Hu Peng stretched out his hand, like asking students to be quiet in class, and blocked in front of Mu Chun, "Stop, stop, stop, I know, many, many, many, don't count them one by one." ”

"No, you're wrong."

Mu Chun suddenly looked depressed.

"What's wrong? Is there more than that? ”

Mu Chun nodded.

"How much is that?"

Hu Peng asked with a thousand.

Mu Chun stretched out his finger and compared a 1.

"One? That's fine. ”

Hu Peng breathed a sigh of relief, for a moment, he was really afraid to hear a dozen, twenty or sozen, and the entire outpatient room was filled with a strange light.

"It's okay, it's just one after all."

"Something, that hair is mine~"

Mu Chun popped, rested his head on his arm, and slammed into the table.

"So, a misunderstanding?"

Mu Chun was lying on the table and nodding constantly, and Hu Peng didn't know what his expression was now.

People can't tell the difference between their own hair and someone else's?

"Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu."

Hu Peng suddenly understood something, "Doctor Mu." ”

He stood up, jumped several times, and pushed Mu Chun's shoulder again, "Are you going to tell me that the hair I found is also my own?" ”

Strange laughter wafted through the clinic room.

"It's too much, Dr. Mu."

Hu Peng felt that he had been tricked, really tricked, completely tricked.

But it seems that some are happy, some are happy, and some want to curse loudly.

"It's true."

Mu Chun raised his face, his hair had been pressed in his arms for a long time, and it was fluffy like a stupid bird's nest with rough branches and leaves.

"It doesn't matter if it's real or fake."

Hu Peng jumped around like an oversized rabbit.

"Ah, just wanted to tell you about some embarrassing things from the past."

Mu Chun still tried to explain.

"I'm glad the doctor could tell me something like this."

Why be happy?

Mu Chun didn't ask.

"The matter of outstanding young teachers should be nine out of ten."

Mu Chun was about to congratulate Hu Peng in advance, but Hu Peng, who was happy, suddenly sank his face, "I don't know why, I feel that this selection has nothing to do with me." ”

"The online voting results are so good, how can there be nothing wrong with you?"

Mu Chun looked a little puzzled.

Hu Peng made a helpless expression and tilted his head, "That's it, I think the people around me are a little weird, maybe I suddenly became suspicious, it seems that I may really be a very suspicious person?" ”

"Because I was worried that the door wasn't locked, and now I'm worried that a stranger has come in the room?"

"yes, that's enough to tell the story, it's me who has the problem."

"It's two different things, suspicious and compulsive inspection, just these two things can't lead to the conclusion that Hu Peng is a suspicious person."

"That's if I'm really out of play."

Hu Peng sat in the seat, and Mu Chun brought him a can of Coke.

"Drink Coke in the morning?"

"Hmm, or do you want coffee?"

"Aren't I a little rough in my gallbladder? It's better to eat something light. ”

"Huh? Are you so yourself? ”

Mu Chun said and took another bite of the wafer biscuit, and when the cookie crumbs fell on the table, he glued them with his hands and slapped them into the trash can.

Busy looking around, Hu Peng felt stupid and funny.

"Do you eat like this?"

Hu Peng asked.

"What? Do you add coffee to cookies? I don't pay so much attention to it, I think that a healthy life is not as simple as a one-plus-one formula, eat less if you are fat, eat lighter if your gallbladder is rough, stay away from sweets for diabetes, and formulaic health rules may not keep a person away from trouble. ”

Hu Peng nodded, "If you can't get it right, I'm out because the voting results are too good." It's as if everything has changed because of the rise in popularity, you know? After my votes got higher and higher, the teaching and research supervisor gave me the job of teaching assistant for new teacher training to someone else, and the principal at the school saw that I also seemed to deliberately avoid it. Although I am not a person who likes to please colleagues and leaders, I mostly do what you ask me to do, and I don't want to be more positive. But, now it's suddenly quiet, and the conversation between colleagues doesn't seem to matter to me.

People are like this, yesterday the teaching and research supervisor suddenly ignored me, but I became nervous and uneasy, I always wanted to avoid her. ”

"Why? Perhaps, that's why you're suddenly at home again looking for a thief who doesn't exist. ”

Hu Peng prescribed a little sleep aid and traditional Chinese medicine to treat the gallbladder, Mu Chun said that it was just in case of emergency, what is the need for it?

Isn't it a long time ago that I have been prepared, and I don't care about any outstanding young teachers, but what about the people around me, do the people around them think that they are a person who is eager for quick success, and even do these things in order to get excellent young teachers?

Or something else?

In short, the eyes of his colleagues became strange, everyone in the cafeteria deliberately avoided him, and the two teachers who usually chatted well seemed to have not spoken for many days.

Thinking about it this way, it all started after his online votes got higher and higher, or he somehow became a "hero".

No one had ever been to his room, and the terrible thought of last night was probably because of what had happened these days.

In the days when Guan Mei was stared at, he sometimes felt troublesome, and felt that he didn't care about these things that others fancied, but once a teacher like Guan Mei, the principal and colleagues suddenly ignored him, Hu Peng realized that the whole world seemed to be bad.

If you knew this, it would be better not to vote on the Internet.

After Mu Chun explained that Chu Sisi must examine the patient, must prescribe the examination list to the patient, and must prescribe medicine to the patient, he reluctantly put down what he was reading and sat up lazily.

Halfway through his waist, a ghostly figure had appeared in front of Mu Chun's eyes.

"Doctor, you asked me to come and get the death certificate today."

"Yes, Ding Jiajun?"

Ding Jiajun nodded, wearing a white sweater and jeans, looking in good spirits.

Mu Chun took out a prepared piece of paper from the drawer, Chu Sisi glanced at it, and it turned out to be really a legally valid one.

"Teacher, you are."

Mu Chun shook his head and did not respond to Chu Sisi's doubts. Instead, he calmly handed Ding Jiajun's into Ding Jiajun's hands.

Ding Jiajun took it in his hand expressionlessly and read it seriously.

"Mainly, just confirm, and, see if I fill in correctly."