Crazy Psychologist

"Eh? Doesn't it hurt?"

Muchun murmured softly, Gu Yiping didn't seem to be in any pain.

Pan Jing said from the side, "Dr. Mu, what do you say? Since I don't have the previous photos, do I have no way to prove that the surgical treatment was inappropriate?"

Muchun stood up and put his fingers back, put his palm against his right temple and massaged it several times.

"It would be a bit embarrassing if not. But, we can still continue chatting."

Pan Jing didn't understand what Mu Chun meant by winking at him, but she clearly felt that her husband Gu Yiping saw Mu Chun wink at her.

Although judging from the relationship between the position of Gu Yiping's wheelchair and the position where Pan Jing was standing, Pan Jing should not be able to see Gu Yiping's expression within the range of physical vision.

In the end, Shen Zifeng did not find a chance to ask Muchun whether the picture was complete. Muchun pushed Gu Yiping to the elevator.

Pan Jing has been standing next to Mu Chun, chatting with Mu Chun from time to time.

"The coffee in your Mind and Body Department tastes really good. The coffee you brewed last time was delicious."

When Mu Chun heard this, his eyebrows lit up with joy. It was rare for someone to praise the delicious coffee of the Department of Mind and Body. Muchun said proudly, "Yes, yes, but I always want a hand-grinded coffee."

Muchun let go of the armrests of his wheelchair and gestured behind Gu Yiping.

Pan Jing seemed to be in a good mood. Different from the first time they met, he was not as angry as he was when he was eager to complain and demand an explanation from the hospital.

Pan Jing now looks more like a gentle and sweet little woman.

"Ah, I may know a little bit about this. 20% of the substances in roasted coffee beans are soluble in water, but only about 18% of the soluble substances are delicious extracts. In fact, the coffee we drink is It’s brewed from coffee beans, it’s called extraction, doctors should know this word.”

Muchun said with kind eyes, "Well, it sounds like a very professional name."

"If the extraction is not stopped in time, the last 2% of the coffee will be extracted and the coffee will be astringent and bitter. If the extraction is stopped too early, the good-tasting substances cannot be fully extracted.

The taste will appear very bland. Whether a cup of coffee tastes good or not is related to machine equipment, water temperature, water pressure and even atmospheric pressure. Many people understand these two factors well. In fact, the work of the grinder is determined from the beginning. Isn’t it delicious to have a cup of coffee?

What the grinder does is increase the surface area between coffee and water to speed up the extraction process. Theoretically, the finer the coffee is ground, the faster the extraction will be. However, in fact, if too fine coffee powder is mixed into the water, the insoluble substances in the coffee will not be easily filtered out, and the mouth will feel like coffee grounds. "

"Wow, it sounds so professional. Just listening to it makes me feel the aroma. I can't help but want to buy a better grinder. I feel like the coffee in the clinic is simply unpalatable."

Mu Chunjun was really muttering, as if he wished he could immediately own a grinder worth ten thousand or twenty thousand and a coffee machine worth hundreds of thousands.

"The machine in your office is already very good. It really is. And it's incredible that there is such a good coffee machine in a hospital."

The two of them exchanged words with each other, completely ignoring Gu Yiping who was sitting in a wheelchair. Gu Yiping was not unhappy, but he was reading the "Urban Paladin Strange Stories" alone, as if reading the novel was more attractive to him than Pan Jing's purpose of bringing him to the hospital.

On the two flights of stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, Muchun and Pan Jing helped Gu Yiping go upstairs. Gu Yiping sheepishly thanked him repeatedly.

Mu Chun made a cup of coffee for each of them. Pan Jing asked if coffee would have an impact on the healing of Gu Yiping's foot injury. Mu Chun said it didn't matter, coffee would only make him happier.

Pan Jing pouted and said, "There is nothing unhappy about him. I think he is very happy."

"Ah, haha, yes."

Gu Yiping turned his face and smiled, then turned his attention to the novel.

"What should I do with this wound? Will I have to go down and change the dressing later?"

"It doesn't look like Mr. Gu is in much pain, does it?"

"He tolerates the pain quite well."

Pan Jing didn't know whether his words were a complaint or a compliment. Gu Yiping seemed to have heard similar words many times and remained calm, not even moving his toes.

"That's weird."

"What's weird?"

Pan Jing took a sip of coffee, turned the cup and stared at Muchun.

"You did have a brain injury a few years ago, right? It seemed like you were hit by something hard?"

Pan Jing shook his head, "I don't know, but he has always been mysterious. I used to think that if a man has just dated you, of course he can't tell you everything. As long as there is nothing that violates the law, generally speaking, the woman I won’t ask any more questions, not to mention he was still very nice to me at that time and chased me very closely.”

Pan Jing showed a confident smile, her two ponytails were lively and cute, and with her already good figure, she looked even more attractive.

"So what happened at that time? Was it a fall or a big flowerpot jumping out of the sky? Or some sad coincidence?"

Gu Yiping closed the book and said slowly, "It was about fish farming. I slipped and hit the back of my head on the iron shelf. I fainted at that time."

"So serious? Who sent you to the hospital?"

"I don't remember the specific situation at that time. My father called an ambulance and took me to the Zhinan University Medical Center. It looked quite scary at the time. My father said he thought he was going to lose me."

"and after?"

Pan Jing didn't seem to understand the accident either.

"I got to know you later."

"what."

Pan Jing muttered shyly.

"I only stayed in the hospital for a week. The doctor removed a little blood clot and said it was fine. All aspects of the examination were normal."

"Is there really nothing wrong? If nothing happened, why would Dr. Mu ask?"

Pan Jing is right. If there is no problem, why would the hospital ask about the previous medical history?

Muchun was naturally ready to explain, "Because there is a disease related to your husband's repeated injuries, so I asked if there is a history of brain injury."

"How could the foot injury be related to the brain injury? Besides, hadn't it been cured by then?"

"Ah, yes, it probably doesn't matter, it's just that I'm always careless and I hurt my foot."

Muchun looked at Pan Jing. Pan Jing just listened to what Gu Yiping said and neither agreed nor objected.

The two seemed to have a good relationship, but also seemed to have an inexplicable distance from each other.

Shen Zifeng called the psychosomatic department, and Mu Chun relayed to Gu Yiping that the doctor would come up and change his dressing shortly. Gu Yiping nodded politely. He continued to bury his eyes in the book.