I'm worried, so I have to think of other metaphors, such as [empty cabbage], [black fish is not black], something simple and easy to understand. Anyway, what kind of person do I meet?" Mu Chun covered her face in time He closed his mouth and did not continue speaking. ,

"Tell people what they say, but tell ghosts what they say?" Li Mu burst into laughter.

Before the laughter stopped, a gurgling sound suddenly came from the mind-body clinic.

Muchun asked, "What's the sound?"

Li Mu immediately replied, "Maybe I'm hungry."

"It's a good thing to be hungry. It means that the intestines and stomach have woken up. If you can't wake up from sleep, the intestines and stomach won't wake up either." Mu Chun memorized the medical book seriously.

Li Mu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, everything you said is right."

"If it were me, I would also be worried that my wife had put something in the bathroom ceiling, such as a cat. You must have heard about the recent cat abuse incident, so you are so scared that you always think about it but don't remember it. Are you willing to face it? If it were me, it would be difficult for me to tell others that my wife is abusing cats at home." Mu Chun's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

"Yes, I should have thought that it might be Qiu Tong, but I always want to bear it. I don't know why, I am afraid that this is really the case. Is it possible that this is not the truth? Is it possible that it is still the case? There are other possibilities, I mean, for example, a neighbor sneaked into my house and put the dead cat on the roof of our bathroom, or the twin sisters upstairs also have some ulterior secrets, and they are not college students now. Do you abuse cats a lot? After abusing a cat in the dormitory, the cat died and it was trending on Weibo.

Is it possible that there is a third situation, for example, a wild cat somehow got into the ceiling of our bathroom, for example, it got in through the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and then couldn't get out, because once the exhaust fan is turned on, it will It will hurt it, and it won't be able to get out after being injured.

is it possible? "The more Li Mu talked about it, the more he felt that these assumptions were too outrageous. On the contrary, it was the most logical thing that these things were done by Qiu Tong.

Muchun didn't know how to comfort Li Mu. After facing the reality, he seemed calmer than when he came to the clinic before, and his mood was more stable than ever before.

"I feel much better now," Li Mu said.

"That's good. If necessary, you can come with your wife. Cat abuse must be divided. I mean, maybe there is some pain that has not been resolved in my heart, so I did such a thing. After all, I am my wife, not an outsider."

Li Mu nodded and said, "I think I understand what Dr. Muchun means, but who would do such a thing to a cat? What pain is she in?"

"In psychosomatic treatment, couples often receive treatment together. If you need it, I am willing to help. It is up to you how to do it. Don't worry, I will help you at any time." Mu Chun said sincerely.

Muchun's sincerity is sincere and comes from the heart, without even considering any possible consequences. It is the same for Ding Jiajun, Gong Hai and Bai Lu.

Li Mu stood up and took the medical insurance card that Muchun handed him. He understood what he would face after walking out of the door of the mind and body department. He had to decide whether to do something and what to do. He didn't even know how to face Qiutong yet.

Mu Chun walked with Li Mu for a few steps, through the dark corridor, all the way to the stairs.

"Doctor Mu, go back first. Just like the difficulties at work, we always have to face and bear them." Li Mu forced a confident smile.

"You have always been the bearer, right? It has always been you who bears the responsibilities. Maybe it has been like this since childhood." Mu Chun patted Li Mu on the shoulder.

Li Mu did not nod, but he knew that Mu Chun seemed to be right again. He has always been a bearer because the team needs him. If there is a problem with the project, someone needs to bear and solve it. Most people's instinctive reaction is always to escape and deny their own faults, while those who really want to do things need to face and bear, solve and create.

Li Mu has indeed always been the bearer. When did it start?

After leaving the hospital, Li Mu called his mother. When the call was connected, Li Mu was speechless. Fortunately, Li Mu's mother was a cheerful woman. She said: "Son, what's wrong? Are you unhappy? If you are unhappy, we will quit. You like to show off and be a star. Mom supports you."

Ah? What the hell?

The haze in Li Mu's heart seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of lemon sea salt and crushed potato chips by his mother, which was indescribably weird.

