Crazy Psychologist Chapter 172

Zhang Wenwen ran in front of Mu Chun angrily, Chu Sisi saw that the two of them were so unhappy for the first time, so she didn't dare to ask more questions, so she quietly asked in Mu Chun's ear, and Mu Chun poured coffee like a normal person.

"How is Liu Pei?"

Instead of caring about Zhang Wenwen's elongated face, Mu Chun thought of Liu Pei again.

"Speaking of Liu Pei, my mother has become a frightened bird now. If she says anything, she is afraid that this woman will come to the Chen family if she is out of her mind. She wants to make my father move."

"It's not such a bad idea, maybe it's possible to move."

Mu Chun said carelessly, and Zhang Wenwen got excited, "Yeah, in Dr. Mu's eyes, nothing is a problem, you can just raise flowers, plant trees, or move house. "

"Ah, little watermelon."

Mu Chun thought that he hadn't looked at Little Watermelon all day. After pouring his coffee, he immediately lay down on the chair and opened the homepage of Little Watermelon to read it. While reading, he let out a satisfied and evil laugh.

"By the way, how is Wu Le? Why did he suddenly come to Huayuan Bridge to see a doctor?"

"Wu Le? That boy who keeps playing music in his ears?"

"yes."

"Oh, Fengchuan Middle School is bewitched. The third grader either committed suicide or had a band in his head."

"Can you still talk properly?"

"Why is Dr. Zhang in such a hurry, he really thinks he is the savior? Can you be more rascal than Death?"

"I......"

"People die every day in the world, how can you save them by yourself?"

Mu Chun took a sip of coffee and laughed, "Right, how do you save it? If you want to save it, save it. Why are you dragging me? What do you want me to do? I just can't get on the operating table." , can't hold a scalpel, looks down on internal medicine, despises surgery, is a psychosomatic doctor that the public doesn't know about, and the police can't figure out, that's all.”

"Are you giving up on yourself?"

Zhang Wenwen suddenly realized that Mu Chun's sarcasm was abnormal, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Didn't you book a flight ticket for the 20th? Hurry up to Zhinan and tell him about your work. Don't be late if something happens to you. The patients at Zhinan are delayed."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Zifeng rushed up, Mung Dou's small eyes were drowned in his irritable voice, which completely affected the expression he should have when speaking.

"What's wrong? Dr. Shen."

Chu Sisi asked.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} "Mu Chun, come here."

Shen Zifeng beckoned to Mu Chun mysteriously, Mu Chun glanced at Zhang Wenwen, Xinxin ran out with Shen Zifeng.

"The patient, male, 14 years old, was admitted to the hospital with abdominal pain, severe intestinal colic, and a preliminary diagnosis of intestinal obstruction."

Shen Zifeng pushed Mu Chun's arm, talking while walking.

Mu Chun was being pushed and could only move forward quickly, but after hearing Shen Zifeng's words, Mu Chun suddenly stopped.

"I'm going back."

"What are you doing?"

Shen Zifeng grabbed Mu Chun's shoulder.

"This intestinal obstruction requires surgery, I can't, transfer to another hospital."

"It's too late to transfer, and it's useless to transfer."

"What do you mean?"

"I heard from his father that he had an intestinal obstruction three months ago and had just undergone an operation. Now he doesn't know why the obstruction happened again."

"That means you can't have another surgery? Is the interval too short?"

"That's right, according to Dr. Fang's judgment, he can't operate again, and he will... die."

"Then why don't you transfer him quickly?"

"Why do you say that?" Shen Zifeng was suddenly speechless.

Mu Chun almost rushed to the emergency room, only to see the patient in great pain. Fang Ming saw that Shen Zifeng had called Mu Chun from the fifth floor, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Doctor, what happened to him? Didn't he just have an operation?"

The patient's name was Zhang Xianwen, and the speaker was his father, Zhang Wenwu.

"Doctor Fang, the pain is so bad, how did you examine him?"

"I can't check."

Mu Chun didn't ask in vain, and Fang Ming's answer was also correct.

Because of the pain, Zhang Xianwen was not in a coma, which is considered pretty good.

"Then ask Dad."

Mu Chun rolled up his sleeves and ran to Zhang Wenwu, "Have you had a bowel movement for a few days?"

"what?"

"How many days has your son had a bowel movement?"

"I, I, probably for a few days."

Zhang Wenwu's mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol, which made Mu Chun unable to open his eyes.

"How the **** have you been drinking?"

Mu Chun didn't swear, the ferocious look in his eyes said everything.

"You all go out, I'll ask."

"Doctor Mu, this doesn't seem to be under the care of the Department of Psychology. After all, he is a surgical patient, and with such an urgent illness, are you sure you want to take care of it?"

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}Shen Zifeng saw that Fang Ming's face was not right, he was the one who called Mu Chun down, if something went wrong, Shen Zifeng would be upset Can't walk around.

"Five minutes, you all go out for a while."

As Mu Chun spoke slowly, he had already walked to Zhang Xianwen's side.

Zhang Wenwu burped again and the room smelled of alcohol.

Liu Tiantian's eyebrows were already twisted into venetian knots.

After everyone left, Mu Chun supported Zhang Xianwen, only to realize that the child was sweating and cold all over, and finally raised his head, but there was no pain in his eyes.

"I tell you, it's useless."

Mu Chun's words pierced Zhang Xianwen's stomach like a knife.

"I've never seen a ~www.mtlnovel.com~ that can endure this much, but it didn't work."

Zhang Xianwen burst into tears, and no one knew why he was crying, just like no one knew what he had experienced in the past two years.

"I asked the Chinese medicine department to prescribe medicine for you. If you don't take the medicine, you will die before your mother, and your mother will still not be saved because of your efforts."

It's almost there, it's almost there.

Zhang Xianwen curled up stubbornly on the bed.

The emergency room was filled with disinfectant and the stench of fermentation.

"Don't bear it anymore. It's useless. No one's body can replace another person's suffering. You've watched too many anime."

"No, it's okay. I've succeeded once before. If you go away, I will succeed."

With a loud bang, Mu Chun slapped Zhang Xianwen **** the face.

"If you do this, you will only die from an intestinal burst, and your mother, Le Ming, will die faster because of your death."

"You lie, you lie, how do you know who my mother is."

"Le Ming is suffering from advanced breast cancer. She has undergone chemotherapy twice. It is estimated that she can live for three months at most, but now she has lived for four months and three days. Do you think it was your last operation for intestinal obstruction? After saving her, you think that as long as you can stop eating and pooping, your mother will not die."

"how do you know."

"Now that I know it all, I can also tell you that if you burst your bowels today, your mother won't wake up next Tuesday."

Zhang Xianwen burst into tears, his stubborn and fearless eyes suddenly dimmed, and tears burst into tears.

"What is he yelling in there?"

Chapter end

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