The next morning, when Mu Chun got up early and went for a run, the early spring sunshine had already sprinkled every corner around the sea, and the air became exceptionally sweet.

Since the respiratory infections that have been in place since the winter have not completely left the city, meetings of more than 100 people cannot be held normally.

Due to public health and safety concerns, the Annual Mental Health Conference will be postponed by two weeks.

Mu Chun felt the alternating cold and warm air while running, and also planned and sorted out the work of the whole year this year.

There are not many people running on the road, and Mu Chun guesses that it may be because people are more willing to sleep lazily now.

In fact, there are not many doctors who like to sleep lazy, and Mu Chun, who has developed the habit of getting up early since he was studying, rarely sleeps until after half past six.

On this day, like Mu Chun, there were gardeners who worked in a green area outside the third neighborhood as early as Mu Chun.

At six o'clock in the morning, they had already climbed the high escalator to trim the branches.

Mu Chun would take a look at the branches every day as he passed by, and it would take about a day or two for the plane tree, which had only a few small branches to emerge, and suddenly the branches were complete, even beyond the space that the gardeners allowed them to develop.

It's really thriving.

The green area of the third neighborhood is particularly sunny, and the plane trees planted at the same time, a row of yellow-green seeds on the other side of the road have fallen all over the ground, and those seeds blow in the spring breeze as if they were deliberately drilled into the eyes of passers-by, which can make people walking and cycling cry in pain.

But the wind was very small at the moment, and even the leaves of the bushes beside him were quiet when they were not moving, as if they were sleeping.

The yellow-green fluffy seeds fell to the ground, and it looked like a scene full of life.

Spring is really coming.

Mu Chun was a little happy, but also a little worried, happy that he finally survived the long winter with many patients, but in fact, for some patients, spring is the more difficult season.

Patients don't necessarily know about this, because it's more likely to be frustrating no matter how you look at it in winter.

Gloomy weather, gloomy mood, always want to hide in bed or stay at home, sometimes sleep all day, don't feel hungry, as if there is no big deal without drinking water or eating.

That's the depression of winter.

And in the spring, this depressed mood changes imperceptibly like a branch that suddenly grows in a day or two.

Located in the northern hemisphere, April and May are the most common season for suicides, which seems a bit counterintuitive, because it is easier to be depressed in winter, and more likely to want to give up life in winter.

It may seem so, but in fact suicide requires strength, and spring is the time when this power gradually awakens and sprouts.

It is also the case that psychologists often worry that at the height of depression, the patient will lose mobility, and he can become a part of the sofa like a turtle without moving.

When the patient gradually recovers through medication or psychological adjustment, the patient's mobility will also increase, and if he wants to commit suicide, he can raise the knife and have the strength to run to the rooftop.

Worried about what was coming, as soon as he arrived at the outpatient room at eight o'clock, Xu Dan was already waiting for Mu Chun at the door of the outpatient room.

Mu Chun subconsciously glanced back at the empty corridor, and then confirmed that this girl who looked beautiful and weak with a bit of mystery was coming to him.

"How could it be so early?" Mu Chun asked.

Xu Dan smiled shyly, the girl who had changed into spring clothes looked more petite than in winter.

"Then let's go in and talk." Mu Chun invited Xu Dan to enter the door, and he followed her less than a meter away, and at this distance, Mu Chun smelled the familiar smell again.

This smell made Mu Chun a little dizzy, like the feeling of drinking too much coffee or drinking alcohol.

Xu Dan sat opposite Mu Chun and handed over the medical insurance card to Mu Chun.

Mu Chun took off her coat first, then washed her hands, changed into a white coat and washed her hands again, and finally picked up her medical insurance card and swiped it through the card reader.

This card is still hot.

Could it be that Xu Dan has always pinched the card in the palm of his hand?

Soon Mu Chun completed the registration process, and then he got up from the chair again, walked to the coffee machine, picked up the cup and asked, "Do you need coffee?" ”

Xu Dan nodded, "Okay." ”

"How's it going, sleeping or being okay in all aspects." Mu Chun asked with his coffee.