"You have been very competitive since you were a child. You like to be the first and like to be the leader. But you, your teacher said that you are a good child with responsibility, not the kind of person who only likes to be in the limelight but can't take responsibility. So mom has thought about it. Mom is not afraid of becoming a celebrity mom, nor is she afraid of being secretly photographed by paparazzi when she goes to the street to buy vegetables. You, remember to transfer more red envelopes to me, mom will buy some cosmetics, and if it doesn't work, go for micro plastic surgery. Anyway, don't worry, a tiger son has a rat mother, and mom will cheer for you."

"Mom, I." Li Mu's eyes were hot.

"Son. Are you very tired?" Mom changed her previous impetuous voice and turned into a very quiet voice.

"Yes, mom, I feel hard, I feel... hard."

A tear fell to the ground, falling vertically, silently.

"Then go to bed early, there is nothing that can't be solved by sleeping, and if it can't be solved, sleep twice." Mom was silent for a while and suddenly spoke like a professional doctor.

Sleep? Mom and Muchun are really alike - Li Mu thought.

"Mom has been reflecting recently, whether I have set too high standards for you since you were young, but Mom has not reflected on anything serious, I just think that you set too high standards for yourself. Recently, Mom has been asked by relatives, friends and neighbors that Li Mu is getting more and more successful, and Mom doesn't know what else she can do for you. All your progress is half pain and half glory in Mom's heart.

By the way, Mom is going to play mahjong, just remember to transfer more red envelopes, the family is fine, don't worry, Qiutong is okay?"

"Okay, Mom." Li Mu choked.

"You, if you are unhappy, call me, don't bother your wife, women always have a lot of dissatisfaction with marriage, Mom is an experienced person, there is no woman who is completely satisfied with marriage, if there is, you won't meet it, this principle is the same as buying the Mark Six lottery and winning the first prize, although everyone has someone who wins the prize around them, but that winner will not be you, so don't think that other people's families are good, your family can't compare."

"Ah, no, I think Qiutong is pretty good." Li Mu took a breath and became more sober.

"That's it, it's good, we're happy if you're good. I really have to go play mahjong."

"Okay, Mom, I'll transfer some red envelopes to you, how much do you want?" Li Mu asked.

"You're crazy, give me a hundred, I'll be very easy to deal with." Mom's hearty laughter echoed on the other end of the phone.

Li Mu nodded stupidly, "Okay, I'll give you the red envelope right away."

After calling his mother, Li Mu returned home, opened all the windows, switched the air conditioner to ventilation mode, put on a mask, locked the door, moved a chair and walked into the bathroom.

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Mu Chun opened his notes and began to sort out Xie Xiaofei's cases.

More than a week has passed since Xie Chunping came here, and he hasn't come to the hospital again, and I don't know how Xie Xiaofei is doing now.

This is the passive part of the psychosomatic department. Mu Chun often feels powerless for such patients. The doctor is in the outpatient department of the hospital, and if the patient doesn't come to the hospital, what can he do?

There is no use in being anxious.

Reorganize the manuscript and edit the case collection, but what kind of case is useful for everyone?

Is it just to introduce what disease the patient has?

If psychosomatic medicine is so easy, it will be easy to handle.

Sometimes a patient is in front of you, knowing that he is an exhibitionist cannot solve the patient's current troubles. There is no one-to-one medicine, no immediate treatment method, these are all difficulties.

But the case collection still needs to be compiled. Secondly, he needs to consider more things, such as online treatment system, crisis intervention system, translation and introduction of relevant professional books, and writing more popular psychosomatic books, which are beneficial to the promotion of public welfare activities for mental health.

Game design and therapeutic APP that keep pace with the times

Schools, about the assessment of students' mental health and crisis prevention.

How to prevent children with pica like Zhou Ming from recurring?

How to more effectively prevent the Ding Xiaoyun incident from happening again?

This is simply a huge problem. How to reduce the pressure on children in the face of increasing academic competition?

Mu Chun shook his head, scratched his head, and finally buried his head in his arms.

Then the page that had not appeared for a long time appeared on Mu Chun's retina again.

