Crazy Psychologist Chapter 617

The spring around the sea came in a hurry. It was only two weeks in March, and the catkins were already flying unscrupulously in the spring breeze.

When Mu Chun ran in the morning, he had to wear a blindfold to go out, lest the wind would blow and tears would fall from his eyes.

Mu Chun has a good exercise habit, but he is not obsessed with what form of exercise must be.

Since there were so many flying catkins, he chose to do some exercise at home, and then set aside half an hour for morning writing and reading.

In this way, he can arrive at the hospital twenty minutes earlier than usual.

For these 20 minutes, he planned to use that high-priced treadmill to run well. A good machine would rust if it was not used often.

Ding Jiajun is the one who knows how to arrange life better than Mu Chun. On Wednesday midnight, Ding Jiajun called Mu Chun.

Mu Chun's back felt cold, seeing Ding Jiajun's phone call in the middle of the night always gave Mu Chun a bad feeling, and this Ding Jiajun always liked to call Mu Chun in the middle of the night.

But this time it wasn't that the man in black wanted to paint a portrait, or that Ding Jiajun thought of committing suicide again.

This time it was Ding Jiajun who was abandoned.

"Abandoned?" Mu Chun wanted to laugh on the phone but didn't dare to.

Ding Jiajun laughed at himself and said: "Now the child's thinking is really...fortunately, I am also an Uncle Seven, neither a father nor a real uncle."

From what Mu Chun heard, Ding Jiajun seemed to have some resentment. What is the source of this resentment?

Everyone has a heart for gossip, since calling others at twelve o'clock, it is natural to say something scandalous to make others happy, it is considered polite.

So Mu Chun asked: "What's the matter? Did the lonely girl think of me? It's not convenient for me."

"Mu Chun, are you still a good citizen with a conscience? Talking to a disliked person like this, I used to be your patient. Is your attitude towards patients so mean?"

While Ding Jiajun was waiting for his checked suitcase under the luggage carousel at the airport, he deliberately said with self-pity.

On the other end of the phone, Mu Chun said in a lazy voice: "Shouldn't you be performing for charity around the world now? You are the family member of the runner-up in this year's Lechuan International Piano Competition. How can you say that there are VIP audiences everywhere? What time is it there? It can't be that the show is about to start."

The more Mu Chun talked, the more Ding Jiajun almost forgot that he was the one who called to complain to Mu Chun.

"I said Dr. Mu, I was abandoned, and I returned from Venice with a box to go around the sea alone. You may understand the feeling of it?"

Mu Chun tried to empathize for a while—empathy failed!

"Because of the time difference, it seems that the empathy has failed." Mu Chun said regretfully.

"Okay, then when we are all in the East Eighth District, I will ask you to empathize with me." Ding Jiajun did not show any weakness, and directly sent Mu Chun the photo of himself at the Raohai International Airport.

"Then come to Huayuanqiao Community Health Center tomorrow to register, and I'll treat you to coffee."

"No, I plan to ask Dr. Muchun to have breakfast."

When Ding Jiajun said this, it was Mu Chun's turn to not know how to respond.

Make an appointment for breakfast, this is really an artist.

Although Raohai is located in the south, there is no morning tea culture.

If you want to say that breakfast is flatbread fried dough sticks and soy milk, or people who work late in the company can have a Western-style brunch like brunch, the price is about 80-120, there are soufflé muffins, smoked salmon, baked potatoes, salad , buffalo mozzarella slices, avocado maple bacon or the most common sausage and fried eggs.

Pair it with coffee or breakfast tea, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the sunny restaurant.

But two men! It's not appropriate to have a brunch appointment either.

What's more, for the doctor's work, it's eight o'clock in the morning and it's time for the outpatient clinic, so let's have breakfast together? This is to wear the stars and wear the moon to eat in a hurry.

"Then it's settled. Let's have breakfast together at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning." Ding Jiajun made his own decision.

"Then eat scallion noodles and small wontons. I know a restaurant near the Huayuan Bridge. If you come over, we will have breakfast together." Mu Chun calculated the price of breakfast. If Ding Jiajun wants him to treat him If so, he shouldn't feel too distressed.