Xu Dan's eyes are very bright, but they can't be said to be clear, when Mu Chun looks at her, her eyes sometimes follow Mu Chun's eyes closely, and sometimes she will deliberately dodge, like the moon deliberately pulling over the clouds to turn herself into the shape of a sickle or eyebrows.

"You've withdrawn the complaint, which is a good thing, isn't it?" Mu Chun asked again.

Xu Dan nodded, then smiled, a gentle smile.

She gently rested her hand on the table, only a textbook away from Mu Chun's hand.

The taste faded away, or rather diluted by the coffee. Mu Chun thought.

Xu Dan looked at Mu Chun, unusually gentle, she said: "I just feel sad now, I often want to talk to the doctor, but I am afraid of delaying your work, after all, I don't seem to have anything to do." ”

Xu Dan looked really sorry.

Mu Chun responded: "If you feel the need, you can come here to find me, it's normal, by the way, you can register in the registration hall downstairs." ”

"I thought it would be more convenient for you to register here." Xu Dan said with some disappointment.

Mu Chun shook his head and said: "According to the regulations of the hospital, the patient is to register in the outpatient hall and then go to the consultation room to see a doctor, although I can register for the patient here, but it does not belong to the conventional registration process, generally for the elderly who are inconvenient to move or some patients have memory problems, for them, the doctor will register directly here It will be more convenient, and there is no need to run back and forth." “

Xu Dan understood what Mu Chun meant, and his eyes were no longer crooked. Rather, it becomes a particularly deep sorrow.

Tears seemed to be coming down from these eyes at any moment.

Mu Chun was a little worried, he was waiting for Xu Dan to tell him something from his heart, and he was also waiting for Xu Dan to really want help.

If the patient does not really want to be helped, it is difficult for even a psychosomatic doctor like Mu Chun to heal a patient through a wall of hearts.

Even if Xu Dan's suicide was fake, a farce involving police calls, police, surgeons, psychosomatic doctors, and a large number of media, what is the purpose behind it?

He Ping is naturally her purpose, but now that it looks like He Ping is definitely not the whole purpose, he is more like one of Xu Dan's purposes.

What kind of secret is hidden behind Xu Dan.

"I want to talk about what happened when I was a kid." Xu Dan wanted to speak again and again, but finally said it.

"Okay, then let's talk about you when you were a kid." Mu Chun said gently.

So Xu Dan told Mu Chun about an experience in her childhood, about her experience of being harassed by her uncle.

"I think this incident may have had a great impact on me, it makes it impossible for me to get along with people well, and I feel that I am a girl with a very low self-esteem in my bones." The tears hidden in Xu Dan's eyes finally couldn't be hidden and fell.

"It's not your fault for this, why punish yourself?" Mu Chun asked.

Xu Dan shook his head vigorously, and his breathing became a little difficult.

Mu Chun frowned, because the shaking of the head and the difficulty of breathing were really too harmonious, they were like having agreed on a time in advance, and I would sing and I would appear.

"I think it's because of this that I've never talked about it, and I really feel like I'm not going to be able to get rid of it for the rest of my life, right?" Xu Dan suddenly burst into tears.

A sudden and violent emotional reaction erupted in the small body.

Mu Chun hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk slowly, many memories of childhood will feel painful when we look back on them when we grow up, and the more we think about them, the more we will feel that our lives are trapped in a desperate situation and feel powerless, because we can't change the things in the past." ”

Xu Dan seemed to understand Mu Chun's words, and then she nodded, and in an instant, she seemed to have become a particularly well-behaved girl next door.

Mu Chun stood up and wanted to add a little hot water to the rest of the coffee, and as he poured water on the table near the windowsill, he felt a petite body behind him hugging him tightly.

Before Mu Chun could react, the body suddenly let him go again, followed by a series of "I'm sorry" and "I'm sorry".

Mu Chun acted as if nothing had happened, but the pouring of water was a little slower than before, he added the water to the mouth of the cup, picked it up and took a sip, put the water cup back on the table, and added some more water to it.

After everything was done slowly, Mu Chunfang turned around, but his eyes still did not look at Xu Dan, but at the piano opposite and a pot of lush green baskets next to the piano.

