"House call?" Chu Sisi blurted out.

Mu Chun glanced at Chu Sisi and hinted that she should not make a fuss.

However, it is not in line with the rules to go to the clinic casually during the outpatient time.

Chu Si thought that this is really in line with Teacher Mu Chun's style, as long as the patient needs to rush over at any time, he doesn't care whether he eats hot pot or sparring the piano or goes to the funeral home or something like that.

Amin saw Mu Chun's hesitation and embarrassment, took out a delicate card bag from his coat pocket, and took out his identity certificate from the card bag.

"You can take a look, or stay in your hospital. The above address is the new address after renewing the ID card, the same as where we live now, you check the address of Sun Xiangyun in the hospital system, and the address on my side is the same.

I think that should prove that our relationship as a couple and that I'm not a bad person. ”

Amin's wit and calmness are touching.

"I'll go with you." Mu Chun took off his white coat, and then said to Chu Sisi: "There are still more than an hour to get off work, I don't think I can come back, there are patients coming, it depends on Dr. Chu, remember that the examination is always necessary." ”

Chu Sisi nodded super seriously, although she didn't have confidence, she always remembered what Doctor Mu said, "Just use your enthusiasm to treat." ”

Enthusiastic, yes, I long to be able to help patients.

So be it.

Chu Sisi sat on Mu Chun's seat, her heart was up and down, Mu Chun hadn't walked out of the physical and mental corridor yet, she quietly took out a small notebook from her pocket and began to review the previous case.

Li Nan, she marked [obsessive thoughts] and [compulsive behaviors] next to her.

Ding Jiajun, [Walking Corpse], no, no, it doesn't seem to be, and later it became [Extreme Sadness] and [Depression].

Hu Peng, [Repeated Inspection]

Chu affirmed, [fear of marriage].

Wu Fangmei,???

slim, [depressed] ???

Zhao Min, [False Pregnancy] ????

Liu Mo, [Thyroid Dysfunction]

Shen Fan, [kleptomania]

Chu Sisi found that she couldn't understand it completely thoroughly just because of some concepts, I don't know why, it's obviously like this, but it's not right.

How to put it, if you go to McDonald's to buy fries, you must think that the fries are long, golden brown, sprinkled with white sea salt.

But the waiter at the pick-up desk smiles and serves you a spiral of fries topped with cheese bolognese.

The waiter looks at you stupidly and puts the plate on the table a little impatiently. You look at the food in the carton in front of you and ask shyly, "Are these fries?" ”

The waiter glances at you, "yes, these are fries." ”

It should be, but it doesn't feel right.

Reading books is most afraid of reading to this stage, and I am most afraid of this kind of seeming understanding.

Law, like medicine, cannot tolerate the slightest difference between understanding and not understanding, and psychosomatic medicine cannot be an exception.

Walking outside the hospital, Mu Chun found that the morning was gone, and the air was damp and sticky, no one liked this kind of weather, as if he wanted to open the lid of an oil-stained oil bottle with his hands, no one would be willing to do this.

That's the case on asphalt roads, thick with a layer of sticky moisture.

Amin coughed, Mu Chun also coughed, the two laughed, and Amin said, "The air is really not good." ”

"Yes, in the past few years, the haze will be more serious in winter around the sea, and this year's smog seems to have only started this week, but you look very serious today, and it's all afternoon."

Amin nodded, "We would have traveled in the winter, to the southern hemisphere or simply to the colder north, but this year we happened to plan to travel after the new year, you see, isn't there a lot more to do." ”

Mu Chun already knew that Sun Xiangyun was a scholar, but he didn't expect that his wife was even more intelligent, and she looked like a small jasper, which was really unseemly.

"I don't know much about medicine, but I think my husband has some conjectures, or some worries that he is not aware of, and I think these worries are inevitable for people, but they are not necessary.

I couldn't tell him, but I could understand it, but after seeing him go to the hospital twice, it was like a different person when he came home, and I guessed that the doctor must have been very good. Not only do you understand a lot of life things, but you can also make others understand and listen to them, and this kind of treatment is very remarkable. ”

Mu Chun shook his head, "It's not enough, it's not as good as you say." ”

"Doctors don't have to be modest, I thought he was a male doctor in his fifties with rich life experience, but I really didn't expect to see him today, and he turned out to be such a handsome young man."

Amin chuckled twice after speaking, and the haze between the two did not block the laughter.

When she walked to the door, Amin took out the key and was about to open the door, but Mu Chun reached out to stop her.

Whispered, "Ring the doorbell." ”

Amin nodded and did so.

Ding dong!

No response.

Ding-dong-ding-dong!

Be quiet.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!

A voice rang out from inside the door, "Who?" No one in the house can open the door. ”

Although this answer is very realistic, it is really humorous.

"Looks like he's in a good mood." Mu Chun said to Amin, and then motioned for her to open the door.

"Doctor Mu? You're really here. ”

Sun Xiangyun, who was sitting at the dining table, greeted Mu Chun with a smile.

"Yes, I'm here to see your paintings."

Mu Chun said that he was talking about him left and right, and Amin couldn't answer at once, so he could only beckon Mu Chun to sit down quickly, and he ran into the kitchen to prepare tea for Mu Chun.

"I can't even show you the paintings, I can't stand up, I don't know what's wrong, it's like my wife said it's turned into a mushroom, and I'm stuck to this chair."

Sun Xiangyun said to Mu Chun as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Yes, I believe it now, Painter Sun really can't stand up, because he pees his pants, it's been an hour, normal people will be uncomfortable, everyone will find a way to stand up and change into clean pants."

Amin was not nervous, moved a chair and sat far away from the two of them, looking at the "Brahma Master Manuscript" on the small round table.

"Ah, is it because of that?"

Mu Chun asked.

"No, I'm not afraid of death, I don't think it's useful to be afraid of death, what should come will come, and what should be damned will still die."

Sun Xiangyun took an orange and turned it around in his hand, not like he wanted to eat it, nor did he look like he didn't want to eat it.

That's how you pass the time with it in your hand.