How to say this year, the income will be more, although most of it is still used for public welfare, but life can not be too frugal, unnecessary waste can be saved as much as possible.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Mu Chun came to the intersection with Ding Jiajun, under a row of camphor trees, Mu Chun saw a man in a gray hoodie and gray sweatpants practicing frog jumping on the spot from a distance.

Seeing Mu Chun approaching, Ding Jiajun hurried forward, and the first thing he said was, "You treat me to this breakfast today."

Mu Chun nodded, thinking, 'I've been prepared. Could it be that I have some kind of foresight ability? '

One after the other, the two went to a traditional dim sum shop introduced by Mu Chun. Mu Chun ordered two bowls of scallion noodles and two bowls of small wontons.

Ding Jiajun looked at the price list and said that breakfast in foreign countries is usually eggs, bacon, bread, milk and coffee, and he hasn't had soy milk for a long time.

"Add more soy milk." Mu Chun said to the clerk tactfully.

"It's been a long time since I ate pot stickers. I especially miss the sweet flour pot stickers when I was a child." Ding Jiajun stroked his chin and looked up at the price list, as if he was looking at his test results.

"Ah, and red bean porridge with tangerine peel."

"This one is sold out." Mu Chun interrupted.

"Who said it's sold out? It's a big pot!" The clerk rolled Mu Chun's eyes, and the clerk who wanted to mock Mu Chun suddenly had a few stars in his eyes.

"You can't be the one..." The clerk's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned around and shouted to the window where the pot stickers were being made: "Brother Zhang, please help me see if this is the doctor from Huayuan Bridge. "

Brother Zhang really bent down, turned his head sideways to look out, and replied, "It seems to be true."

Mu Chun hurriedly put on the mask she had just taken off, thinking to herself, 'What the **** is going on, why am I red again? '

His understanding of the word red tends to be derogatory. Red is not a good thing. Maybe doctors need some fame, so that more patients can come to register with him. If there are more registrations, there will be more patients, and more patients will earn a little more. .

Originally, these things didn't look like bad things, but Mu Chun didn't want that. Whether he was doing public welfare or being a doctor, he didn't want to be too famous.

How should I put it, everything has two sides, and it is absolutely impossible to have only the good side without the bad side.

Just like there are shadows everywhere in this world, it is because of the shadows that people cherish the existence of light more.

Without shadow, there is no light.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. There is always some truth in the words of the ancients.

Perhaps the biggest worry for Mu Chun is that he is afraid of trouble. He is a person who is particularly afraid of trouble. Except for medical treatment and learning, it is best for him not to know about other things and not to participate in them.

For example, after breakfast, the clerk inexplicably recognized him, and didn't tell him what was going on. Mu Chun felt catkins flying in front of his eyes, and the spring water behind him cracked a little.

The order was delayed in this way, and the customers behind also complained a few times. The clerk could only smile and say, "This red bean porridge counts as my doctor's appointment. This is your order, and the total is 36 yuan."

'Please? ' If you don't get rewarded for no merit, why should you ask for it?

Mu Chun didn't understand.

Ding Jiajun, on the other hand, kept laughing through his mask like gloating.

Then, he whispered in Mu Chun's ear: "I came back from a trip abroad, and you seem to be popular again. I actually saw your news on the plane."

"Nonsense, how could it be on the news." Mu Chun poured a glass of water in the self-service tea area, then found an empty seat for four and sat down.

"Well, to be precise, it's a show. Now a reality show is very popular, and I'm watching it. There's a popular guest on it who seems to be your patient. What's his name, Li Mu?"

"Li Mu?" Of course Mu Chun remembered the name. "What's up with him?"

Seeing Mu Chun's sudden nervousness, Ding Jiajun really wanted to deliberately tease him. In Ding Jiajun's heart, Mu Chun is a person who doesn't seem to know what he is doing, but when he gets nervous, he seems to be about to take the college entrance examination at any time.

Just like now, when Mu Chun heard the name of his patient, he was nervous, as if something bad happened to the patient next.

It is said that after the operation, the surgeon will be more nervous about the patient's postoperative reaction, worrying about complications and so on. How can a physical and mental doctor worry about his patients so much?

What relapses and malignant changes are there in the Department of Psychology?

