Compared with real obsessive-compulsive disorder, patients with pseudo-obsessive-compulsive schizophrenia have a high level of abnormal subjective experiences, such as being sensitive, feeling sick, and feeling that their skin is festering.

Mu Chun suggested that Zhang Wenwen go back to North America once, or exchange similar cases with professors at Harvard, by email or phone, or in person if necessary.

"To figure out how the disease is changing and why it's happening, it's not enough to just treat one or two patients. While we are treating a patient, more patients may be misdiagnosed, perceived as overthinking or eccentric. ”

Mu Chun was a little frustrated when he said this, so he lay down on the chair again and picked up his phone. Looking at the update of the little watermelon, the guy giggled again.

Zhang Wenwen has also done a lot of homework these days, and suggested that similar professional training in physical and mental health should be set up, so that more doctors in other departments can also understand that patients may be suffering mentally in addition to physical illness.

Chu Sisi felt that perhaps Chu Xiaofeng would take the lead in proposing this matter, and it would be easier for everyone to pay attention to it.

Mu Chun is an outsider who has told you everything, and you will figure out how to do the next thing.

On the other hand, after Huang Ke went home, he persuaded Liu Xiaoju not to go to Jingyi Affiliated for infusion, the haze has been too big recently, Jingyi Affiliated is far away, and there are always a lot of people, and every time you see a cold, you have to queue for an hour or two.

Liu Xiaoju said that he hates this kind of nosy doctor the most, and he can just take a good look at his patients, and he has nothing to do with other departments.

"But it's really inappropriate to quarrel like that in the hospital."

Huang Ke wanted to say a few more words, but the child cried on the side, Liu Xiaoju sat on the sofa and hugged the child for a while, and said that it was better not to infect the baby if he coughed.

In the past two years, Huang Ke already knew what his words meant.

Liu Xiaoju will sleep in the study again tonight.

The study, speaking of which, there are not many books, but there is a five-foot double bed, originally this west-facing room was used for children to read, if the parents of both sides come, it can also be used as a bedroom temporarily, but this bed has now become a place where Liu Xiaoju sleeps every day.

Is the husband having an affair? Or is it just that because the child is getting older, his feelings for himself are starting to weaken?

Tempers are getting shorter?

On Saturdays and Sundays, while Liu Xiaoju went to the company to work overtime, Huang Ke hesitated for an hour, and finally asked his aunt to take the children to bask in the sun in the community garden.

Huang Ke started from the study first, although Liu Xiaoju is not a reader, but the desk is clean, the documents are stacked on the left lamp, the computer is on the right side of the desk, the lower right of the desk is three small drawers, the top one is locked, there is usually a small key hanging on the drawer, and the next two drawers are some English word cards, power banks and fitness cards and other messy things.

I barely flipped through two train tickets, which are also the two places where Liu Xiaoju has been on a business trip recently, and I don't see any signs of an affair.

Huang Ke has also read some articles written specifically for women, saying that "the more men who have an affair, the more there is no trace", the title of this kind of article is the whole content of the article, which is to tell women that if the husband is neat and tidy at home, and there is no trace of arbitrariness or chaos, the more it means that he may have someone else outside.

Want to cover it up?

Huang Ke didn't know what words to use to describe it. She sat down on the computer chair next to the desk, this chair has not been sat on once since she bought it.

As she sat down, she noticed the locked drawer. Huang Ke tried to open it, but it didn't move.

"What if?"

She had flipped around the desk and found no key.

It's funny, since it's locked, how can you leave the key outside.

It's a pity, Huang Ke is a woman with a good memory, this desk was bought with two keys, she was afraid that the child would feel fun when using the study, and locked the drawer but the key did not know where to put it, so she asked the manufacturer for an extra key, and put it in the locker in the living room with the keys to all the door locks in the house.

She hesitated to open the drawer.

Perhaps, after opening, the marriage of the two has also come to an end.

What's inside?

Maybe it's a photo of a girl, maybe it's a token of love between the two?

Will anyone still write love letters these days?

What else could it be?

Huang Ke thought about it, and walked to the living room in a daze and took out the key from the locker.

On Monday morning, Liu Xiaoju's cough had basically recovered, and Huang Ke said that the last bottle of potion should go to Beijing to hang up, and there was no need to queue up for too long if he went early. It seems that the Kyoichi Affiliated Group has prepared in advance for the high incidence of respiratory infections, increasing the number of seats in the infusion room and temporarily opening the infusion appointment registration channel.

But Liu Xiaoju was busy with things in the company, saying that he wouldn't go to the hospital to register if he didn't have anything to do, he didn't seem to like going to the hospital very much, Huang Ke felt that this dislike was not the attitude of ordinary people towards the hospital, ordinary people usually had nothing to do, of course, they wouldn't think of going to the hospital, and it wasn't a café or a movie theater.

"What did you say you saw?"

Mu Chun was drinking coffee, and was so frightened by Huang Ke's words that his tongue burned.

"I ...... It is a woman's stockings, the kind of long one. ”

"So you're having an affair? Or is there an affair? It's impossible, it's not like it! ”

Mu Chun shook his head and walked around the outpatient room, looking restless.

Huang Ke could only turn around and talk to Mu Chun, she was still used to looking at each other when she spoke, Mu Chun walked around like this, and Huang Ke's heart also swayed.

"Huh? What else? ”

"There are several bottles of body lotion or lube, and I don't know, because it's in English, and it's non-English, so I don't know."

Huang Ke bit his lip and looked very uncomfortable.

"Did you take a picture?"

Mu Chun suddenly asked.

"What? Photograph? What photos? ”

"If we really talk about divorce in the future, these will be all evidence."

"Divorce? I never thought about it, I regretted it a little, why did I see these things, and now that Liu Xiaoju is back, I don't know how to look at his eyes. He was still very nice to me and bought me a pair of earrings yesterday, which were beautiful and not cheap at all. ”