Crazy Psychologist

Immediately, all the students in the audience seats cried, "It's Ding Xiaoyun, it's really Ding Xiaoyun."

Pan Haiyu on the stage suddenly fell down, and the other girls lost their rhythm. More than four minutes of music soon came to an end.

The judges whispered to each other, and Zhao Lei watched the girls on the stage distraught in the background, worried that they would vomit again like they did during rehearsal.

Soon, her fears became reality, as the girls started throwing up and someone in the audience screamed, "Teacher, she threw up."

There are 6 classes in the fifth grade, a total of 245 students, 169 of them vomited, 63 of them had chest tightness and breathlessness, and some other symptoms were relatively mild, mainly manifested as general weakness.

Zhang Wenwen shrugged his shoulders, "This is already the third time, as far as I know, it is already the third time, and it is probably the fifth time for the internal medicine department."

Zhao Lei nodded, "I've been insomnia for half a month, and I'm afraid of what might happen on the day of the public rehearsal, and how could something like this happen."

In the auditorium of the Far North Primary School, the students have all returned to their classrooms one after another.

Zhang Wenwen, Mu Chun, Zhao Lei, two principals, and Luo Ping, the director of internal medicine affiliated to Zhinan Hospital.

Director Luo explained the condition of the students in detail. Like the previous few times, they vomited collectively, had difficulty breathing, and were weak all over, but no problems were found in various inspections.

Zhang Wenwen said, "I still think it's collective hysteria, and it happens every time when Ding Xiaoyun appears."

Since the auditorium is very large, and there are only six or seven people now, as long as the voice is a little louder, there will be an echo, which sounds a little scary.

"It's all right now, the dance is over, let alone the Spring Festival Gala, even if these children want to get a little extra points for the performance at the end of the year, it's impossible. The judges don't care if you have other reasons, let alone the school. Impossible to explain to the judges, how to explain this kind of thing?"

Zhao Lei lowered her voice, still unable to hide her dissatisfaction in her words, but she didn't dare to speak out what was in her heart even though the two principals were there.

It has been three times, three times in a month, the vomiting incident during rehearsal happened, why hasn't it attracted enough attention?

Zhang Wenwen did not care as much as Zhao Lei. In front of Principal Huang Junyao, Zhang Wenwen said, "After the mass poisoning incident, Zhinan Affiliated Hospital and Huayuanqiao Community Hospital have cooperated with the Health Committee to conduct an in-depth investigation of the students. This incident It is indeed related to Ding Xiaoyun's incident, and it is also related to the parents and the school's attitude towards Ding Xiaoyun's incident, not just the allergic dust that the school said to the parents later."

Mu Chun remained silent, Zhang Wenwen pushed Mu Chun, but he still remained silent.

"Our investigation report has clearly explained the occurrence, development, influencing factors and various correlations of the incident, but the school put it aside and did not explain it clearly to the parents. Doesn't the school have a little responsibility?"

"The school can't help it. It's not up to the school to make decisions about this kind of thing. Parents didn't want to listen to it at the time."

Zhang Wenwen didn't expect that it would be fine if Mu Chun didn't open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't help them but stood on the side of the school.

"Yes, yes, Dr. Mu Chun is right. You two were there at the time. When we explained mass hysteria to the parents, the parents were very disgusted and couldn't go on talking, right?"

Huang Junyao's lips were dry, and his face lost its usual brilliance. Vice President Qin stood aside, and he didn't know what else to say about today's situation.

Director Luo Ping of Zhinan Hospital is a doctor in his forties. He is usually very serious and meticulous in his work. He is a very reliable chief doctor of internal medicine in Zhinan Hospital. Luo Ping sighed, "I am also the father of a child. A few days ago, five boys from my daughter's school met to commit suicide. You all know this. One of the children died after being sent to our hospital."

"So, is it necessary to let the tragedy happen again and again?"

Zhang Wenwen clenched his fists. The bones of those children from Fengchuan Middle School were still warm. Can’t others learn a little lesson and understand that children don’t understand everything, but understand everything, and have the ability to go to destruction? ?

"In any case, I think we still need to let parents know that this situation is not caused by environmental allergies. Everyone should pay attention to the relationship with their children, be more respectful, careful, and patient, instead of following the temperament of adults. Let them do what you want them to do."

Huang Junyao also agreed, nodded and remained silent.

Vice-principal Qin whispered in Huang Junyao's ear, "Should we still write down the incident and hand it over to the Education Committee to hold a meeting to discuss it? There are still rules and procedures for these things."

Huang Junyao hesitated. There should be relevant procedures and regulations on the Board of Education, and they were done in accordance with the regulations before. What rules are there now?

The two doctors were right. In any case, things like this can no longer continue to happen.

Not to mention the suicide of five third-year junior boys in Fengchuan, which is now being turmoiled by a big media, and the incident of Ding Xiaoyun is the fuse, it's all the same thing.

Theories like this emerge in endlessly, and some people even talked about the "butterfly effect".

"So what can we do?"

Mu Chun had already walked outside the auditorium. Before that, while everyone was still hesitating and discussing, he inspected the inside and outside of the auditorium. After everyone walked out of the auditorium, Mu Chun asked, "Far North is the Greening School, right?"

Huang Junyao smiled shyly, "Yes, we have always been a demonstration school for greening, and the tree planting rate of the Far North Primary School ranks first in the city."

"Let all the children plant a tree together. The name of the tree is Ding Xiaoyun."

Huang Junyao didn't expect Mu Chun to say such strange words suddenly~www.readwn.com~ Zhang Wenwen was also very puzzled, why did he want to plant trees?

"Why do people plant trees? I thought you would come up with a good solution?"

On the way back to Huayuanqiao Hospital, Zhang Wenwen caught up with Mu Chun who was in front of him. Mu Chun seemed to be in a good mood while running.

"Hey, talking to you."

"Ah, plant a tree, the tree can live forever."

"It's that simple?"

Zhang Wenwen didn't understand that the suicide incident was so frightening, the collective vomiting was frequent, the school did not pay attention to the investigation report, and the parents did not accept the collective mental confusion of the children. The suicide happened again at the school 30 kilometers away, and the tragedy was staged again and again. Means without restraint.

Mu Chun, as a physical and mental doctor in this era, you can only come up with the idea of ​​"planting trees"?

"Are you going to plant trees together? I'm afraid you'll be in North America and you won't be able to come here in time."

"Go to hell, Mu Chun."