Crazy Psychologist Chapter 415

Everyone would want to win the first place in the first qualifier, after all, the first place can directly enter the finals, and if you choose an unfamiliar song for the first time qualifier, it is almost equivalent to trying to kick yourself out.

Bai Lu can be considered willful.

Even her husband He Ping couldn't help frowning when she found out, and said, "Although there is no problem for Bai Lu, maybe Bach is better. If the youth group only needs to choose one piece of music, why not choose Bach?"

What a joke, it's not his turn to get others to make up his mind about his game.

Bai Lu encouraged herself to think about everything after the game, adjusted her breathing, walked slowly to the piano, and bowed gracefully.

She was too familiar with it all to be infallible, whatever difficulties a professional pianist might have to bring into the performance.

Even if he didn't fall asleep at all the night before, even if the beating of the heart is completely out of normal rhythm.

The lights are a bit harsh.

It is the misty fog on the windows, like a banshee about to dance at any moment.

A ferocious face appeared on the faces of every judge in the jury, and demons filled the concert hall.

The sour smell rushed into Bai Lu's respiratory tract, yes, women's, men's, ugly sour smell.

There used to be such a sour smell in her body that rotted from the inside out, but now all of them have escaped, and all the demons lurking in the dark corners around the stage are also waiting for an opportunity.

It seemed that people were whispering in Bai Lu's ears.

People said, "This is Bai Lu, her husband is a **** and domestic violence."

Domestic violence, strong ~, what a piercing voice, how can you lurk on such a sacred and solemn stage with such an ugly weapon.

How can the sanctuary of music be defiled.

The audience is waiting, waiting for ridicule and pity.

An out-of-date female pianist, it's okay if she has no reputation, but she has also been a shining star since she was a child.

There are always people who remember her, know her, and can string her past into a candied haws, and then pick it up and put it in the cold air, in the cinders, and in the boiling oil.

Breathe, adjust your breath...

That doctor seems to have taught her how to breathe, one, two, three...

No, it can't be done.

My mind went blank.

The silence of the auditorium is a quiet restlessness that urges the players not to waste time.

Yes, the long adjustment must begin.

When the lights come on, the music is about to start.

Bai Lu, your life cannot be lavished on other people's mistakes, and your life cannot be lavished on your favorite piano.

This is your last stage.

Bai Lu recalled how her favorite pianist Gulda felt when she played the first movement of Piano Sonata No. 12 in F major.

Cheerful, relaxed, natural, full and dynamic sound.

Imagine that sitting at the piano is another performer.

From the first measure, the rhythm sounds and the melody follows closely, like a maze. Musicians don't recite and memorize the score while playing, they memorize it through various senses.

From the path through the garden, the fragrance of flowers, followed by the sunshine pouring down on the fountain.

"It's wrong here." Xiao Hai said lightly while grabbing Mu Chun's arm.

Ten seconds later, Xiao Hai squeezed Mu Chun's arm again, and Mu Chun also became nervous.

There is also a mistake here. This piece of Mozart is not unpopular. People who love music are familiar with it. It is not difficult to accurately hear the mistakes.

It was too easy for Gong Hai.

The auditorium was quiet at first, but whispers gradually came from several corners.

wrong!

wrong again!

This player is in the wrong shape!

Didn't you prepare well!

It is impossible not to prepare well, and poor condition is the only possible reason. There are almost no amateur players who can participate in the youth group of the Lechuan International Piano Competition, and each of them has at least ten to twenty years of experience. The time for practicing the piano, if these times are connected into a rope, it is estimated that it can circle the earth several times.

The palace began to collapse, the sun set, the stars turned into meteorites and fell in the palace, and the flowers on both sides of the path withered, turned black, and smelled of decay.

Finally, the black and white keys in front of him turned into disintegrated gray walls.

Everything is not clear anymore.

The fingers no longer belong to oneself, and the breath no longer belongs to oneself.

Bai Lu, under everyone's doubts, fainted on the piano, and the piano gave out a heavy duang! One sound.

"It's surrender!" Gong Hai said.

The judges were nervous and didn't know what was going on. The staff at the side hurried up to the stage. Bai Lu had already lost consciousness, "Call the doctor, doctor." The staff shouted.

Gong Hai was silent and trembling all over, Mu Chun didn't dare to leave Gong Hai alone in the auditorium, Bai Lu lost consciousness again.

Mu Chun guessed that Xiaohai might have thought of his father's death because of the scene of Bailu fainting, so Xiaohai is now in a short-circuit state.

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai." Mu Chun pushed Xiao Hai's shoulder, Xiao Hai didn't respond, his lips trembled slightly, and his skin was pale.

"Xiao Hai, Dad is going to save someone now, Xiao Hai, Teacher Bai Lu has fainted." Mu Chun said again.

"Teacher Bai Lu?" Gong Hai finally recovered, nodded sensiblely, "Go, Dad, I'll wait for you here."

Mu Chun flew onto the stage, checked Bai Lu's situation, and said to the staff and judges: "I am a doctor, I need to prepare for emergency treatment, call the emergency ambulance immediately, and can anyone of you find an AED defibrillator near here?" ?”

