Crazy Psychologist

"The thing you don't want to admit is that you don't want to see what's on the ceiling, right?" Mu Chun held his chin with one hand, and when he spoke, his mouth looked like a duck.

Li Mu also felt that Muchun's expression was strange, but it made his words easier to accept. He shook his head, and the helpless Li Mu could only admit, "Yes, I finally admire you medical students now. Medical students really do His IQ is not low."

"IQ? Oh, don't pay too much attention to that thing. I'm just trying to be normal. Think about it, isn't this something full of loopholes? You asked your upstairs neighbor about the leak this morning. If you know it’s not a water leak in someone else’s home, and then you also know that the problem is very clear, that is, there is something fishy on the bathroom ceiling, then as usual you must ask a property manager to check it, or check it yourself, right? You didn’t stay What’s the reason for checking at home instead of coming to me? It’s [Schrödinger’s cat].”

Muchun yawned after speaking.

Li Mu burst out laughing.

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Schrödinger's Cat is a thought experiment in which a cat, a glass flask containing hydrogen cyanide gas, and a radioactive substance are placed in a closed box. When a monitor inside the box detects a decaying particle, it breaks the flask, killing the cat. According to the Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics, after the experiment has been carried out for a period of time, the cat will be in a superposition state of being alive and dead. When an experimenter looks inside the box, he or she observes either a live cat or a dead cat, rather than a live and dead cat at the same time.

Mu Chun quoted Schrödinger's cat as a thought experiment here to tell Li Mu that everything in the world will take different paths based on a certain node. In other words, how will the cat on the ceiling lead his life? Which direction to take depends on himself.

"You can really describe something, and you actually use the knowledge of quantum mechanics. This is a community hospital. Aren't you afraid that the patients will not understand what you are talking about?" Li Mu asked with a smile.

"I'm worried, so I have to think of other metaphors, such as [empty cabbage], [black fish is not black], something simple and easy to understand. Anyway, what kind of person do I meet?" Mu Chun covered her face in time He closed his mouth and did not continue speaking. ,

"Talking to people and talking to ghosts?" Li Mu burst into laughter.

Before the laughter stopped, a gurgling sound suddenly came from the mind-body clinic.

Muchun asked, "What's the sound?"

Li Mu immediately replied, "Maybe I'm hungry."

"It's a good thing to be hungry. It means that the intestines and stomach have woken up. If you can't wake up from sleep, the intestines and stomach won't wake up either." Mu Chun memorized the medical book seriously.

Li Mu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, everything you said is right."

"If it were me, I would also be worried that my wife had put something in the bathroom ceiling, such as a cat. You must have heard about the recent cat abuse incident, so you are so scared that you always think about it but don't remember it. Are you willing to face it? If it were me, it would be difficult for me to tell others that my wife is abusing cats at home." Muchun's voice became weaker and weaker, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

"Yes, I should have thought that it might be Qiu Tong, but I always want to bear it. I don't know why, I am afraid that this is really the case. Is it possible that this is not the truth? Is it possible that it is still the case? There are other possibilities, I mean, for example, a neighbor sneaked into my house and put the dead cat on the ceiling of our bathroom, or the twin sisters upstairs also have some ulterior secrets, and they are not college students now. Do you abuse cats a lot? After abusing a cat in a dormitory, the cat died and it was even trending on Weibo.

Is it possible that there is a third situation, for example, a wild cat somehow got into the ceiling of our bathroom, for example, it got in through the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and then couldn't get out, because once the exhaust fan is turned on, it will It will hurt it, and it won't be able to get out after being injured.

is it possible? "The more Li Mu talked about it, the more he felt that these assumptions were too outrageous. On the contrary, it was the most logical thing that these things were all done by Qiu Tong.

Muchun didn't know how to comfort Li Mu. After facing the reality, he seemed calmer than when he came to the clinic before, and his mood was more stable than ever before.

"I feel much better now," Li Mu said.

"That's good. If necessary, you can come with your wife. Cat abuse must be divided. I mean, maybe there is some unresolved pain in my heart, so I did such a thing. After all, I am my wife, not an outsider."

