Crazy Psychologist

Jia Tian was very polite when he saw Muchun coming in. Lin Xiaolei spoke so fast that Jia Tian couldn't bear it.

“My son is here, how can you, as a doctor, take him out to play?”

"Heal the disease."

Muchun sat on the sofa, Jia Tian coughed, and simply put his feet on the coffee table.

"Doctor Mu, there are family members of the patient here, please pay attention to your image."

"No, I don't think you should be so formal. There's no point in getting too nervous. Besides, what are the patient's family members?"

"This Ms. Lin Xiaolei is the mother of the patient Wu Le, don't you know?"

"I don't know. Wu Le did come here to see a doctor, but there was no patient Wu Le on Saturday."

Jia Tian was a little stunned when he heard this, "What's the situation? There is no patient Wu Le?"

Lin Xiaolei thought, yes, although her son came to see Mu Chun, he did not bring his medical insurance card, and perhaps, he did not say that he came to see a doctor at all.

"You haven't asked, have you, asked Wu Le if he was happy on Saturday?"

Just as Lin Xiaolei was about to answer, Muchun immediately said, "You didn't ask him if he likes to go to cram school, right?"

Just as Lin Xiaolei was about to answer, Muchun immediately said, "You haven't heard him say whether he wants to learn guitar."

Lin Xiaolei was about to say that the most important thing now is reading.

Muchun added, "You don't know that Wu Le wants to play good basketball and chat with his classmates."

Lin Xiaolei was already blushing and looked at Jia Tian. Jia Tian shrugged and spread his hands.

"You don't know that he is not an introverted child."

"How long has it been since you praised him?"

"Have you ever tried not to scold me if you didn't do well on the exam?"

"Can you accept that he is a child with bad grades?"

"Do you suspect that there is no music in his ears?"

"You've never worried that your son won't dare to speak because of you, right?"

"You think it would be better to have a neuroma than to use the noise in your ears as an excuse not to study hard."

"Have you ever thought that Wu Le has reached the age where he might fall in love?"

"Have you ever thought that a child who is always obedient and won't talk back might never be able to talk again?"

"Do you know how many friends Wu Le has in school?"

Lin Xiaolei had been driven crazy by Mu Chun. Her feet in high heels suddenly became weak and she had no strength at all.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I just want you to experience the same feeling as Wu Le, the feeling that he was speechless."

"Are you a devil?"

Lin Xiaolei slumped on the sofa, covering her face and crying without caring about the image.

"Have I always been that bad? What you said, am I such a bad mother?"

Jia Tian looked at Muchun and raised his chin, pouting like the mouth of a teapot.

Muchun shrugged and gave a "I don't know what happened" expression.

Jia Tian had to stand up, simply opened the door and walked out.

Outside the dean's room, they happened to meet Liu Tiantian and Shen Zifeng.

"Dean Jia"

The two of them were extremely embarrassed. Since they had bumped into each other, there was no need to explain anything.

"Doctor Mu, how's it going?"

Shen Zifeng's mung bean eyes were of great benefit at times like this, and Jia Tian couldn't tell what was going on in these little eyes.

"Ah, you and Muchun have a good relationship, and Liu Tiantian, don't think that if your mother has a good relationship with the hospital, I will always support you. I haven't settled the matter with you about the shortage of things in the outpatient hall."

"That matter can't be entirely up to me. I'm not a property custodian."

Liu Tiantian said coquettishly.

"Okay, I can't stand it anymore. You don't look like a doctor at all. Really, you have to listen to yourselves."

After Jia Tian finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked away.

Lin Xiaolei's cries came from the unsecured dean's room, followed by curses, "Even if I am at fault, it is my son and I's business. What right do you, an outsider, have to meddle in other people's business?" "

"Ah, it's okay. It doesn't matter to me if you scold me like this, because I'm not your son. I won't take your words seriously. But it's hard to say Wu Le. He is your biological son. Wan Once he loves you, and you simply throw his love in the corner, completely invisible, I am afraid that if a person has too many words accumulated in his heart that cannot be said out, it will flow into his ears and turn into weird music. "

"So, what you're saying is that the music in his ears isn't because of some illness? Is it because I don't let him talk?"

Muchun suddenly took out a bag of tissues and handed it to Lin Xiaolei. Lin Xiaolei hesitated for a moment and took it.

"A mother and her child are in a room. Sometimes the room is filled with people, including gentle mothers, stern mothers, mothers who take care of their children when they are sick, and mothers who want to beat their children to death after failing in exams. There is the mother who works hard at work, and there is the mother who cries when watching TV series. Sometimes, there is a whole society in the room. There is today's society, and there is also the society when the children grow up. How can so many people be squeezed into one room? Ah, it’s so tiring, it’s so difficult, being a mother is so hard.”

Lin Xiaolei wiped away her tears, choked and speechless. The makeup on her face had already been removed, but Mu Chun looked at her and felt that she was more like a gentle and generous mother than before.

"Why are you meddling so much? What exactly does a psychosomatic doctor do?"

"Ah, well, the Mind and Body Department is specialized in meddling in other people's business. I want to give this kid Wu Le a guitar, but it's a pity that he won't come here in the future."

"If you finish high school, you can consider asking him to come visit you."

"No, I don't want to get complained again. I'll just keep playing it myself."

Lin Xiaolei smiled. Although Muchun didn't know if the music in Wu Le's ears was still repeating, at least Jia Tian would not embarrass the Department of Mental Health with Lin Xiaolei's complaint.

I'm so thankful to be able to keep my job.

As a result, there were no new patients all morning due to complaints.

Muchun was lying on the chair scrolling through Xiao Xigua's updates, waiting boredly for the patient to come to her door.

"Ah, it would be great if Zhang Wenwen was here. There would be someone to play with."

"What's the meaning?"

Chu Sisi was sorting out her notes and couldn't bear to hear Muchun say such boring words.

"Teacher, can you be more serious, even just a little bit." Chu Sisi gestured in front of Mu Chun with the first finger.

"Ah, if the patient doesn't have it, he won't have money. Without money, I won't be able to give a gift to Little Watermelon. If I can't give a gift to Little Watermelon, Little Watermelon won't notice me. Do you think it's too difficult for me?"

Chu Sisi rolled her eyes. Her long, smooth black hair was hanging outside her white coat. In Mu Chun's opinion, she was almost the same as Sadako.