Crazy Psychologist

"what exactly is it?"

Yang Xing's feet trembled. He hadn't been so eager to obtain a useful knowledge for a long time.

Could it be that this doctor is really hiding something?

Existence like a sweeping monk in Jin Yongli?

If he is really an expert, how much can he learn from him.

Yang Xing felt that this trip was not in vain, and he didn't waste time sitting here drinking coffee. He felt that most of the recent troubles could be solved here, and his oars seemed to have touched the shore.

On the bank, the grass grows and the warblers fly, full of vitality.

Yang Xing didn't know where he had heard such a sentence. He didn't think it made much sense, and no matter how he thought about it, it was a bit pseudo-scientific, but Yang Xing would often think of this sentence.

"If you stay with a woman for a long time, it will become moldy."

Every time he thought of this sentence, Yang Xing would snort, "What weird logic."

At the same time, he would feel a little in awe, and always felt that there was a bit of "oracle" hidden in this sentence.

It's not the words themselves that linger, but when chewing these words, it's like chewing betel nuts, and there is always a feeling of being unclear.

Sometimes Yang Xing also thinks it's boring to be among women all the time, but the chance of this kind of thought appearing is very low. Most of the time, he doesn't reflect on what's wrong with his life, or whether there are other possibilities in life.

Become handsome, become excellent, this point can not be wrong at any time.

Standing on such a platform, Yang Xing, who was blowing the wind around the sea, naturally didn't think about other things.

Only now, he suddenly felt that chatting with a male doctor would be so interesting, which really exceeded expectations.

Most of the time, Yang Xing thinks that chatting with men is a waste of time, and he doesn't think chatting in reality can be nourishing.

What needs to be learned is actually more convenient on the Internet. Modern people should have a modern way of living and learning.

Even for his current BA course, half of it is completed through online teaching and online interaction. Although when participating in college activities together, there were a bunch of people crowded in the office to plan an activity like middle school students, but learning itself still has a lot to do. Part of this is done online.

Being a good person online is more important than it seems in reality.

But now, he felt that Dr. Mu Chun, who completely existed in reality, was somewhat interesting, and more and more interesting.

It is said that interesting people will also look better, and it seems that this is really true.

"What's the other question?" Yang Xing pressed again.

Mu Chun rolled up his sleeves, looked at the time again, and said, "Oops, I have to end the treatment. I'm in a hurry."

Mu Chun looked at Yang Xing in embarrassment, it was somewhat embarrassing for the doctor to ask the patient out of the clinic.

Yang Xing pushed his eyes, naturally a little dissatisfied.

He didn't intend to hide this dissatisfaction, but it clearly showed on his face.

For Yang Xing, this is not the first time. He still remembers clearly that when he came to the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center before Chinese New Year, this Dr. Mu Chun was also on a temporary basis. Later, he was "driven away" by a nurse go out.

"But doctor, you haven't answered my question yet." Yang Xing said arrogantly.

Mu Chun seemed really anxious. He ignored Yang Xing, but got up and took off his white coat in front of Yang Xing, and hung it beside the bookshelf.

After changing into her own clothes, Mu Chun remembered that Yang Xing was still sitting beside her.

The doctor said embarrassedly with a smiling face, "I'm really in a hurry. After all, you don't have an appointment, right?"

Yang Xing looked at Mu Chun, then at the outpatient room, and thought, "This place still needs to make an appointment? I've been here for more than half an hour and I haven't seen any patients queuing at the door."

"Why don't I prescribe you some medicine, or have you had a medical examination recently?"

Mu Chun said while arranging things.

"What medicine do I need?" Yang Xing was puzzled.

The newly established goodwill towards Mu Chun gradually disappeared.

"Sleeping pills or happy pills are fine. Anyway, you don't have violent tendencies, right. As long as you can sleep peacefully next to the girlfriend you don't like at night, you will soon have a lot less trouble."

Mu Chun said with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Xing didn't understand anymore.

"Ah, how uncomfortable it is to pretend to sleep and escape from your girlfriend, right? If you take two pills and fall asleep, you only need to say to your girlfriend the next day, 'I'm really tired from work recently, I'm really sorry', so there will be no embarrassment Well, isn’t it? During the day, you can also be energetic and be with other girls you like, isn’t what I said very reasonable?”

