"So as long as the psychosomatic doctor has a three-inch tongue, he can be invincible in the world?" Fang Ming complained coldly.

"I can't say that, but I have to say that what you said is not wrong, but language itself is an art, a science, such as "Linguistics", "Semantics", "Pragmatics", "General Linguistics", "Cognitive Linguistics", "Language, Truth and Logic", "Phonetics and Phonology", "Syntax", and Chomsky's "Thought and Ideal", "Chinese Morphology", "Expression and Meaning", "Statistics in Language Research"

Fang Ming looked at Mu Chun, as if this was an infinite loop player, if he didn't press the pause button, he could keep talking.

"Okay, okay, I'll throw in the towel." Fang Ming raised his hands above his head and made a gesture of surrender. "I confessed, I found out, I really am, the one who can't speak."

After Fang Ming finished speaking, he sighed.

Mu Chun also stopped, walked behind Fang Ming and gently closed the door of the outpatient room.

"You shouldn't be so cautious." Fang Ming sneered, feeling a little better in his heart.

"Well, I think before listening to a rising surgical star in the sea city talk about his own thoughts, it is better to do a good job of isolation, and not let other people listen, in case a patient passes by and hears that a surgeon is so unconfident in himself, he will lose confidence in his own treatment." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he also made Fang Ming a cup of coffee, thinking that Fang Ming should need it.

"Thank you." Fang Ming stretched out his hand to take the coffee, and he didn't know if the cup was a little hot or what was going on, Mu Chun found that the hand of the invention was trembling slightly.

"Fang Ming" Mu Chun blurted out.

Fang Ming realized that what Mu Chun was talking about was the problem of his shaking hands, and quickly shook his head, "It's okay, don't worry, it's a problem in your heart." ”

"That's right." Mu Chun said.

Looking at Fang Ming's contemplative face, Mu Chun could also think of what was going on.

Fang Ming blew and blew on the coffee, and swallowed it back several times when he wanted to open his mouth.

Obviously, Fang Ming wanted to talk, but he didn't know how to speak.

When patients confide in them but don't know how to begin, a psychosomatic therapist can definitely help them.

Mu Chun generally knew what Fang Ming's recent thoughts were, and after receiving patients at the Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center last time, Fang Ming had already told Mu Chun about it. Now Mu Chun's mind is full of words that are difficult to relax, [pancreatic cancer], "professor", "time is pressing".

Mu Chun decided that it was up to him to get directly to the topic, so he said, "Is there any change in the professor's situation?" ”

Fang Ming glanced at Mu Chun gratefully, "I didn't expect you to remember, I thought "

Mu Chun smiled slightly, Fang Ming also smiled, Mu Chun sighed, "Whoever hears that thing will worry about it, so I also remember it, but I don't remember it very clearly, it's been a few days, how is the professor's current situation?" ”

Fang Ming shook his head, "There can't be a miracle, our work is so unreasonable. While nothing is medically impossible, most of the time we always know exactly how the disease will develop, right? ”

Mu Chun nodded, the work of surgery really needs this kind of certainty.

This certainty is needed in the development of treatment, in diagnosing the condition and in surgery, and if everything is uncertain, then where does treatment begin?

However, there are some exceptions in psychosomatic medicine, and sometimes the whole process of treatment for many things, from the beginning of treatment to the end of treatment, may be constantly changing, and there is no obvious certainty, but this does not mean that treatment cannot be started.

Surgery can't be like this, there are indications for surgery and there are no indications for surgery, and they are not willing to be confused and say that there are and there are not, everything must be as clear as possible, the doctor is clear, the patient is clear, and the family is clear.

Only then can we be assured that the surgery is reasonable, that the treatment is meaningful, and that the family is taking care of the patient in an orderly manner that is useful to the patient's body.

"The doctor should really know how the disease will develop, and basically have a clear mind." Mu Chun said.

Fang Ming turned the cup and said, "But sometimes patients may not be able to understand, although the professor himself used to be a doctor, he still has some luck in this matter. ”

"It's human nature to be lucky." Mu Chun said.

"Well, I know, I think I do, I just, I didn't handle this properly." Fang Ming said with some annoyance.

It happened last night, the professor invited Fang Ming to have dinner together, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time, not only caring about his condition, but also talking about other fun, such as what fun things to do at work, whether there were any plans to study abroad, and the professor said that he could help arrange it.

But every time he talked about topics related to the future, the professor's good mood would come to an abrupt end, and then when he saw Fang Ming not saying a word, he began to comfort Fang Ming, "It's okay, you see, theoretical physicist Richard Feynman is also very remarkable in his life, not only has he achieved good results in theoretical physics, but he is also a pioneer in the field of quantum computing, in addition, he also helped investigate the Challenger space shuttle accident, and he is also a knowledge transmitter who is keen to teach the younger generation the fun of physics, Wrote the Feynman Lecture Notes on Physics, which influenced generations of students.

