When all the inspections were completed, it was already half past four in the afternoon.

Liuyun ate a porridge at a Cantonese restaurant near the hospital at noon, and he was not happy to go home when the hospital was resting at noon, so he wrote a manuscript with his mobile phone in the outpatient hall for a while.

There was an old man sitting next to him, with inconvenient legs and feet, who looked to be in his nineties, and he took a wheelchair to the hospital, put the wheelchair away again, and sat next to Liuyun with a cane.

The smell of the old man is always a little stronger than that of the young.

Liuyun is a little disgusting, he was exhausted when he used his mobile phone to write a manuscript, and he didn't write a few words for half an hour, and he couldn't help but look at wechat or see what fun things were in the author group.

Unable to get distracted, he got up and sat down in the row of chairs across from the old man.

At noon, the outpatient hall was quiet, which was probably the only good thing.

Liuyun is particularly envious of those authors who can write manuscripts with mobile phones, and it is said that some authors write with mobile phones every day, and more than a million words of novels are actually completed with a mobile phone.

Liuyun can only reluctantly use his mobile phone to write some drafts and outlines, and he must revise them repeatedly when he goes back.

Some people also say that online writing does not need to be too careful, and if it is too careful, it will not be able to guarantee the speed of updates. But Liuyun was used to being careful, and besides, he didn't think it was a hassle to revise the manuscript four times.

The trouble he has now is that his hands are always shaking, and they shake when he puts them on the computer keyboard.

If this disease can't be cured, he will wait to be crippled.

Seeing the old man sitting alone and quietly, Liuyun thought about his future.

He may not be as healthy as he will be in the future.

After looking at it for a while, the old man actually dozed off, seeing that the crutches could not hold on, the whole person was about to fall forward, the already thin, wrinkled skin wrapped in fragile bones, this fall did not know how many bones to break.

Liuyun put away his mobile phone, immediately walked forward, and helped the old man who was about to fall.

"Thank you...... Thank...... Whew......"

I opened my eyes in a daze, said this, and continued to sleep with the back of the chair again.

I don't know if it's a coma or sleeping.

I always feel that I will not wake up at any time and drive the crane west.

After returning to his seat, Liuyun wanted to work hard for a while, and if he could write another paragraph, he would prepare for a stretching activity next week, which would inevitably delay the time for writing.

Although he was not used to writing on his mobile phone, he still opened the writing software.

Who knows, the words written before may not be saved, and as a result, all of them are gone.

The words that had been written down all noon were now gone.

Liuyun was so depressed that he regretted coming to this place to see a doctor.

At this time, Chu Sisi slowly walked down the stairs, and when he saw him in his seat, he looked sad, so he stepped forward to say hello to Liuyun.

Chu Sisi doesn't seem to be very interested in literature, and like most girls, she prefers ancient romance novels and fantasy stories, and is indifferent to science fiction and Western history.

That's normal, girl.

"What did you check in the morning?"

Chu Sisi's eyes were full of tenderness.

But Liuyun is not sensitive to women at all, not curious, not sensitive, and he knows far less about women than he knows about making rockets.

"I did an electrocardiogram and an ultrasound of the heart."

"How's it going?"

"No problem."

"Isn't there a problem at all? That's great. ”

Liuyun doesn't know what's going on, but if there's a problem, it's probably okay.

Even Alzheimer's disease will take a long time before it is too serious to write a novel at all.

"You look a little irritable. What's wrong? Isn't it hard to write a book? ”

Of course, it is not easy, many people think that writing novels is easy, and they think that they can write novels if they can understand them, but in fact, it is not the same thing at all.

If it weren't for the fact that new people pop up every day and want to share a bite of food for novel writing, he probably wouldn't be so afraid to relax.

However, forget it, I'm used to it, and if you want to make something in any field these days, you have to work hard.

Liuyun, who has always written fictional novels, looked at the doctors in the hospital today, especially Mu Chun and Chu Sisi, which were very different from what he imagined.

The two of them seemed to be very free, and neither knew how many patients they could have in a day.

There are also people who get a good salary but don't have to work too hard.

But it's so difficult to graduate from medical school, why don't you be a useful doctor, what kind of physical and mental medicine, it seems to be a random place where you don't know what disease you have.

If it's so boring every day, Liuyun doesn't envy it, and such a life is meaningless.

"Is there nothing wrong with the heart at all? Don't have a little bit of an irregular heart rate or something? ”

Chu Si thought about looking at Liuyun's ECG report, but Liuyun didn't mean to show it to her.

"What's upset about you?"

As soon as Chu Sisi asked, Liuyun didn't know how to answer.

"Happy?"

He asked rhetorically.

"No, I'm asking if there's anything you've been unhappy about lately? For example, if you are drafted, the editor embarrass you, or I don't know what unhappy writers can be. ”

"There's nothing upset about."

Although Dr. Chu is very beautiful, he doesn't have the novel he wants to write that touches his heart more, Liuyun is too lazy to think about Chu Sisi's words, and even wants to find a reason for her to leave quickly.

I need to be alone, I need to be alone, I need you to keep me alone.

Don't bother me while I'm writing a novel, it's not too much to ask.

Because of the need for enough alone time, Liuyun has almost eliminated all real-life socialization, and unnecessary socialization is almost completely absent.

Whether it's watching a movie or eating, it's all alone.

On the Internet, he is still quite active, but in reality, sometimes it is not for nothing that he doesn't say a word for a day.

The brain is full of spinning gears, but the mouth is an unneeded part.

But now, it would be nice to be able to close your ears.

"If you have something upset, you can tell us."

"There's nothing upset, it's just that the draft I wrote before you came just now didn't save it in time, and it's all gone."

"It's not a big problem."

Chu Sisi frowned and blushed.

It's not her fault, why should she blush, strange doctor.

Speaking of which, have you graduated from medical school at this age?

It looks like he's only in his early 20s, is it an intern at school?

"Then you continue to work, remember to come for a follow-up appointment next week, and if you are really uncomfortable, you can also come on Saturday morning, in fact, the physical and mental health department is also on duty on Saturday morning."

"I don't think I have time to come again, I've only been here today."

And it's useless. The last sentence Liuyun didn't say, but he shouldn't come back on Saturday, and the inspection hasn't been done yet, so what's the use of coming?