"Is it a lot longer? No, Dr. Chu is a second-year graduate student of the Faculty of Law of Xiadong University, you only went to Huayuanqiao Hospital for an internship at the beginning of this year, and everyone in the hospital knows about you, you are only in Huayuanqiao Hospital for 11 months at most, but I guess Dr. Chu should have come here for an internship after the Lunar New Year, how can you know Dr. Mu for a long time?

This statement is logically seriously flawed. ”

Chu Sisi rolled his eyes at the ceiling, thinking, oh my God, this Liu Dan and Liu Tiantian are really a pair of sisters and brothers, this feeling is really too much~

"Have you read too many detective comics?"

Chu Sisi was angry, sister, I will also lose my temper.

"No, I've watched a lot of mystery anime, but I'm also a super mystery fan, and I like several masters of Kyoshima the most, Shoji Shimada, Keigo Higashino, Kyogoku Natsuhiko, especially Kyogoku Natsuhiko Sensei, I like it very much."

"You're enough, Kyogoku Natsuhiko has a lot of things that are ghost legends, okay."

"Doctor Chu, are you talking too far? Or do you think that Dr. Mu is also doing some weird things these days, so you are trying your best to persuade me not to believe that Dr. Mu can think of any effective way to treat patients with [walking corpse]? ”

Chu Sisi shook his head again and again, "I didn't mean that, you didn't hear what I meant clearly, what I said was that Dr. Mu Chun, who had many diseases, should also be the first time to see them like us, and he couldn't find the right treatment direction from the beginning, and many treatment equipment and programs According to Dr. Mu Chun's own words, the current hospital has no way to provide perfect support, so Liu Dan doesn't have to think that Dr. Mu is a god, everything he does is right." ”

"I didn't say that, but I think if there is a god, it's either me or him, and Sister Sisi shouldn't understand my mood."

"What's the mood?"

Chu Sisi really didn't understand, she really wanted to see what interesting mood this Liu Dan could say.

"That."

Liu Dan suddenly stopped talking, as if he didn't know how to say the words when they came to his mouth.

But on Liu Dan's face, Chu Sisi saw Mu Chun's look back then, and for a moment, she felt that Liu Dan was a little similar to Mu Chun she knew in high school.

That kind of unwavering belief, that kind of confident look, in the past, Mu Chun was often like this.

What he believes is that "all phenomena have explanations, but you don't grasp them."

"I see, it's like sometimes you can penetrate into the patient's body, see the world he sees with his eyes, feel his right hand with his left hand, and feel the pain in his body with his mood.

Just like the last time I saw that Liu Xiaoju, I thought that this strong man was not just [hyperventilation], it may have other allergic reactions, this is the case when I was studying, I always think more, and I have caused a lot of trouble to teachers and classmates, but that time I guessed correctly, Liu Xiaoju does have skin allergies, and it is in that more embarrassing part. ”

Chu Sisi also admired this, Liu Xiaoju was very resistant to the doctor's examination at that time, if it weren't for Liu Dan's cleverness and early examination, Mu Chun would not have been able to guess his problem so quickly.

"Okay, then what do you think Mu Chun is thinking this time?"

"I think he should have taken Seven to a cemetery or something, and if I'm not mistaken, Dr. Mu should also find out that he is not an ordinary [walking corpse], and there may be other problems."

"You're thinking too much."

Chu Sisi shook her head helplessly, this is not something she can manage now.

But Liu Dan is obviously just an intern, although he graduated from medical school.

But Liu Dan seems to have a wise heart under his cute appearance, so where does Liu Dan's professional knowledge come from?

Chu Sisi felt that he would find the answer to some of the answers to the professional knowledge in Mu Chun's notes, or directly let Mu Chun know that these notes were well stored by her.

Even she is still trying to restore the forum where she met Mu Chun back then.

The time of Zhang Fengling's memorial service was one o'clock in the afternoon, counting Zhang Fengling's colleagues in the workplace, there were a total of eleven people in the auditorium, and Ding Jiajun was engrossed in his work from noon, he checked the items used in the memorial service several times, wreaths, black yarn, and even personally helped Zhang Mingyou write a family speech.

Zhang Fengli wondered if this man had anything to do with Zhang Fengling, and several times she stepped forward to ask but Mu Chun skillfully blocked back.

Every year at this time, it is forgotten by the funeral home, and it is strange to say that there are off-seasons and peak seasons in places like funeral homes, as if there are always some times in the year when people gather together to die.

Zhang Fengling's makeup is not easy to deal with, because the edema was severe before his death, and the makeup artist of the funeral home was a newcomer, and it took a lot of effort to restore Zhang Fengling to the way he was before his death.

In fact, Zhang Fengling's facial features used to look very good, especially when he was young, he was also a beautiful woman, until his son Zhang Mingyou was born, her husband's family has been disgusted, and her husband is very incompetent, her mother-in-law stubbornly asked the two to divorce, and Zhang Mingyou is under Zhang Fengling's management, and their family is willing to pay 2,000 yuan per month for living expenses.

Zhang Fengling is a very tolerable woman, her son is biological, if her mother doesn't want him, who else in this world can be expected to accept him?

What's more, even if he is mentally retarded, Mingyou is not a child who is completely unable to take care of himself, if he can take good care of it, he may be able to live on his own in the future.

After all, parents will grow old and leave this world before their children, she can't take care of Mingyou forever, at least cultivate it as much as possible in his youth, staying in his mother-in-law's house is also a kind of torture for Zhang Mingyou, don't want such a marriage and family.

Zhang Fengling, who was still in good health at the time, took her child to live in this small one-bedroom house, she thought, work hard to make money, raise her son well, and go to a nursing home by herself in the future, this house is left to her son, even if her son can't start a family, he can barely survive.

Now that his son has been raised to the point where he can take care of himself and have a stable income, Zhang Fengling has not escaped the disease, and after persisting for two years, Zhang Fengling still left with worries about his son Zhang Mingyou.

She died with a frown on her brow and a sad face.

"This is a very bitter person."