I remember teaching a student who raised his hand in the first class and asked, "Is medicine great or physics more amazing?" ”

I couldn't laugh or cry. ”

"Yes, I remember." Of course Fang Ming remembered that student, he also sat down in that class, the student who raised his hand to ask the professor a question was named Wang Hao, this question was not strange, the most amazing thing Wang Hao did during his college years was to take a bunch of materials from the laboratory and make a high-energy electromagnetic cannon in the dormitory, and also made the high-energy electromagnetic cannon sing an ode to joy.

In the end, Wang Hao's wish came true, gave up medicine, and was admitted to IT with his terrifying intelligence and admirable physical strength. I'm probably still studying for a Ph.D., but it's probably the fifth year of my Ph.D.

Fang Ming understood why the professor brought up Feynman's example, because Feynman learned to run with a friend one day after retiring, and when he came home from running, he found that something was wrong with his body, and there was a very obvious lump in his abdomen.

Feynman was very calm and sensitive, and went to the hospital the next day for an examination, which was a bit imaginary about the story of the professor, and he also noticed that something was wrong and immediately went to the hospital for examination.

The results were not satisfactory, and the physicist, who had become a household name after Einstein and Bohr, developed cancer.

Unfortunately, Feynman suffered from two rare cancers in his later years, liposarcoma and macroglobulinemia. Finally, after battling cancer for a decade, Feynman died in Los Angeles at the age of 69.

The professor's story about Feynman is not actually about the two cancers he unfortunately suffered, but on the fact that Feynman lived for at least ten years.

Fang Ming chose a Chinese restaurant, the professor has not returned to China for many years, although there are also Chinese restaurants abroad, but the taste of Chinese food or returning to China is more authentic.

When the professor had a good appetite, eating a little food he liked was an important purpose for Fang Ming to think of for the dinner between the two of them last night.

The professor did ask for a lot of dishes, such as shredded eel, sweet and sour strips, boiled prawns, taro with scallion oil, prune with dried vegetables, braised crucian carp, tofu soup with shepherd's cabbage, and a little warm rice wine.

"Isn't it too oily?" Fang Ming asked.

"Well, it's really oily, but this is around the sea, this place around the sea is such a dish, thick oil red sauce, the deliciousness in the bones can't be forgotten." The professor said.

Fang Ming seemed to have the professor's eyes very bright, because there was no serious jaundice, so the professor's complexion was not much different from that of a normal person, if he didn't say that he was a seriously ill patient, it was estimated that other people in the restaurant would not be able to see it.

"Let's eat first today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." Fang Ming raised his glass and poured a sip of hot rice wine from the teacher's small wine jug into his transparent cup.

"Ah, yes, I also want to ask the other students about the future, you should all have a good development." The professor seemed to be in a good mood.

Fang Ming has the impression that the professor has always been very insightful, a person who is powerful, decisive, and able to implement many ideas according to his own ideas.

Such a person is not only suitable for the scientific research circle, but also very comfortable in the business world even if he is in business.

In fact, Fang Ming himself is also such a person, brave, powerful, decisive, with good control and perseverance.

Medical students need to be more patient on the road to study, and they need to study hard, and after internship and just entering the hospital, they must have good physical fitness to cope with the overburdened hospital work.

It can be regarded as a hero's sympathy, Fang Ming admires the quality of the professor from the bottom of his heart.

The two chatted about some memories of when they were studying, and talked about how the layout of the school's cafeteria was, Fang Ming said, "Did the professor find that our school's cafeteria is really very distinctive, when I went to the cafeteria for the first time, someone told me that our school has a Western restaurant, I was very happy, thinking that it would be so hard to eat a steak with such a hard time, if you start to dissect, you may not be interested in bloody meat, it is better to replenish your strength before that."

Then I went to look for the western restaurant, and I went to the small hall in the east and still didn't find the western restaurant, I went back to the dormitory and questioned my roommate, and my roommate joked and said, "Huh? Fang Ming, how do you go east in the western restaurant, of course the western restaurant is in the west of the school, behind the western basketball court.

The next day, I honestly walked to the western basketball court, walked for a while with a hot water bottle, and saw a Chinese restaurant, I thought, our school food is good, there are several restaurants, there are a lot of Chinese and Western flavors, and then I walked for a while, and saw a very small restaurant, called South Restaurant.

At that time, I panicked, this Chinese restaurant, men's restaurant, is there an east restaurant, then this western restaurant may not be a place to eat steak at all, but a restaurant in the west. ”

When the professor heard this, he laughed heartily, and he couldn't tell that it was a patient at all.