Since he wanted to bully Mu Chun, Ding Jiajun joined in and said, "Oh, I don't know, Li Mu seems to be more popular, so there are more people who are interested in him, and more people are interested in him." Well, it's inevitable that the internal pressure will be greater, right, not everyone likes to be a star, right?”

Mu Chun nodded immediately, "Of course, there is a big difference between people. Of course, not everyone wants to be a star. If a person with a relatively low level of stress becomes a star, the pressure may be even greater if he handles it improperly. Aren't there many people who are depressed?"

"Well, let's not talk about depression or not, first let me say that when I saw the strange showdown on the plane, Li Mu happened to mention that he went to the hospital to find a doctor because of the pressure, and wanted to prescribe some sedative drugs."

In the middle of Ding Jiajun's speech, the clerk brought out a plate and brought soybean milk and red bean porridge with tangerine peel to the two of them.

"Yeah." Mu Chun picked up the porridge, because it was too hot, and his movements were a little awkward.

The clerk who brought the porridge hadn't gone far, just saw her, and could feel her smiling through the mask.

"You are too..." Ding Jiajun couldn't help but also wanted to laugh at Mu Chun.

"Have you never had red bean porridge, or is our big doctor hungry?"

"Neither." Mu Chun pinched his burnt fingers, feeling sorry for himself for a second.

"What happened to Li Mu?" Mu Chun asked.

Ding Jiajun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Mu Chun was really worried about the patient, and it seemed that the joke could not continue, so he said a little more seriously: "I just watched this program on the plane, and guessed that many people know you now Maybe it has something to do with Li Mu getting angry."

"I see." Mu Chun took a sip of the porridge, and as expected, his tongue was scalded.

He bit his lip, then replied.

"What do you know?"

"Because Li Mu is very popular now, his fans are naturally interested in many things about him. He also mentioned in the show that he once went to a doctor, and that doctor helped him through the difficulties. In this way, Fans are likely to follow the vine and want to know the whole story of this matter, so I am that melon?"

After Mu Chun finished speaking, he continued to drink the porridge as if nothing had happened. Now he drank very slowly, much more carefully than before.

"Pfft!" Ding Jiajun couldn't help laughing, no one would call himself a melon, this Mu Chun really is a talent.

"It's too easy for people to become popular." Mu Chun sighed with emotion as if talking to himself.

"I don't think it's a bad thing. If it weren't for my previous works that made me have some fans, I'm afraid my life would be dead by now."

Ding Jiajun's somewhat sad tone was indeed stating a rather distorted fact.

Mu Chun glared at him, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

'This kid actually has the face to say that he was saved by fans. Of course, this statement can't be completely wrong, but doesn't it mean that he directly turned me into his fan? Although it is true! '

"So you came to me today to talk about what you saw my patient on the plane? And you called me at midnight because of this?"

Mu Chun asked while stirring the noodles with scallion oil.

"Of course not, I just want to wait for the omniscient Doctor Mu Chun to guess why I came back suddenly."

"That means Gong Hai doesn't need your uncle anymore." Mu Chun said.

Ding Jiajun's face turned pale for a while, and then turned red again, "It's true, I was rejected by a child."

"Didn't he dislike me too?" Mu Chun said with a smile.

"It's mainly Teacher Bai Lu and Teacher He Ping, let alone they really look like a family."

"Huh?" Mu Chun touched his forehead~www.mtlnovel.com~ You didn't tell me that He Ping also went to this charity performance. "

Ding Jiajun innocently said that he didn't know at the beginning that after the finals, the organizing committee arranged a charity tour. From before the Chinese New Year until now, the school had already started in March, and Gong Hai would definitely come back to school, but When it comes to music students, sometimes once there is a performance, I don't take school matters to heart.

He Ping went with the orchestra, but Bai Lu didn't know it at first.

"It seems... He Ping's original orchestra is the cooperative orchestra for the final of the Lechuan Piano Competition?" Mu Chun remembered this.

"Yes, is He Ping Bai Lu's husband?" Ding Jiajun asked.

Ding Jiajun only knows about Bai Lu that Bai Lu participated in the Lechuan Piano Competition, and that she is a teacher of the piano school. Mu Chun intends to let Gong Hai continue to learn to play with Bai Lu after the competition.

As for who He Ping is and the relationship between Bai Lu and He Ping, Ding Jiajun is naturally not clear.

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