"Shall I tell you a story?"

Mu Chun sat down on the chair next to Zhou Ming, and regardless of whether Zhou Ming wanted to listen or not, he said to himself, "Once upon a time, there was a little fox, he was very well-behaved, very cute, and very obedient. But this little fox just didn't like to go to school, and one morning when it was time to go to school, and the little fox hadn't gotten up yet, so the mother walked up to the little fox and asked, 'Little fox, little fox, what's wrong with you?' The little fox clutched his stomach and said, 'My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts.' ’

When the mother touched the little fox's forehead, she found that the little fox had a fever, so the mother brought milk and malt biscuits to the little fox, and the little fox usually liked to eat these foods the most, but that morning, the little fox could not drink a drop of milk, and could not eat a mouthful of malt biscuits.

Mom saw that the little fox was so listless and had a stomachache, and thought, how can I go to school, then I won't go to school, so ah, when the animal school bus passed by the little fox's house and stopped under the big apple tree not far from home, the little fox's mother ran over and said to the driver, 'Mr. Driver, Mr. Driver, the little fox is sick today and can't go to school, you don't have to wait for him, just drive away'.

After the mother came back, she didn't go to work, but accompanied the little fox at home all day.

Later, the smart little fox was always sick for a while, always saying that his stomach hurts, does Zhou Ming know why? ”

Mu Chun gently put his hand on Zhou Ming's head, and his movements were very, very slow.

"You're a liar." Zhou Ming barely opened his eyes, his eyes were not bright, but they seemed to be buried with a deep, deep secret.

"Are you going to be a clever little fox?" Mu Chun asked again.

Zhou Ming shook his head, "I didn't, my stomach hurts, it hurts, I'm sick." ”

Although he no longer screamed, Zhou Ming still didn't want to get out of bed, nor did he drink a sip of water, so he curled up on the hospital bed, except for Mu Chun's words, he would occasionally answer one or two sentences, and he wouldn't answer anything other people said to him.

Lin Han was pulled by the other two nurses and asked, "Is that doctor the psychosomatic doctor who just solved the babysitter's murder case last week?" Doesn't it look like there are three heads and six arms? ”

After the long-faced nurse finished speaking, a nurse with a star face next to her said, "I think there is a very special charm, maybe the male doctors affiliated to Zhinan are generally more beautiful, except for the neurosurgery Dr. Zhang, I also see aesthetic fatigue, mainly because the temperament is too close." ”

Lin Han interrupted unconvinced: "I still think that Dr. Fang Ming is the most handsome, although he went to a community hospital, but every time he came back for surgery, many nurses stared at him, his facial features are the same as sketches, he grew up with a ruler, I still think Dr. Fang Ming is the best-looking, when I was a nurse in the operating room before, I was the most comfortable to operate with Dr. Fang Ming, and there was no sense of pressure." ”

The long-faced nurse nodded, "That's right, in terms of appearance, although Fang Ming is no longer in Zhinan, but his appearance is still the highest in Dr. Fang Ming, Zhang Wenwen is too star-like, and he is still participating in what kind of public welfare star, he is simply going to take the star route, and the dean is also used to him, but if he doesn't work hard, Zhinan's neurosurgery will be surpassed by Sumida River." ”

The star-faced nurse Xiaofu sneered on the side, "I don't think it matters if Zhinan's neurosurgery can surpass Sumida River, the important thing is that after the New Year, it is estimated that there will be an outpatient room on the third floor, haven't you heard?" Zhinan Hospital will also have a physical and mental department. ”

Xiaofu's words The other two nurses seemed to hear about it for the first time, and they all looked at it with wide eyes, "No, I heard that there are no patients in the physical and mental department who will go to it." ”

Xiaofu shrugged her shoulders, "I think there will be more and more people who need physical and mental medicine, what kind of self-suicide now, study pressure, work pressure, and have you heard of a word called [depression]?" This word is very popular now, now life is stressful, housing prices are so high, the pressure of going to school is so great, there are more and more messy things, and the business will get better and better in the next if the physical and mental department is not good, haven't you read what is written in this issue of the journal? Improve the level of mental health of citizens, train mental health professionals in communities, schools, elderly care institutions, hospitals and other systems, focus on the community, increase the number of mental health social worker positions, and comprehensively raise awareness of mental health. ”

"Do you want this Dr. Mu Chun to come to our Zhinan? You're too good at thinking about it, aren't you? Lin Han laughed and laughed at Xiaofu.

Mu Chun walked out to find Fang Ming, the two whispered, Fang Ming's hanging heart relaxed a little, and asked, "Really?" Don't lie to me, you kid, you can't joke at all. ”

The nurse on the side looked at the two and didn't know what dumb riddle they were playing.

Fang Ming was uneasy and asked again, "Really don't care?" He's still having a fever. ”

Mu Chun nodded, "If the tube is not good, he keeps screaming, but it may really cause too much gas inhalation and intestinal swelling." ”

Fang Ming still didn't dare to take it lightly, so he made a phone call to Shen Zifeng, explaining that he would go to Huayuanqiao Hospital later, and now he was taking care of patients with Doctor Mu Chun in Zhinan.

After making the call, Fang Ming asked Mu Chun, "What's next?" ”

"Wait." Mu Chun replied.

"Nothing?" Fang Ming leaned against the wall, looking at the patients and family members coming in and out of the corridor, thinking that he couldn't do anything, his heart was empty.

"Don't worry, when his mother comes, his illness will be cured." Mu Chun walked alone to the staircase passage, and Fang Ming also walked over.

"Isn't it really going to eat anything terrible? I had the nurse go through the sheets and stuff like that, and the needles that were buried in the back of my hand, the tape, and what, cotton balls? Fang Ming asked.

"None of them. Was there a time when Dr. Fong didn't want to go to school when he was a kid? I don't want to go to school, so I make up a lie and ask my parents to help you ask for leave from school, has there ever been such a thing? Mu Chun asked seriously.

Fang Ming laughed embarrassedly, "This question, could it be that someone hasn't made up a lie?" What are you talking about, coughing, cold, fever, stomach" Fang Ming's bright eyes sparkled as he looked at Mu Chun and said with emotion: "What do you mean?" ”

Mu Chun nodded.

Fang Ming was not calm, "How could I not think of it at all." ”

"Because the simplest answer is often the least easy to see." Mu Chun replied.

"Don't be so profound, you are not a poet, could it be that Mu Chun, the star doctor of our Garden Bridge Hospital, is still a poet in his bones?" Fang Ming's heart was much more relaxed, so he rarely teased Mu Chun.