[Number of equipment: 3]

[Number of props: 6]

[Physical strength: 0.75]

[Intelligence: 251]

[Talent: Memory Gaze, Crisis Warning, Power of Authority]

[System Task: Save 1000000000 people]

[Task progress: 255/1000000000 people]

[Task time: 3498 days]

Mu Chun noticed that [Number of props] changed from 4 to 6. He had studied it before. This [prop] should actually be changed to [partner] or something more appropriate, but Mu Chun had no way to modify the parameter name, so he could only let it continue to be displayed as [prop].

Mu Chun could hardly remember this page that looked like an electronic watch, but it was indeed changing, just like the most basic function of a watch - timing, this page has been working all the time.

The change from 4 to 6 should be due to the addition of Mu Xiao and Chu Sisi.

Mu Chun was very happy because Chu Sisi's growth was what he had always hoped to see. As for Mu Xiao, it was great that she could come back.

As for the progress of the mission, Mu Chun did not take it seriously at all. He just took it as a joke. If he really wanted to save people, Mu Chun felt that he might never have the confidence to save so many people. Just when he wanted to escape, he heard the bold words that seemed to be a natural mission and no one else could do it but him:

[Save one! ]

Before he finished speaking, Mu Chun suddenly raised his head and walked to the window to take a few breaths of cold air.

On Friday afternoon, there were no patients. It was not known whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, but there was still good news. Gong Hai won the first place in the junior group, so Gong Hai did not have to participate in the second preliminaries this weekend. He had more time to prepare for the finals and could reserve his physical strength for one more week than the contestants who participated in the second preliminaries. These advantages were really invincible.

Mu Chun was happy for Gong Hai.

In treatment, it is common for patients to establish transference to therapists. Sometimes treatment itself requires therapists to establish such transference, and then gradually help patients understand and eventually overcome them. In Gong Hai's treatment, Gong Hai realized that his feelings for his parents were transferred to Mu Chun.

Transference has a strong effect, and its limitations or negative effects are also great. The most important thing is that the time of transference is difficult to calculate, and sometimes it may last for a doctor.

The ideal situation is to gradually help patients understand and clearly realize the transference of feelings after establishing transference, and when the treatment is over, the patient can overcome the psychological barriers.

Mu Chun is not sure how long Gong Hai's treatment will last, and he has not even thought about it.

When Gong Hai first appeared in Huayuanqiao Hospital, when he threw himself into his arms, when he proudly introduced him to the people around him, "This is my dad."

All Mu Chun can do is accept this feeling unconditionally. Transference? Then transference.

While sorting out notes, Liu Tiantian came in, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Yakult, and drank it.

Mu Chun did not look up and continued to focus on his work.

"Doctor Muchun, I want to tell you something." Liu Tiantian smiled mysteriously at Muchun.

"Then don't say anything." Muchun replied.

Without looking up or taking his eyes off his notes, Muchun replied in a bland way.

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"Here they come again. This time it's not like Shen Fan stealing something. Let me give you a heads up. Someone from the judicial system is here. It seems that they went directly to the dean's office. I don't know what they are doing. Do you think they are here to investigate Shen Fan's case?" Liu Tiantian said excitedly.

Muchun shook his head. "Ah, Tiantian, have you finished the home care course? Are you going to the home hospital bed every week?"

Liu Tiantian pouted. "You don't have to worry about this. It's different from what most people think. I don't hate the elderly. In fact, I still like to take care of the elderly. You can't understand it. I have a special feeling for the elderly."

[Respecting and loving the elderly syndrome], Muchun said.

"Even if it is, I think my willingness to take care of the elderly is related to my grandmother, so I won't talk about it anymore." Liu Tiantian waved her hand, "What I told you is."

Before Liu Tiantian finished speaking, a rare guest who had never appeared here appeared at the door of the psychosomatic clinic.

Dean Jia knocked on the door and coughed again, his movements a little awkward.

Liu Tiantian hid the empty Yakult bottle behind her body and quietly put it into her sleeve, thinking that fortunately she was wearing a nurse's uniform with elastic cuffs today, thank God, she didn't want to listen to Dean Jia's nagging.