Mu Chun has accurately calculated the time from the moment Bai Lu fainted on the piano, and now 56 seconds have passed, and in Bai Lu's current state, the most precious time for her is less than three minutes.

Mu Chun calculated the remaining time of Bai Lu based on the golden 4-minute first aid time for cardiac arrest. The emergency personnel could not get to the patient's place within four minutes, so Mu Chun asked the staff to find an AED near the concert hall immediately. Defibrillators.

Public places in densely populated places such as concert halls, airports, schools, theaters, railway stations, subway stations, shopping malls, etc. have already been equipped with a specified number of AED defibrillators.

AED defibrillator, the full name is automatic external cardiac defibrillator, used when the injured person's pulse stops.

It does not, however, deliver shocks to patients with no heart rate and a horizontal ECG. In short, the use of a defibrillator itself does not restore the patient's heartbeat, which is misleading by many film and television programs. Instead, the fatal arrhythmia is terminated by electric shock, and then the heart beat is re-controlled by the high-level pacemaker excitation of the heart. Make the heart beat again.

Mu Chun had already taken off her coat while running onto the stage. With the help of another staff member, Bai Lu was laid flat on the stage, and her pulse had disappeared.

sudden death!

Someone was talking nervously beside, and the audience all ran to the front of the stage, wanting to see what happened, but they couldn't see anything clearly, they could only pass on one by one, it seemed to be a heart problem, as if they were not breathing.

"Have you found the aed?" Mu Chun asked while touching the carotid artery in the sternoclavicular groove next to the thyroid cartilage with his index finger and **** to feel for a pulse.

After confirming that the pulse disappeared, Mu Chun began to perform external cardiac pressure, put both knees at the level of the body surface in Bailu supine position, point to the chest position, stretch out his hand and use the **** to find the junction of the rib and the sternum, and then put the index finger Put it on the sternum, put the heel of the other hand close to the index finger and put it on the sternum, then put the other hand on the back of the hand on the sternum to stick to the wrist and raise the fingers, lean forward with the hip joint as the fulcrum, and extend the Straight and vertically press the heel of the palm to the sternum 4-5 cm, then relax and return to the original position, and repeat this 30 times at a rate of 100-120 times per minute.

There was no sound in the small hall, and everyone's hearts were raised to the throat.

The judges didn't know what they could do, so they could only stand stiffly.

"Wake up, Bai Lu, wake up." Mu Chun shouted in his heart.

"Bai Lu, be strong, I'll help you if you have any difficulties, Bai Lu."

The average compression speed is 100 times per minute, and after every 30 compressions, Mu Chun blows twice according to the prescribed cardiopulmonary resuscitation actions.

Checked, no response.

no response.

In the second group, press 30 times at an average compression speed of 100 times per minute to ensure that the patient's chest rebounds, and blow air twice.

"Bailu, Bailu." Mu Chun kept shouting in his heart.

Everyone became restless, "I guess it won't work."

"It's too difficult like this."

Three minutes passed and aed hadn't reached the stage yet.

Mu Chun's sweat had already soaked the dark gray knitted sweater.

Untrained people can't achieve Mu Chun's level. Similarly, if they can achieve Mu Chun's level but still can't restore Bai Lu's pulse, despair will start to spread around the piano.

The prelude to death began to sound.

The constant roaring in the ears,

Mu Chun didn't care about these, he didn't have time to think about them at all, after five cycles, Bai Lu finally woke up.

It took another five minutes for the emergency personnel to arrive. Mu Chun asked Xiao Hai if he wanted to see Teacher Bai Lu, and Xiao Hai nodded in agreement.

When He Ping rushed to the hospital, Bai Lu had already regained consciousness. After sleeping for a full five hours, Bai Lu's body also recovered its strength. sad.

After Mu Chun sent Xiao Hai home, she kept chatting with Zhang Wenwen in Zhang Wenwen's clinic. After Bai Lu woke up, Mu Chun had nothing to say to her, but when He Ping came, Bai Lu called Mu Chun. I called and asked him to come to the ward anyway.

In the two-person ward, the next bed was temporarily vacant, and there were only Mu Chun, Bai Lu, and He Ping in the ward.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Mu Chun, I'm lucky to have you here this morning, otherwise I might not be able to see the moon at night." Bai Lu said mockingly.

"This is what I should do, take a good rest, and wait until you have something to do." Mu Chun suggested.

Bai Lu shook her head, her makeup was still on her face, although it was a bit smudged, but her overall complexion was not bad.

He Ping looked at his wife distressedly, and said with concern: "Why did such a serious thing happen suddenly, I should rush back to watch your game."

He Ping wanted to reach out and grab Bai Lu's shoulder, but Bai Lu dodged and said, "It doesn't matter, this is my game."

The two fell into an awkward silence.

He Ping is very handsome, really handsome. If there is any reason for a jazz trumpet star to become a popular star, handsomeness is probably one of the most important reasons.

In addition, there is talent. It is said that He Ping can be regarded as a late-blooming musical genius. Unlike ordinary musical geniuses, Mozart and Paganini have shown amazing talent since childhood.