I have to say, it really makes sense.

Pretending to sleep is really uncomfortable. The more you pretend to sleep, the more you can’t fall asleep. Later, you don’t feel sleepy. If you accidentally fall asleep, it’s already three or four o’clock in the morning. I get a headache and it tastes like nothing to eat.

I was dizzy all morning, and I didn't feel better until after lunch.

Yang Xing simply wondered if he was depressed. This word has become popular recently, and some people directly use this word to play various things on the Internet, saying that they are depressed and don't want to live anymore. Good note, as a result, there are a bunch of fans leaving messages below, and every day someone goes to say hello early in the morning, for fear that the blogger will die.

It's incomprehensible that such a person can have tens of thousands of fans.

Yang Xing was thinking, or else he would make some videos himself, and record the story of him coming to the community health center to find a psychosomatic doctor. Maybe many people would be more curious about psychosomatic doctors.

However, if this Mu Chun is more photogenic than himself, then isn't it a dowry for others.

"Do you want to prepare some sleep aids? It can improve your headaches, dizziness, lack of concentration and even poor performance."

Mu Chun raised his eyebrows, his expression seemed to say, "I think of you for you".

Although it was weird, it seemed to be a good way. Speaking of the physical examination, Yang Xing was a little flustered. He hadn't had a physical examination in two years, because he didn't think there was anything wrong with his body.

"Physical examination, if you always associate with many girls, you need to protect yourself even more."

puff!

Is the focus actually on this aspect?

This doctor - yes!

"What I mean is that no one should blindly believe that as long as it is love, it must be healthy. In case of illness or something, it will be very troublesome. Young people are different from the old generation. Annual physical examination is very important. For women, I will It is recommended to add some inspection items that are not included in the routine physical examination."

"What about men?"

Mu Chun had already walked outside the door, waiting for Yang Xing to walk out with his medical insurance card.

"So do men need to add any items?" Yang Xing asked again. In his opinion, writing a small topic on these two issues on the Internet should get a lot of hits.

But this doctor seemed to only half-spoken on purpose, no matter how Yang Xing asked, he could always change the topic to other places.

The two walked through the corridor together. Yang Xing saw that the door of Dr. Chu's outpatient room was ajar, and asked casually, "Is Dr. Chu also a psychosomatic doctor?"

"Ah, yes." Mu Chun replied.

Yo! Yang Xing smiled slightly, and followed Mu Chun downstairs.

When he reached the third floor, Mu Chun stopped suddenly, and Yang Xing also stopped.

"Doctor Mu Chun? Why are you wearing your own clothes at work again?" Jia Tian looked at Mu Chun sadly.

Mu Chun quickly explained that he was going to a nearby nursing home.

"Nursing home? When did the physical and mental department need to go to a nursing home? Isn't there a doctor in the internal medicine department? Is it a private matter for you to go to a nursing home?"

"No, of course not!" Mu Chun denied it solemnly.

Dean Jia couldn't figure it out either. Seeing Yang Xing following Mu Chun, he thought that standing like this might block the patient's way, so he sighed, patted Mu Chun on the shoulder, and said, "Come to my office tomorrow." One trip, preferably in the morning, I have a meeting in the afternoon."

Going to the office again! og~~~~~~~

Mu Chun felt a bit wronged in his heart.

"Are you going to a nursing home?"

"Yes. Do you want to go with me? Let's talk while walking?" Mu Chun said casually, but her pace became faster and faster.

When passing by the outpatient hall, two old ladies greeted Mu Chun humanely, Yang Xing felt a little uncomfortable seeing it, and thought, is Dr. Mu Chun so popular?

Is it the halo of the doctor's profession or is there something special about this person himself?

Walking to the nurse's desk, Mu Chun was grabbed aside by a young nurse again.

Did the hospital die like this? The nurse just grabbed the doctor's arm?

This? Is it a benefit?

Yang Xing began to envy the work of a doctor, imagining that if he wore a white coat, he would be so handsome.

Speaking of it, there is no need to be a doctor. The hospital smells like disinfectant. If there is no such smell, viruses and bacteria may be in the environment. He doesn't want to work eight hours a day in a place like a hospital.

But if you can put on a white coat and take a group of photos, or have a part-time job occasionally, it should feel very good.