"I'm the same as you, I was also very troubled when I first arrived at medical school, I was young at that time, I liked to eat Western food, I walked and walked, I saw the North Restaurant, I understood when I saw the North Restaurant, the Western restaurant must be the meaning of the West, but the mutton steamed bun in the Western restaurant tastes good, I really want to try it, do you say there is a chance to go in the future, next time we go to school for a walk, it's too cold now, the school is also going to be on holiday, let's wait for the late autumn to see the ginkgo biloba all over the ground, it must be very beautiful, golden campus, It's nostalgic. ”

After hearing what the professor said, Fang Ming probably understood what he meant, so the ghost envoy said, "Ah, there is no absolute in everything, maybe there will be a chance." ”

At that time, Fang Ming hadn't noticed anything, but he seemed to vaguely hear the teacher sigh for a moment, and then the conversation between the two stopped for a while.

Only then did Fang Ming realize that he might have said something wrong, the professor was a doctor, he knew too well what the doctor meant, the professor must have thought that Fang Ming meant that this illness should not be able to get over.

The professor later asked Fang Ming if he had read a book called "When Breath Becomes Air", the author of which was Paul Karanish (P.L.) who was no longer alive when the reader read his book. Paul holds a double degree in English Literature and Human Biology from Stanford University, an MA in History and Philosophy of Science from the University of Cambridge, and an M.D. magna laude from Yale University. That year, Paul, who was about to reach the peak of his life, was suddenly diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. Since then, he has been documenting the rest of his life as a doctor and a patient, reflecting on medical care and humanity.

The professor said that Paul did not give up his life or his job as a neurologist, and that he lived his life hard and strong until the very end, and wrote down his feelings and realizations.

Like Feynman, Feynman once said that in those painful times, when he helped someone solve their mathematical problems, he would devote himself to thinking about the problem, and he forgot all the diseases, pains, and fears during that time.

Feynman during that time was completely normal, and couldn't be more normal.

Why did the professor tell these stories, why did he invite Fang Ming to the cafeteria for dinner, and why did he ask Fang Ming if he would go back to the campus together in the autumn to see the fallen ginkgo.

After returning home, Fang Ming tossed and turned on the bed, feeling more and more uneasy, always feeling that his answer might be too imprudent, but he didn't know how to answer at that time.

Mu Chun listened carefully to Fang Ming's narration, and completely understood why Fang Ming left his post during work hours today and went to the physical and mental health hospital to "see a doctor".

"I kept thinking about it, did I say something wrong?" Fang Ming frowned and sighed.

"You just answered the professor as a doctor should say, don't be upset about it." Mu Chun replied.

Fang Ming shook his head, "Is that really the case?" ”

Yes, how exactly should a surgeon answer a patient's question? It's a very troublesome thing and there is no accurate answer, so everyone has a relatively uniform approach, although it may not be perfect, but it is usually the right way. Mu Chun comforted.

"Yes, there will be such a method, I have not learned it in books, and there will be no teacher who has taught it, but after a long time in the hospital, in the department, I have seen more patients, I have handled more diseases, and I have heard how to do it in the past, and gradually there will be my own set of methods, and over time, when I perceive similar questions, I will answer them in that way.

However, this time it was not in the hospital, I was not wearing a white coat, and the professor was not wearing a patient gown, so why couldn't I think differently. ”

Fang Ming hugged his head in extreme annoyance.

Mu Chun asked again, "Did anything else happen last night?" Or this morning? ”

Hearing Mu Chun say this, Fang Ming was almost a little panicked, he didn't want to say it, he just wanted to ask Mu Chun if he had done anything wrong, or Fang Ming just wanted someone to tell him that there was nothing wrong with truthfully informing the condition from the doctor's point of view.

How did Mu Chun know that something else was going on?

This man, I really want to see what he made of.

"It's true that something happens, the unexpected, and I don't seem to have anything to do about it other than to sigh unexpectedly." Fang Ming was frustrated.

"The professor is gone?" Mu Chun asked.

"How do you know? Have you also been to Zhinan in the morning? Or did your patient Bai Lu tell you? But Bai Lu is not in the surgical ward. w ”

"How do you know? Have you also been to Zhinan in the morning? Or did your patient Bai Lu tell you? But Bai Lu is not in the surgical ward. Fang Ming was a little dazed.

This is a very simple reasoning, just because of the mist and because Doctor Fang does not know the true face of Lushan only because he is in this mountain. Listening to you say so many things about the professor, it can be roughly analyzed as follows: the professor has his own ideas, and the professor may want to spend the last days of my life, want to work to the end like Feynman and Paul, maybe he goes back and is not ready to receive treatment, maybe he goes to another hospital.

All in all, he should not be affiliated with Zhinan, which is why you are so nervous. Mu Chun slowly analyzed.

Fang Ming took a deep breath and then stretched out his hands flat forward, leaning against the edge of the table, and nodded with great strength.

"That's right, the teacher is gone, he left overnight last night, I haven't gone to see the surveillance, maybe he left directly from the corridor, he is very assertive, and extremely demanding of himself, although his attitude towards many points of view is very gentle, but in the final analysis, he is still a very self-respecting teacher." Fang Ming was a little helpless.

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