He Ping's talent is only recognized by everyone after he became popular, so in Bai Lu's mind, He Ping is the kind of person who works hard, studies hard, practices hard, and strives to become a performer that everyone likes.

Seeing that the two were silent in embarrassment, Mu Chun asked, "Why did Bai Lu faint? Didn't sleep well at night? Or did she have a heart problem?"

Bai Lu shook her head, "When I checked with you earlier, there was nothing wrong with my heart."

"That's right, no obvious organic problems were found this time." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he glanced at He Ping and said, "Otherwise, you should talk first, and I'll go out for a while."

"No, I think it would be better if the doctor was present, and I'm worried that some people will also do violence to me." Bai Lu gave He Ping a vicious look.

He Ping leaned innocently on the bed next to him.

"I thought you would believe me, just like I have always believed in you. How could you really take this kind of news as fact?" The corners of He Ping's mouth rose, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Is it true that you know the facts yourself? A girl committed suicide for you, and then accused you of sexual assault, rape~ah, would a girl say such things casually?" Bai Lu said through gritted teeth.

After finishing speaking, her shoulders kept trembling, He Ping stood up and wanted to make her not so nervous, but Bai Lu pushed He Ping away with one hand.

"Don't touch me, let's get a divorce." Bai Lu expressed her thoughts.

Maybe it should have been done long ago, but he was lying to himself and the other party.

"What if I say it's all a misunderstanding? Will you believe me?" He Ping said calmly, with sadness and inexplicability on his handsome face, "I'll let this girl explain everything clearly, she didn't say anything at all. These things."

Bai Lu shook her head, tears flowed all over her face, the feeble sunlight outside the window shone on Bai Lu's face, no heat could be seen.

"I really don't want to believe this kind of thing at all. It's okay to gossip. I admit it. After all, He Ping is a celebrity now. Who doesn't have some news in the entertainment age? But you are now a crime. You know it. How many people have sent me messages since it happened? Even my parents were involved, do you have any brains, have you ever thought about us?"

What Bai Lu said was not too much, if He Ping really did this, she said that he was not too much. But from Mu Chun's point of view, He Ping did have something to hide. He didn't know if He Ping was willing to say it under the current situation.

Perhaps this is also Zhang Hai's suspicion. Zhang Hai mentioned it on the phone yesterday, and Xu Dan's words always felt a little strange.

Mu Chun looked at He Ping, and found that the other party looked at him with pleading eyes, "I am a physical and mental doctor, and my name is Mu Chun."

When meeting He Ping for the first time, Mu Chun thought that he should introduce himself.

He Ping seemed to know Mu Chun, and after hesitating for two seconds, he said, "It's Dr. Mu Chun who ate hot pot with Bai Lu. Your video is quite popular."

"Yes, we are really a match made in heaven, but we didn't hurt the doctor, nor was he reported to the police by the doctor." Bai Lu snorted and continued to complain.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with you and the doctor going out to eat hot pot, and as far as I know, the biggest contributor to the nanny murder case mentioned on Weibo a few days ago is also Dr. Mu Chun. The three of us seem to be the latest three hot news. The main character."

He Ping's words were a bit bitter, Mu Chun laughed, Bai Lu cried, and He Ping himself felt even more sad.

"Yeah, I don't know why I became a hot topic in the news. Maybe there are many misunderstandings related to each other. Maybe you, like me, have some misunderstandings." Mu Chun tried to dig deeper into the topic.

"I didn't **** Xu Dan, and I didn't have domestic violence, none of these." He Ping denied all Xu Dan's accusations against him in one sentence.

"Then why didn't you clarify it? Didn't your manager or the band's manager clarify this matter for you? The media chases after you without hesitation~www.mtlnovel.com~ Mu Chun said.

"Because it's not necessary. I believe that those who clean themselves will clean themselves. I won't explain this kind of thing." He Ping sneered.

"No explanation?" Mu Chun frowned.

The conversation between the three fell into awkward silence again.

Bai Lu thought that there was no clarification, there was no evidence to deny it at all, Mu Chun thought, why hasn't the memory gaze function been activated yet?

Is this kind of function all just pretend?

"If there is a misunderstanding, it's better to explain it. After all, the police should come to you soon." Mu Chun suggested.

"I won't explain, there's nothing to explain." He Ping turned his head away in pain.

"Is there any difficulty, is there any unspeakable secret? For example, you should at least know Xu Dan, maybe you have had an intimate relationship with her, or are you currently in an intimate relationship?" Mu Chun tried to be as tactful as possible, To take care of Bai Lu's mood.

It is always difficult for a woman to calm down when her husband commits such a thing, otherwise Bai Lu would not have such a serious pathological reaction today.

"I won't explain it, even if I'm taken to the police station, I won't explain it." He Ping stubbornly repeated the same words twice.

Afterwards, he looked at Bai Lu whose tears had dried up on the hospital bed and said, "You are my wife, I hope you believe me, there is no such thing as what Xu Dan said, she did know me, and I did go to her house, But all the accusations against me are all false, all of them, you hear clearly, all of them are false."

Chapter end

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