Without waiting for Mu Chun's response, Xu Dan's apologetic voice that Xu Dan had just stopped sounded again, "I'm sorry doctor, Doctor Mu, I didn't know what was wrong just now." ”

Xu Dan actually knew what she was doing, and Mu Chun's lack of reaction was tantamount to a humiliation for her.

But she can be patient, but she's just a man, and not responding at this time may be a better feedback.

Although he looked unusually calm on the surface, his eyes were still fleeing.

This kind of escape is a struggle.

Even if it's a doctor, even if it's a psychosomatic doctor, it's just a man, and as long as it's a man, there are always weaknesses that can be found.

Xu Dan cheered up and continued to say sorry a few times, and then she retreated to her seat and sat quietly, occasionally sobbing a few times.

After making such a fuss, Mu Chun didn't understand what this girl was thinking in her heart.

Such a little girl is also becoming more and more like a puzzle.

She obviously came today to tell Mu Chun about being harassed by her uncle in her childhood, but after this incident was said, why did she suddenly turn into hugging the doctor from behind?

Mu Chun thought that it would be better not to take the initiative to mention what had just happened, let Xu Dan continue what she wanted to do, give her the stage, and even light her up until she was thinking about something.

Xu Dan didn't think so, although she was a little disappointed, because she knew that the trick she had just made was also useful for He Ping.

How could it be useless to Mu Chun?

It's just that this Mu Chun seems to be a little uncannibalistic, could it be that she was mistaken, and she had to change the way?

Since this is the case, then don't try the two methods on the same day, and leave before the other party has figured out the situation, it is always a wise move, not to mention, if Mu Chun enters her control so easily, that adult is too wronged.

Thinking of this, Xu Dan gently wiped away his tears, and then said to Mu Chun: "I'm really sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, I think I was a little confused just now." ”

"What time do you usually go to bed?" Mu Chun asked about Xu Dan's sleep as if nothing had happened.

Xu Dan thought for a while and replied, "I will be sleepy around eleven o'clock, and if I don't sleep at that time, sometimes I can't fall asleep until three or four o'clock in the morning." ”

Mu Chun listened to Xu Dan while typing on the keyboard.

"Is Dr. Mu writing my medical records?" Xu Dan leaned over to look at the computer monitor.

Mu Chun comprehended, and directly turned the monitor in front of Xu Dan, so that it would be more convenient for her.

"Huh? Dr. Mu Chun's records are so comprehensive, is every patient recorded like this? ”

"This is as it should be, doctors can't remember every patient, although we all want to remember every patient; In the same way, it is impossible for a doctor to remember all the conditions of every patient, so it is very important to keep detailed and accurate records, and I am afraid that I will make mistakes in remembering something, especially in sleep, which is prone to recording errors, and it is better for me to write it down immediately. ”

After Mu Chun finished speaking, Xu Dan shook his head from side to side slowly, and asked, "Then what should I do in such a situation?" ”

"Take some medicine, or do you like to run? Badminton? Any sport is fine. Mu Chun said.

"Then let's take medicine, but as you know, I actually have a lot of medicines at home."

As soon as Xu Dan said this, Mu Chun remembered Xu Dan's suicide live broadcast, no matter whether those medicines were true or not, it was true that she had a lot of medicines at home.

"So do you have any sleep aids?" Mu Chun asked.

Xu Dan shook her head, blinked her eyes, and seemed to hesitate slightly, and then she said, "Then please ask the doctor to prepare some for me." ”

"Okay, then you have to tell me well, when did the last time your problem with poor sleep started, and how long did it last?"

Xu Dan looked a little embarrassed, but she still answered the various conditions of her recent sleep according to Mu Chun's request, "The main thing is that you can't sleep if you miss the time to sleep." ”

"Well, what do you do when you can't sleep?" Mu Chun asked.

"I'll just listen to the music, or count the sheep." After Xu Dan finished speaking, he laughed first.

This smile seemed a little strange to Mu Chun, so he nodded and handed Xu Dan a piece of paper, on which a simple table was drawn, Mu Chun explained: "Write down the sleep of this week, if you can't remember clearly, don't be too nervous, try to write." ”