Chapter 450: If the person we care about is sick

"This is not mentioned in this material." Mu Chun replied honestly, "By the way, part of it can be told to the hospital, I probably need to take a day off, it should be tomorrow, I need to go to Fengchuan No. 1 Prison once, I can't be sure how much time it will take, dean, how should I ask for leave?" Whether it's a private matter or a business matter. ”

Dean Jia thought for a while, "Go and talk to the personnel department, just say that you can go out on business, who will you hand over tomorrow's outpatient clinic?" ”

"Ah, Dr. Chu Sisi and Dr. Liu Dan will be in charge of the outpatient work of the Department of Physiology and Physique, and there are several patients on my side who don't have appointments on Saturday, but there are several on Monday." Mu Chun explained.

Dean Jia secretly laughed to himself, how many patients? It's a shame that he said it, when did there ever be several patients in the psychosomatic department a day?

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What does the dean like about Mu Chun?

Vice Dean Jia put his hands behind his back and walked out boringly.

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Dean Jia didn't turn around, but just raised his hand behind him.

After Dean Jia left, Mu Chun took out his notebook and thought about the things mentioned in this material, it seemed that it was indeed a little troublesome? But hasn't such trouble happened before?

The thing mentioned in the file bag is that a patient in the fifth ward of Fengchuan No. 1 Prison has been sloppy and confused in speech for nearly a month, and often cannot participate in exercises and complete daily homework.

In the materials, there are two lines of words listing things other than normal food that Pan Guangshen eats, including, paper, refills, rags that fell from the mop, fibers that fell from the broom, hair in the trash can, cotton, torn sheets, prison clothes, water spit out after brushing teeth, vomit and even his own excrement, including urine and big ~

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Mu Chun put his hands behind his head and began to think about this, what does the prison want him to do?

Help diagnose whether the inmate is also mentally handicapped?

If it is just like this, it can be regarded as his duty, and the patients within the high walls are naturally also patients, but such a thing has never been encountered, and the two weeks after the year are the [Mental Health Annual Meeting], Mu Chun has heard that the judicial system is preparing to develop some specialized courses, and internally train a group of police officers with professional knowledge of physical and mental medicine, and Professor Chu seems to have received an invitation to develop the curriculum.

How did you find Garden Bridge Hospital?

Mu Chun thought, I'm afraid I have to ask Professor Chu to find out.

Seeing that it was approaching half past four, Mu Chun finished sorting out the recent cases, and also looked at the case notes and study notes made by Chu Sisi, it seems that this Chu Sisi classmate, who aspires to become a doctor, is really becoming more and more diligent.

In fact, Chu Sisi can delve into the curriculum development of the judicial system and this kind of assistance request, after all, she is also an honor student born in the law major.

Mu Chun carefully corrected some mistakes in Chu Sisi's notes, and answered the questions she left on the notes.

This way reminded him of a lot of times when he was with Mu Xiao in college and revised his notes, the years flew by, and when he forgot, he was like an overworked student on duty, erasing the blackboard without a trace, and when he remembered it, it was like sugar stuck to candy paper, melting together.

After finishing this, it was almost five o'clock, Mu Chun called Professor Chu, saying that he wanted to go to his place at night and borrow a few books by the way.

Professor Chu was very happy and invited Mu Chun to his house for dinner.

Mu Chun agreed.

When I came out of the subway, it was completely dark, and there was a little light rain in the air.

Mu Chun wrapped his coat tightly, thinking that it was okay that there was no wind at this time, if there was a cold wind, it would really be able to blow depression on a good person.

It is said that there is no way to survive around the sea in winter without falling in love, this is very popular among young people, and most of them are also used to chase lovers.

Wind, flowers, snow, and the moon can all be metaphors for love, and the cold wind naturally makes people think that it will be easier to survive winter with a companion.

knocked on the old-fashioned wooden door of Professor Chu's house, Professor Chu came to open the door with an apron and a shovel, Mu Chun was a little surprised, Professor Chu was not dressed for the first time, but he really hadn't seen it for many years, and suddenly saw Professor Chu's home dress, Mu Chun stood outside the door in a daze, not knowing whether to laugh or sigh.

After the college entrance examination, with the admission notice of medical school, I can't imagine how to spend the long 7 years, and then think about the next few years, 10 to 11 years before and after

When I entered my freshman year, I counted the days, always hoping that time would pass faster, and when everyone else was in love, medical students were endorsing.

While others are studying TOEFL and IELTS and preparing to go abroad for graduate school, medical students are discussing life philosophy with guinea pigs.

Are the brain and consciousness the same thing?

Are brains and IQ the same thing?

Is loving someone the brain, loving someone, or loving someone?

The guinea pig is always asking questions, and the frog and the onion won't tell you the answer.

It is true that the exams of medical schools are not much easier than the college entrance examination.

Studying medicine really requires a little talent, this is what Professor Chu said, and the students in the classroom were silent when he said this, there were too many things to learn and master, more things to memorize and memorize, and many things to calculate and count.