"At this time, does Nurse Liu Tiantian have any work on the fifth floor?" Dean Jia asked seriously.

"Well, there is a patient, I just came up to talk to Dr. Muchun, I've finished talking." Liu Tiantian looked at Muchun and pursed her lips hard.

"Next time the patient comes, I'd like to trouble Nurse Liu to accompany him. This is a very important part of the treatment. If there is any delay at the nurses' station, it would be my fault. I will definitely communicate with Head Nurse Li Xiaomei in advance for the next follow-up visit." Mu Chun bowed slightly to Liu Tiantian embarrassedly.

Dean Jia didn't know what the two were talking about, but they specifically asked for Mu Chun, so he had no choice but to go to the fifth floor to ask for the inexplicably popular psychosomatic doctor.

"Then, Dean Jia, I'll go downstairs first. Goodbye, Dr. Mu, goodbye, Dean Jia."

Liu Tiantian put her left hand behind her back and raised her right hand in front of her. She first waved to Mu Chun, then said goodbye to Dean Jia, and then ran out of the clinic with a clatter after trying her best to be cute.

"Dean Jia is looking for me?" Mu Chun stood up and said respectfully.

"Ah, it's like this. Two leaders from Fengchuan First Prison came to our hospital and said they wanted to trouble you with something. Can you help?" After saying that, Dean Jia handed a bag of answers to Mu Chun.

"My help? Prison system?" Mu Chun shook his head, unwilling to take the file bag.

Dean Jia's face looked a little ugly. He thought, it's just as I imagined. When has this Mu Chun ever been easy to talk to? Last time when the patient's family complained, he directly confronted the parents in my office. Although the parents burst into laughter later, how could such a confrontational doctor be sought after by so many people? Is Dr. Qi Rong of our internal medicine department not as good as Mu Chun, not to mention that we have a future mainstay like Fang Ming.

Mu Chun? Unruly, unruly, undisciplined, and undisciplined, if the dean hadn't been playing dumb and not expressing his opinion on the personnel transfer, he should have been transferred from this position long ago.

Now all hospitals above the second level are adding psychosomatic departments. Huayuanqiao is still a community hospital, so there is no need to open a psychosomatic department.

It's not too late to add a psychosomatic department when all community hospitals need to add one.

Dean Jia took a deep breath and then sat down. Seeing this, Mu Chun also sat down, very well-behaved.

"Officer Liu Ping's intention is to trouble Dr. Mu Chun to take a look at this document. The matter is quite urgent, so they came to the hospital today. So Dr. Mu Chun, it would be inappropriate if you don't take a look." Dean Jia handed the file bag to Mu Chun again.

"Dean Jia, can you tell me what it is about?" Mu Chun stood up restlessly and turned to ask Dean Jia, "Dean, do you want tea or coffee?"

Dean Jia shook his head, "No, thank you."

"Oh, OK." Mu Chun sat down again.

"Don't be so nervous, I haven't noticed that you are nervous before, are you uncomfortable?" Dean Jia's tone is very concerned.

"No, thank you for your concern, I shouldn't be nervous." Mu Chun said.

Dean Jia raised his eyes, "Take a look, here are the materials for you."

"Dean, can you tell me what it is about?" Mu Chun asked cautiously.

Dean Jia was almost going crazy. When did Mu Chun become so timid?

However, the prison guards didn't tell Dean Jia what it was, and Dean Jia was still counting on Mu Chun to tell him.

Mu Chun slowly stretched out his hand and opened the file bag, as if there was some poison in it. Dean Jia really didn't understand why Mu Chun was worthy of admiration.

After Mu Chun opened the file bag, he neatly took out two of the materials and read them carefully page by page. Ten minutes later, he had read them twice.

"What is it?" Dean Jia leaned forward and stared at the file in Mu Chun's hand and asked.

"Well, it says that it can only be read by Doctor Mu Chun. Leave the rest to me." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he put the file back into the file bag.

Dean Jia's face was deep, "Doctor Mu Chun, the prison system is very important. Should we ask doctors from other departments to assist in some of the work in our hospital?"