It's true that girls will like it very much.

When Yang Xing was having sex, on the other side, Liu Tiantian grabbed Mu Chun and asked, "What's going on, where is Dr. Mu going with Yang Xing?"

"How did Nurse Liu know that I was going out with Yang Xing?" Mu Chun wondered if Liu Tiantian had acquired some kind of ability of prophecy. Was he going in the direction of a witch nurse?

"Doctor Mu appears and disappears, I don't care, but this Yang Xing is really not a good person, Dr. Mu, you have to be careful, don't be led astray by him, they have a group of such people."

Liu Tiantian spoke with certainty, as if she knew the group of people Yang Xing belonged to very well.

Hearing what Liu Tiantian said, Mu Chun also seemed a little flustered, "No way, I'm a man, they don't think they have thoughts about men, do they?"

Liu Tiantian shook his head crazily. No matter what he said, it was disgusting.

It's just a scumbag, it shouldn't be destructive to boys.

Although Liu Tiantian thought so, she didn't want to tell Mu Chun that way. She reminded Mu Chun in a warning tone, "If you get close to Zhu, you will be red, and if you get close to ink, you will be black, Mr. Mu Chun."

Mu Chun was naturally grateful for such earnest words, and quickly thanked her a few words, promising that she would definitely maintain a good attitude.

After walking out of the hospital gate, Yang Xing followed Mu Chun closely, "I also want to visit the nursing home, I don't know if it is possible."

"This is actually not allowed. I am going to work. Are you a doctor or a patient?"

"Didn't the doctor invite me to go with you just now? Why is your memory so bad?"

Yang Xing was a little unhappy.

"Oh, yes, I remembered, but then I thought about how to introduce you to the person in charge of the nursing home? It seems inappropriate to say that you are my patient. The elderly in the nursing home have different personalities. In case some people are particularly concerned about patients coming from outside, worrying about infectious diseases and the like, I’m afraid there will be some trouble.”

"I don't have an infectious disease, why do doctors always say this word."

Yang Xing was a little unhappy.

"I didn't mean that, where did you think, what I mean is that the old people will worry about whether the patients coming from outside have respiratory infectious diseases such as colds and coughs. Are you thinking too much?"

After turning the corner, Yang Xing was silent for a while. What Mu Chun said was good, but he didn't know how to answer it.

It was Mu Chun who thought of a good way for him, "Otherwise, if you don't mind, you can wear a white coat."

"what?"

Yang Xing didn't know how happy he was in his heart, but on the surface he was calm and composed, even pretending that he didn't know what the doctor was talking about.

Speaking of this kind of pretentious ability, Yang Xing thinks that he is also a natural actor.

"Then follow the doctor's orders."

Yang Xing said.

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Community nursing homes are usually very close to community hospitals, and the same is true for Huayuanqiao Community Nursing Center. After walking two small streets, you will arrive at Huayuanqiao Community Nursing Center.

Inside the gate is a small garden surrounded by a small lake, which made Yang Xing fall in love with this place immediately.

Nursing homes are so beautiful now, and the place around the sea is really rich. A community nursing home is like a high-end community. If you wear a white coat and take a photo here, it will probably gain some fans.

Just as Yang Xing was thinking, Mu Chun had already walked out of the infirmary at the guard's side, and called Dr. Yang softly.

"Doctor?" Yang Xing looked around and found no one else, so he knew that Mu Chun was calling him, so he walked into the infirmary and saw Mu Chun talking to a man in blue. A female nurse in a nurse outfit speaks.

There is a row of cabinets in the room, the cabinets are composed of dozens of small drawers, like the kind of wooden cabinets used to grab medicine in TV dramas.

There is a row of medical records neatly placed on the table.

The nurse was a little fat, and her figure was not as good as the nurse at the entrance of the hospital and Dr. Chu on the fifth floor, but Yang Xing really liked this small blue nurse outfit.

He felt that in front of him was the clearest scenery in spring.

Sure enough, doctors and nurses are fascinating.

Just as he was thinking, a white coat was handed to him.

"Put it on. Old people have high requirements for punctuality. If they arrive late, they will have an idea."

After Mu Chun finished speaking, the nurse followed, "Hehe, I have to watch it too. Some old people can mutter for a long time if you are a minute late."

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