Mu Chun is talented, Professor Chu did say so, it is hard to imagine that a professor of physical and mental health always talks about talent, it is really not enough chicken soup for the soul.

"Don't be stunned at the door, come in." Chu Xiaofeng said as he ran back to the kitchen.

Mu Chun walked to the living room, found a chair and sat down, and just wanted to pick up a book on the coffee table and read it for a while, only to hear Professor Chu shouting: "Wash your hands first when you enter the door, you are still not a doctor." ”

I!

Mu Chun looked helpless, and was complained by the professor of his own profession that he was not a doctor, is this okay?

This kind of complaint is really not uncommon, and the complaint from your own professor can cause about 10,000 points of damage.

"Wash your hands, eat oranges, there are delicious oranges on the table, they were sent by Mu Xiao." Professor Chu said while crackling and stir-frying.

"Mu Xiao? Has she been here? Mu Chun asked.

"No, she just sent me some oranges and left, this girl is busy all day long, I said since you have already met each other, why don't you get married on the spot?"

Mu Chungang put the orange in his mouth, and when he heard the professor say this, he almost choked.

A wrenched cough.

"What are you doing, if you don't look for Mu Xiao, who else can you find? Do you like other girls? Chu Xiaofeng walked out with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.

The table was haphazardly tidied up, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were placed in the middle of a small round table.

A plate of tomato scrambled eggs was piled up next to scattered notes and counts, and Mu Chun coughed as he saw a good book on the table.

"Disturbance of the Mind?" Mu Chun muttered to himself.

Professor Chu put on the presbyopia eyes hanging around his neck and stepped forward to take a look, "Well, yes, Professor Dewey's "Disturbance of the Mind", I finally found a publishing house to introduce this book into China, you see, it is a very niche book, but ah, I think it is Professor Dewey's best book, which is very suitable for Mu Xiao." ”

After Professor Chu finished speaking, a mysterious smile hung on his lips, and with this smile, he went into the kitchen again.

"I remember reading the English version of this book, but I found the Huanhai City Library from the school library, and finally found it but it showed that it was being borrowed, and then I waited for nearly half a month, almost every two days to see if the book had been returned on the online system, and there was only one copy in the entire Huanhai City Library, which was even more difficult to find than those Spanish speakers." Mu Chun recalled.

"Really? It is estimated that you didn't let Mu Xiao borrow it from you, so there was no book she couldn't find, and her ability to find books really made me, an old bookworm, admire. Chu Xiaofeng chuckled.

"That's true, she was a lead poisoning patient back then, she just reads, reads, reads, reads, I have never seen a girl who loves to read so much." Mu Chun said with appreciation.

"Really? I've never seen a boy who loves to read so much, have you ever seen one? Chu Xiaofeng poked out half of his head, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, "Oh no, it's too bad, I forgot if I had let go of sugar when I was talking to you, and I let it go again." ”

"What kind of dish did you put it again?" Mu Chun ran into the kitchen with a book in his hand.

I didn't see what kind of dishes were in the pot, but I felt a burnt smell coming from the noodles, Mu Chun frowned and said, "Teacher, are you cooking sweet and sour pork ribs?" It has to be out of the pot right away. ”

"Huh?" Professor Chu was a little dazed.

"I'll do it."

Mu Chun took the shovel from Professor Chu's hand, stuffed the book into the professor's arms, and then rushed to the stove, turned off the gas, and took advantage of the residual heat in the pot to turn the pot twice

"You see I forgot, Mu Chun is a master of cooking, why am I still ugly in front of you, you used to cook for me." Chu Xiaofeng smiled and put back on the reading glasses he had just taken off, squinted his eyes and began to read.

"Don't, teacher, don't study in the kitchen, I won't have the heart to cook, and if you still want to eat delicious food, don't read in front of me." Mu Chun said arrogantly.

There is a broccoli next to the stove, and there are two carrots next to the broccoli, and it can be seen that the teacher is also planning to fry a vegetable, which should be a broccoli fried carrot.

That's three dishes.

Very good, three dishes, two big men, it should be barely about the same

"And a broccoli fried carrot, right?" Mu Chun asked.

"Yes, yes, there's also a broccoli carrot, by the way, the meat slices are in the fridge I oiled yesterday." Professor Chu said, tucked the book under his arm, opened the refrigerator, took out a small bowl of meat slices and handed it to Mu Chun.

After another ten minutes or so, the two of them sat down at the table and prepared to eat.

"In the past, Mu Xiao liked to sit in my position the most, because you can see the bookshelves on three walls, you still remember where you have been sitting, but you are not wrong." Chu Xiaofeng squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth maliciously.

Mu Chun picked up a mouthful of rice, and then sandwiched a chopsticks tomato scrambled egg for himself, and ate it in his mouth together.

He didn't know how to answer Professor Chu's words, so he just had to eat, speaking of which, there were two chairs next to the table, and when he came out of the kitchen, Professor Chu sat on the chair he was sitting on now, so where else could he sit? Of course, it's the only chair left.

