Mu Chun lay bored on the chair, holding an expired medical journal as a fan. Chu Sisi sat opposite her reading a book, there were always questions to disturb Mu Chun, Mu Chun was reluctant, but he also answered them one by one.

There are no problems professionally.

Chu Sisi didn't know whether to be happy or troubled, but fortunately, there were no patients recently, and Mu Chun didn't propose to let Chu Sisi wear some strange clothes.

"What the hell is going on with Liu Tiantian, if we don't send a few more patients up, we will have to drink the northwest wind."

Mu Chun stood up, left his reluctant seat, and paced back and forth on the ground.

"Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu."

Chu Sisi shouted a few times in a row, but Mu Chun didn't hear it.

When he shouted for the third time, Mu Chun reluctantly turned his body sideways, and even his crotch did not turn around with his upper body.

How could this man be so reluctant? Chu Sisi muttered in his heart.

"What's the matter? If Dr. Chu is bored, go back to school, how comfortable it is in college, why did you come here and stare at me wide-eyed. ”

"What's the big eye, you're just small-eyed."

Mu Chun shouted, "What did you say, are my eyes small?" ”

After speaking, he ran to the sink, looked at the mirror with his eyes wide, and muttered to himself, not small, not small at all.

"I have a question I've always wanted to ask you, was the word marital phobia coined by the teacher?"

"What kind of phobia?"

"The teacher said that Chu Shen is a phobia of marriage, and the second type of phobia is marriage-phobia."

"I think so."

What do you mean As if you said it, Chu Sisi's shoulders sank down and made a grimace at Mu Chun's back.

"Is that a phobia of marriage, and what is the first one?"

"It's the second one."

Mu Chun replied with a jump.

But is the cure for marital phobia not to get married? Is it okay to cancel the engagement? ”

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't it a little irresponsible?"

Chu Sisi had wanted to say this for a long time, but now he finally said it, but he didn't expect Mu Chun's expression to be surprised at all, only a trace of calm as a knife, which stabbed Chu Sisi's eyes with tears.

Mu Chun propped up the table with both hands and approached Chu Sisi's cheeks.

Just as he was about to speak, a patient came in.

"May I ask where it is?"

The patient stepped back out the door and looked at the sign at the door.

"It's psychosomatic, right, I'm not wrong, right?"

Mu Chun said no, and reached out to take the patient's medical book.

"Shaking hands?"

"Huh? The doctor already knows? ”

Before Liuyun sat down, he saw Mu Chun's hands hanging in the air trembling.

"No, it's not that exaggerated." Liuyun hurriedly explained, "Just trembling slightly. ”

"Can you tell me about the situation?"

Liuyun half-believed and briefly explained to Mu Chun what had happened in the past few days.

"Doctor Chu, this patient is a well-known writer."

With a flattering smile, Mu Chun asked Chu Sisi to move a chair and sit next to the patient.

"You see, does this female doctor have the potential to become a writer?"

"What?" Liuyun was overwhelmed by the question.

"She seems to be very familiar with the people in the publishing house, I don't know if you have a common language, it is said that many authors are single otaku, and they can't find a girlfriend at all."

That being said, while it is true, what does it have to do with healing?

Liuyun thought about coming to the hospital to have a look, maybe it would be good to prescribe a little medicine and take it, but unexpectedly, it seemed to have strayed into the two-dimensional world, a stupid male doctor and a ...... No matter how you look at it, it's a fake female doctor in the cartoon.

Looking at this doctor named Chu Sisi, Liuyun felt more and more uncomfortable.

For the sake of writing, he hadn't thought about women for many years, and it wasn't that he hadn't thought about it, and it was useless to think about it.

Although there are a lot of female fans, he doesn't write that kind of romance or modern urban literature, so it's hard to expect those authors and fans to form a marriage.

It's a bit difficult to find a female reader who loves science fiction.

It is even more difficult to have outstanding looks.

Stop, Liuyun, you are here to see a doctor, and you have to go back to catch up with the manuscript after seeing the doctor, and it is good to go out and solve this kind of thing quickly.

"So, when you type, your hands tremble, do you usually shake? For example, when shaking hands with someone? ”

"I don't know, I haven't shaken hands with anyone for a long time."

"Then shake hands with the female doctor and try it."

"Huh?"

If it weren't for the clear sky, these people looked like earthlings in their words and appearances, and the smell of earthly coffee wafting in the outpatient room, Liuyun really wondered which time-traveling novel he had entered.

"Checks, necessary checks."

Chu Sisi also looked at Mu Chun in confusion.

In the past, there was such an examination, and Mu Chun would explain it clearly to Chu Sisi in advance, or teach it by hand, such as the abdominal examination for Chu Shenming and the problems during the examination.

Mu Chun would explain in detail several times and tell Chu Sisi why he did this.

Although some examinations Chu Sisi felt that it was not necessary, Mu Chun was a professional psychologist, and he said it.

"Come on, it's a simple handshake."

Is that so?

The two each reached out and shook each other awkwardly.

Mu Chun watched it for a long time, and both of them felt embarrassed and couldn't let go.

"Wait, wait, wait."

Liuyun turned his head sideways, looking depressed.

"Shake?"

Liuyun shook his head.

Mu Chun looked at Chu Sisi again.

Chu Sisi also shook his head.

Just when the two of them thought they could end, Mu Chun said again: "Hold it tighter, tighten it tighter." ”

The two did.

"Shake or not?"

The two shook their heads.

"Okay, okay, let go, let go."

Saying this, Chu Sisi and Liuyun didn't know how to let go, and hesitated awkwardly for a second before retracting their hands to their side.

"It's not fun."

Mu Chun kept turning with a black ink pen.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, it's not fun at all."

"Do you want to change your hand?"

As he spoke, Mu Chun stood up again, and this time he asked Chu Sisi and Liuyun to change their left hands and shake them again.

"How does it feel? Shake or not? ”

Shake your head, or shake your head.

Mu Chun spun around in place, and said, "Ha, hold it with both hands, when you type, you must be typing with both hands, right?" ”

Liuyun also felt that there was barely a little bit of truth, so he took the initiative to stretch out his other hand, Chu Sisi quietly glared at Mu Chun, and he had complained in his heart no less than a thousand times.

"And now? Shake or not? Do you feel like you can't hold it? ”

Still shaking the head.

"Well, it's not the questions."

Mu Chun frowned, ran to the coffee machine, and slapped the fuselage.

"Stuck again. Be sure to change to a manual grinder. ”

Mu Chun seemed to have completely forgotten that there were still patients waiting, Chu Sisi could only cough and said softly: "Director Mu, director." ”