Chapter 9 There is a strike here
"Like something to force them."
"Forcing them? I eat fairly regularly and eat lightly. ”
"Is there something they don't want to do that they have to do, and they go on strike."
"Strike?"
"Yes, it's a strike, if you don't do the digestion work, you will feel bloated."
If they don't go to the company every day, then the company's business stops, and that's what the strike means.
Everyone has their own responsibilities and does their part, so that the whole company can run normally, if a few people suddenly do not come, then the running machine will have problems, or even stop working.
"It's like a circuit problem in junior high school physics, an open circuit or a short circuit."
Mu Chun scribbled and drew on a piece of printer paper with a pen, and then pushed it in front of Chu Shenming.
"Imagine that."
"What?"
"Your gut."
Chu Shenming seemed to understand a little. He realized that he was not yet shirtless, and that he was sitting shirtless under the air conditioner.
I just sweated a lot, and when the air conditioner blew it, I had to have diarrhea or something like that.
Thinking of this, my stomach immediately hurt.
Oops, a little cold sweat.
Chu Sisi gently draped him in a thin blanket, which did not look like a hospital blanket, but a Givenchy shawl with a silver-gray logo.
OMG, did Chu Sisi give him her own shawl?
A burst of pride arose, Chu Shenming looked at Mu Chun proudly, and Mu Chun's ordinary face really showed ordinary envy.
Chu Shenming sat up a little straighter, and his abdomen became relaxed.
"Then run more, don't stop your stomach, and you can solve the current problem."
Chu Shenming nodded.
"But no, doctor, I can't sleep well, and I'm a little dizzy in the afternoon."
"Didn't you give sleep aids? Still have questions? ”
Mu Chun's voice was a little stern.
Public hospitals are like this, and they can't be too demanding of doctors.
Is it really a matter of strikes? The director has already said that it is a strike, and there is nothing to do.
"Come back tomorrow."
"What?"
Chu Shenming heard it right, Mu Chun asked him to come again tomorrow.
"Doctor, I'm going to work."
"Oh, work is more important or physical is more important."
Of course, the body is important.
But not everyone can really understand this truth, of course work is important, and if you lose your job, your life will fall into complete chaos, and your life will be chaotic...... Unthinkable.
"Come as much as you can, if you can't come every day, you can come back on Friday, but you must take sleep aids, and I will give you palpation of your abdomen after running tomorrow."
Abdomen, palpation?
Is it just touching the belly?
Chu Shenming's pupils were bubbling with a little imperceptible fire.
OMG。
"The next patient has already come up."
Mu Chun's words were said to Chu Sisi.
Chu Shenming took off the blanket and put on his own shirt with understanding.
"You didn't have a registration when you came up?" Mu Chun looked at the computer in a complaining tone.
Chu Shenming is very familiar with this tone, with years of practical experience in dealing with customers, Chu Shenming is very good at observing other people's emotions, sometimes, even to the extent that it is predictable.
"The pre-consultation desk said that if you make an appointment with the doctor for a follow-up visit, you don't need to talk to them, you can just go to the doctor."
"Which person at the pre-examination desk said that?"
Chu Shenming just wanted to talk about Liu Tiantian, but the hero's mind to protect the beauty held back the words that came to his mouth.
It's really uncomfortable, just say what you need to say.
"Nurse? Thank you, blanket. ”
Forget it, after all, with Nurse Chu's pink outfit and red high heels today, it is already worth the trip, and her personal shawl is completely worth the ticket price.
As for whether to come tomorrow or not, let's promise first, it seems to be very troublesome to refuse others, and if you really don't want to come, it's better not to come.
Anyway, I don't have any illness when I hear it.
It's been almost an hour, not only do I not feel dizzy, but now my spirit is much better, and my stomach is not uncomfortable.
It's probably not a serious illness, it's just scaring yourself.
……
Chu Sisi changed out of her nurse's uniform, picked up the white coat and put it on her body, and walked in front of Mu Chun with a frown.
"Why am I dressed like this? I'm a doctor, not a nurse. ”
"The condition requires it."
"You didn't ask him what his symptoms were, shouldn't you listen to the patient and understand the symptoms as clearly as possible?"
"Active listening?"
Mu Chun was not impatient, but his attitude was not kind.
"Your book ......"
Chu Sisi shook his head and decided not to say anything, Mu Chun had changed, maybe it was temporary, maybe he was trying new treatments, he always tried tirelessly, continued to explore, instead of sticking to the existing treatments.
This is what makes him fascinating.
Now, to be blamed for his merits is really not very kind.
"What's wrong with this man?"
"There are no easy questions, and they are not as complicated as you think."
"But there should always be a disease."
Chu Sisi was a little anxious.
"To be clear, you should go back to your father and mother, everything in the code is clear."
"Don't want to drive me back, I won't go back to be a lawyer, I have made up my mind and won't change."
"Then you can go back to your biological father, he is an authority on physical and mental science, and I am just the most ordinary one among his many students."
"You're not ordinary, you're the best."
Mu Chun didn't know what Chu Sisi meant by being excellent. It is somewhat easier for a person to cope with the work of the physical and mental department, but this Chu Sisi has to work here, and he never rests from Monday to Saturday morning, although he is occasionally late, he can be evaluated from the perspective of diligence and seriousness, and he is indeed a diligent and studious little doctor.
But how can I have anything to teach her, not to mention that Mu Chun also thinks that if she studies law, she should go back to be a lawyer or a judge, why should she come here to be a doctor, wasting years of study in vain.
"The teacher told me why I was treated like this today, and why I didn't need to ask about the symptoms in detail."
"Symptoms don't just come from asking."
"What's that?"
Mu Chun originally wanted to prevaricate Chu Sisi with some ambiguous words, and generally smart students would try to understand the teacher's words, because although it is a good thing to ask shamelessly, it is also a shameful thing, in case his own question is very superficial, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? Therefore, most people will not know how to pretend to understand, and they will not ask the root cause.
Chu Sisi was stubborn, as if he had to learn everything clearly.
Can we still work together like this? It seems that the memory has not fully recovered, but there is a student to teach.
Mu Chun can only do his best.
"Look with your heart, look with your eyes, and when you ask about the patient's condition, you don't just look at what the patient says, but pay attention to many aspects of the patient, which is the essence of active listening."
Chu Sisi seemed to understand something, and the two crimson flowers on her cheeks were very moving—the beauty of knowledge.
Mu Chun took off his white coat, changed into sneakers, and stepped on the treadmill.