He remembered where he used to sit.

Mu Chun didn't understand Professor Chu's thoughts, but what could he say? It seems that the love that is close in front of you is within reach, but it is like reaching out to grasp the clouds in the sky, no matter how you grasp it, it seems that you can't catch it.

Are you afraid to start because you're afraid of failure?

Maybe it's as simple as that.

Mu Xiao's mood Mu Chun didn't really want to know, thinking of this, Mu Chun sighed in his heart.

Ahh

A bite of rice with tomato scrambled eggs will be so salty in your mouth!

Mu Chun watched in surprise as Professor Chu ate the rice and vegetables one bite at a time, not feeling salty at all, and couldn't help frowning.

I hesitated to ask, but I thought for a few seconds but didn't say anything.

Mu Chun picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the taste was also terrible salty.

The professor just said that he may have put sugar twice, could it be that the sugar and salt were mistaken?

It seems that only broccoli can be eaten in the two dishes, although Mu Chun has never liked to eat heavy food, so there is not much salt in the broccoli, but it is also slightly more than when he cooks by himself, he thinks that this taste should be suitable for the taste habits of ordinary people.

Who knows, the professor took a bite of the carrot in the broccoli and frowned, "Mu Chun, the craftsmanship has regressed, why is there no salt in this dish at all." ”

"I" Mu Chun's eyes suddenly became a little hot, he quietly lowered his head and blinked, and then turned his back and sneezed, "Ah, I'm sorry, I have a cold, I can't eat it, probably less salt." ”

Professor Chu nodded kindly, "So that's the case, I thought that Dr. Mu Chun had encountered something troublesome, I see that you have been involved in a lot of social news recently, I'm afraid that people are afraid of becoming famous, is there a lot more things outside of work than usual?" ”

Chu Xiaofeng asked a question while sandwiching cool sweet and sour pork ribs into Mu Chun's bowl.

"You like sweet and sour pork ribs the most, no, it should be said that people around the sea like sweet and sour pork ribs." After saying that, he laughed again.

Seeing Chu Xiaofeng's consistent optimism and cheerfulness, Mu Chun really didn't feel good in his heart.

Turning around, he sneezed again, sniffed twice, picked up the bowl and ate two ribs and half a bowl of rice in one go.

"I've had some things happen recently, but it's okay, it hasn't affected my work, and there aren't a few more patients on the Garden Bridge, which is what gives me a headache." Mu Chun pretended to be pitiful, which caused Chu Xiaofeng to laugh again.

"It's not easy to live without bonuses, understand and understand, I remember telling you when I was in college, to work as a psychologist, you must be aware of poverty, after all, no matter how you think about it, it's not a job that is very close to money. There is definitely no way to talk to those banks and biopharmaceutical companies. After Chu Xiaofeng finished speaking, he picked up a chopstick tomato and put it in the bowl, and finished the last bite of rice.

"Well, the declaration of the doctor's entry has never said that the doctor's profession is a money-making profession, isn't there still a lot of young people who are actively engaged in the medical field, we all have a heart to save lives and protect mankind." Mu Chun said from the bottom of his heart.

"But psychosomatics are even more difficult, otherwise why wouldn't the gifted children be psychosologists? Our major has been suspended for two sessions, but now that we feel that the society needs it, we have begun to strengthen the construction of mental health in various fields, and the task is coming, and I think I can't be idle. Professor Chu shook his head, looking very happy.

Mu Chun took the opportunity to ask: "Do teachers feel tired, I mean there are many people who have been looking for teachers for help recently, such as community education, the judicial system or the basic education system, are there people who come to our most authoritative Professor Chu?" ”

Chu Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head, "Ah, don't talk about it, I'm not lacking in skills, and the main thing is that there are not enough talents, fortunately, Mu Xiao is back, and Zhang Wenwen can be regarded as half of the teacher, after all, he has learned a lot of skills from several neurology professors in North America, but that kid is not very reliable." ”

"I think it's quite reliable, much more reliable than me. I'm all sorts of things that I'm said to be unreliable. Mu Chun laughed at himself.

In Mu Chun's view, although Zhang Wenwen has all the excellent qualities of the rich second generation, he is still a very reliable doctor on the whole, in the treatment of psychosomatic medicine, there are too many places that need to cooperate with neurosurgeons, and identifying whether neuropathy exists is also a very important part of the work of psychosomatic doctors, which is also a relatively advantageous part of Liu Dan's work, and even if Chu Sisi succeeds in changing majors, it is still difficult to catch up with Liu Dan in this regard.

Liu Dan is a clinical medicine background, and the accumulation of medical school is really a lifetime of accumulation.

Zhang Wenwen is more likely to make achievements in the field of psychosomatics, and the profound accumulation and rich clinical experience in the medical profession, coupled with his diligent and studious and unashamed research spirit, are very valuable.

The only thing that worries Mu Chun is the surgery that Zhang Wenwen participated in in Southeast Asia this time, this kind of surgery has always had legal edges, and it is important for a doctor to avoid legal risks.