Chapter 555 If I Could Share It with You

When Zhou Gang saw that Mu Chun looked a little serious, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and fidgeted. After a month of patient treatment by Dr. Chu, Zhou Gang felt much better and no longer felt nervous and uneasy from time to time. Why did the doctor suddenly change today? This made Zhou Gang feel like a stuck computer system, not knowing what to do.

"Are you uncomfortable? Is your cervical spine not good?" Mu Chun asked.

Zhou Gang's cervical spine is indeed not good, but how can this doctor tell at a glance that his cervical spine is not good?

While thinking, Zhou Gang subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

"Do you often feel sore and swollen on your right shoulder?" Mu Chun asked again.

"It seems to be true." Zhou Gang touched his right shoulder again after listening to Mu Chun. Speaking of which, the right shoulder and upper arm often feel sore and swollen. How did this doctor know this?

"What's your name, doctor?"

The doctor asked him two questions at once, and Zhou Gang just realized that the doctor in front of him was more experienced than Dr. Chu. Could he be the director of a department?

While he was speculating, Mu Chun said, "Doctor Mu Chun, just call me Doctor Mu. I'm the director of the Department of Psychosomatic Medicine. Can you come to see me for treatment in the future?"

"Not good." Zhou Gang said with difficulty.

"Why not?" Mu Chun asked.

"Nothing, I just think Doctor Chu Sisi is pretty good. I'm doing well with her." Zhou Gang shook his head and answered reluctantly, looking like a primary school student who didn't want to lend an eraser to his deskmate.

"Then tell me what you've seen. Did Doctor Chu tell you that if your cervical spine problem continues like this, you may suddenly not be able to lift your right hand one day?"

Zhou Gang was startled, then shook his head.

"Then did Doctor Chu prescribe you sleeping pills? Have you been sleeping poorly recently?"

"That's true, but Doctor Chu Sisi didn't think I needed to take sleeping pills." Zhou Gang replied.

Of course, Mu Chun knew very well why Chu Sisi didn't prescribe sleeping pills for Zhou Gang. The reason was very simple. Chu Sisi didn't have the right to prescribe.

But Zhou Gang didn't seem to know this. In Mu Chun's opinion, there were two reasons why Zhou Gang didn't understand whether Chu Sisi had the right to prescribe:

1. Zhou Gang, like most patients, thought that all the doctors in white coats sitting in the outpatient department were the same. He would not consider that there were doctors who could not prescribe medicine. In the eyes of patients, prescribing medicine was what all doctors would do.

2. Chu Sisi told Zhou Gang that he didn't need to take sleeping pills for the time being, which Zhou Gang had just said.

Zhou Gang was a little absent-minded sitting in the chair. He always wanted to look back, but he knew that the door behind him was closed, so he couldn't see anything even if he looked back.

After taking a sip of coffee from the cup, Zhou Gang's feeling of uneasiness became stronger.

Zhou Gang was in a good mood last night. I don't know why, recently, whenever he thought about the upcoming follow-up appointment with Dr. Chu, Zhou Gang's mood would get better; or in the few days after coming to the Garden Bridge Community Health Center for a follow-up, Zhou Gang felt comfortable all over, with a sense of comfort like a spring breeze.

Just last night, for the first time in many years, Zhou Gang didn't sleep with his favorite underwear.

Ever since he was a teenager, Zhou Gang has secretly hidden this piece of clothing. When he goes to bed, he always puts this piece of clothing next to his pillow and holds this piece of women's underwear like a child holding a doll.

Every morning, he folds the clothes and hides them at the bottom of the drawer.

This is his secret, and he has never even confided it to Chu Sisi.

Although Zhou Gang has collected a lot of women's underwear over the years, Zhou Gang's love for this piece of underwear is incomparable to any other underwear.

He once thought that even if he got married one day, he might not be able to do without this piece of clothing.

In the past year, Zhou Gang began to feel more and more uncomfortable with his behavior, which is why he came to the hospital to see the Department of Psychology and Psychology. Zhou Gang sometimes felt that a whole wardrobe of women's underwear was like a huge black hole, and there was a hideous woman's face in the black hole.

He wanted to touch that face, but he was afraid of that face. That face was not young, nor beautiful. Gradually, Zhou Gang discovered that the face in the black hole was the owner of the clothes-a relative he didn't know at all. When Zhou Gang was a teenager, that summer, Zhou Gang saw this young aunt washing her hair with a basin on the marble countertop in the kitchen. At that time, she was wearing a pink vest, which became somewhat transparent because of the water.

At that time, Zhou Gang was still a child, and had just begun to have some longings and fantasies about women. This dress became the maltose entangled in his heart.

Zhou Gang did not deliberately steal the dress. How did this dress come to him? Zhou Gang himself could not remember clearly.

In short, he would not admit that he stole this dress.

Since that summer, Zhou Gang has never seen this aunt again, and he has never remembered what her face looked like from the front. All his memories of this woman are her wet neck and the translucent top that can set off her skin color.

But after knowing Dr. Chu Sisi for a month, Zhou Gang has rarely felt disgusted with his behavior, and Zhou Gang can't figure out the reason.

But he did look forward to seeing Dr. Chu every week, and he did enjoy the relaxing time after each follow-up visit. This sense of relaxation could last for several days. When it was about to disappear, when the original anxiety and struggle came back, it was time for the follow-up visit in the second week, and Zhou Gang was immersed in anticipation again.

He thought it was good. Although it was only an hour, Zhou Gang was able to chat happily with Chu Sisi. In his opinion, Chu Sisi also enjoyed chatting with him.

Even on weekdays, Zhou Gang felt that he was not afraid to talk to others. He was no longer afraid that people around him would see any strange habits in him. There were several times when Zhou Gang turned out these underwear one by one and sorted them out. He no longer felt any blushing and guilt. Guilt was almost an antique in the past world. He felt very relaxed. This relaxation even made him grateful for the room full of women's underwear he collected.

Zhou Gang was looking forward to sharing these changes in himself with Dr. Chu. He looked forward to sharing his wonderful feelings with Dr. Chu's quiet listening.