Crazy Psychologist

After Fang Ming passed out, Mu Chun found that Bai Lu was also drunk on the sofa seat. After hesitating for a while, Mu Chun walked up to Bai Lu and patted her on the shoulder.

Bai Lu, who was still asleep, barely opened her eyes, "Doctor Mu."

"You're drunk, I'll take you back."

"Doctor Mu..." Saying that, Bai Lu suddenly threw herself into Mu Chun's arms, crying like a little rabbit.

"I want to see him, I want to see him." Bai Lu cried bitterly and shed tears. Mu Chun didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only hold them high in the air as if surrendering.

"Can you... hug me." Bai Lu raised her body and looked at Mu Chun pitifully. "I really, I really didn't know what to do tonight. You taught me many ways, but they didn't work, they didn't work..."

"I...I didn't help you." Mu Chun suddenly felt a burst of frustration, accompanied by the weak melody of jazz, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness from his shoulders to his abdomen.

"Doctor Mu, can you give me a hug." Bai Lu asked again.

In principle, this is impossible.

Of course, Mu Chun knew that Bai Lu was his patient at all times, and keeping a proper distance between him and his patients was a very important course for psychosomatic doctors.

"I'm sorry, I...isn't it, it's too bad." Bai Lu obviously fell into endless depression, and behind her, a huge darkness was swallowing her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Bai Lu kept saying sorry, her sadness broke down, like a heavy snow that had accumulated for a long time.

Mu Chun suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Bai Lu in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there will be a way."

Trembling, Bai Lu cried bitterly in Mu Chun's arms. Even the band on the stage stopped playing. A few seconds later, the music started again, and Bai Lu's tears had completely soaked Mu Chun's shoulders.

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After another half of the song, Mu Chun realized that Bai Lu had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

When Mu Xiao's car arrived at the door, Mu Chun could only help Bai Lu out of the bar, "Are you so drunk?" Mu Xiao asked while helping.

"Yeah, I'm unconscious." Mu Chun described it with exaggerated words.

"Didn't you say that Dr. Fang Ming was drunk? When did Director Fang become a woman?" In order to ease the atmosphere, Mu Xiao said with a smile.

"Fang Ming is still at the bar. I guess this sleep will last until dawn. I'll ask a waiter to help him out. Smile and help Bai Lu into the car first."

Afterwards, Mu Chun walked into the bar, picked up Fang Ming's clothes and the two bags of dolls he grabbed, and asked a waiter in the store to help deliver them to Mu Xiao's car.

"I'll go and pay." Mu Xiao said.

"I'll go."

"No, you stay in the car, I'll go in and investigate."

Mu Xiao said vigilantly, her eyes were cold in the night. Mu Chun nodded, although he was a little worried, he still agreed.

Five minutes later, Mu Xiao paid and walked out of JazzJazzClub. Opening the car door, a gust of cold wind poured into the car. The two drunk people who fell asleep did not feel the cold wind at all. They were tied to their seats and fell asleep soundly.

"How did these two meet together?" Mu Xiao asked.

"It's a coincidence." Mu Chun tilted the back of the passenger seat back a little tiredly, and then put on the seat belt.

"Are you drinking too?" Mu Xiao asked after starting the car.

"I drank a drop." Mu Chun replied.

"A drop?"

"Well, one drop, and it's on my lips. You know, I don't drink alcohol, and drinking makes me stupid. I'm already stupid." Mu Chun laughed at himself.

This night was really much longer than planned, even longer than a day at work.

Originally, he just wanted to help Fang Ming release the unhappiness in his heart, but he didn't expect Fang Ming to meet Bai Lu after seeing that he had already achieved results.

Moreover, this JazzJazzClub always has a weird atmosphere, and Mu Chun can't tell, but when he came to this store twice, he felt as if there was a pair of eyes hiding behind him in a dark corner that he didn't know.

"I also know about Dr. Fang's work in Zhinan, [Bed Syndrome], many surgeons have such a small obstacle, it's not a big deal." Mu Xiao said while driving.

"Well, the reluctance to admit patients with 15 beds just happened to coincide with the professor's incident, so Fang Ming became very concerned. If he hadn't encountered the professor's serious illness, his obsession with the bed, and his IQ It won't affect the work to such a bad degree." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he turned and looked at Fang Ming who was sleeping soundly. He looked like a computer that was turned off, and he could finally take a rest.

"Dr. Mu Chun took the patient out of the consulting room again today, and had a behavioral treatment feast?" Mu Xiao put down his hat, and his long hair fell on his shoulders.

"Well... the big meal is not my treat." Mu Chun took Fang Ming to a restaurant where he ate with the professor and ordered a table of dishes that were exactly the same as when he ate with the professor, and what happened next. Ask Fang Ming to row the car and explain to Mu Xiao one by one.

puff!

Mu Xiao shook his head repeatedly, dumbfounded, "I really admire Dr. Mu Chun, you can think of a way like rowing a car?"

"He needs to relax ~www.readwn.com~ It is too difficult for him to relax. In fact, surgeons are under tension for a long time. After such tension for a long time, the body has a kind of adaptability. This state is very important for work. It is beneficial, but on the other hand, it is difficult for people like Fang Ming to relax, because the brain has forgotten what relaxation looks like, just like looking up English words in a Chinese dictionary. No, I tried not to disturb him first and let him sleep for three days and two nights."

"Sleep therapy for depression?" Mu Xiao was surprised when he heard this, "Fang Ming did not go to work for three days, and I heard the nurse behind her back saying that Dr. Fang Ming might have offended the patient and was temporarily suspended. "

"It's all gossip. He went to sleep. This kind of sleep is not a bad thing. Only after the body has rested can the brain have a chance to restart. The brain cannot rest by itself without resting the body."

Mu Chun looked at the sea at twelve o'clock in the morning, and it was so quiet that there was no movement.

At this time, a soft hand suddenly grabbed him, "Mu Chun, you really make me worry."

Mu Xiao said worriedly.

"It's okay, I understand Fang Ming quite well, he can handle it with his IQ, and the fact is that he handled it very well. Tonight I guess he wanted to talk to me about the professor's departure, but the words kept coming. It's on the edge of my mouth but I can't open my mouth."

"We are just the ones who help people express their thoughts." Mu Xiao said something that Professor Chu said in class when he was in college.

"Yes, it's easier said than done, it's as difficult as melting a frozen lake." Mu Chun said with emotion.