Li Mu nodded and said, "I think I roughly understand what Dr. Muchun means, but who would do such a thing to a cat? What pain is she in?"

"In psychosomatic treatment, couples often receive joint treatment. If you need it, I am willing to help. It is up to you how to do it. Don't worry, I will help you at any time." Mu Chun said sincerely.

Muchun's sincerity is sincere and comes from the heart, without even considering any possible consequences. It is the same for Ding Jiajun, Gong Hai and Bai Lu.

Li Mu stood up and took the medical insurance card that Muchun handed him. He understood what he would face after walking out of the door of the mind and body department. He had to decide whether to do something and what to do. He didn't even know how to face Qiutong yet.

Muchun walked a few steps with Li Mu through the dark corridor to the stairs.

"Doctor Mu, please go back first. Just like difficulties at work, we always have to face them and bear them." Li Mu forced a confident smile.

"You have always played the role of the bearer. You have always been the one to bear the responsibility. Maybe you have been like this since you were a child." Mu Chun patted Li Mu on the shoulder.

Li Mu didn't nod, but he knew that Muchun seemed to be right again. He had always been a bearer because the team needed him. If there were problems in the project, someone needed to take responsibility and solve them. Most people's instinctive reaction was always to escape and deny. It is one's own fault, and those who really want to do things need to face and bear it, and need to solve and create.

Li Mu has indeed always been the bearer. When did it start?

After walking out of the hospital, Li Mu called his mother. When the call was connected, Li Mu was speechless. Fortunately, Li Mu's mother was a cheerful woman. She said, "Son, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?" No, we are not happy that we are quitting. You like to show off as a celebrity mother to support you."

ah? What the hell?

The haze in Li Mu's heart seemed to be caused by his mother sprinkling a layer of lemon and sea salt crushed potato chips, which was indescribably weird.

"You have been very strong since you were a child. You like to be the first and the leader. But you, your teachers say that you are a good and responsible child. You are not the kind of person who only likes to be in the limelight but cannot take the responsibility. So my mother thought Now, mom is not afraid of becoming a celebrity mother, nor is she afraid of being secretly photographed by the paparazzi when she goes shopping for groceries. You, remember to give me more red envelopes or something. Mom, go buy some cosmetics. If not, go for micro plastic surgery. Anyway, don’t worry, Hu A son has no mother, and your mother will cheer for you.”

"Mom, I..." Li Mu's eyes were hot.

"Son, are you tired?" Mom changed her irritated voice to a quiet voice.

"Yes, Mom, I feel it's hard, I feel... it's hard."

A tear fell on the ground, falling vertically and silently.

"Then go to bed early. There is nothing that can't be solved by one sleep. If it can't be solved, just sleep twice." My mother was silent for a while and suddenly spoke like a professional doctor.

sleep? Mom and Muchun really look alike - Li Mu thought.

"Mom has also been reflecting on whether she has been asking too much of you since childhood, but she has not reflected on anything serious. She just thinks that you have high demands on yourself. Recently, my mother has been asked by relatives, friends and neighbors about Li Muyue. As you become more promising, mom doesn’t know what else to do for you. All your progress is half painful and half glorious in her heart.

By the way, mom is going to play mahjong. Just remember to transfer a few more red envelopes. My family is fine, so don’t worry. How about Qiutong? "

"Okay, Mom." Li Mu choked.

"You, just call me if you are not happy. Don't bother your wife. There are always a lot of dissatisfaction in women's families about marriage. My mother has been there. There is no woman who is completely satisfied with marriage. If there is, you will not meet her. Yes, this principle is the same as winning the first prize in the Mark Six Lottery. Although there is someone around you who has won the lottery, the winner will not be you, so don’t think that other people’s products are better than your own.”

"Ah, no, I think Qiutong is pretty good." Li Mu took a breath and became more awake.

"That's it, as long as it's good, we'll be happy if you do well. I really want to go play mahjong."

"Okay, Mom, I'll give you some red envelopes. How much do you want?" Li Mu asked.

"Nervous, give me a hundred, it will make me happy." Mom's hearty laughter echoed on the other end of the phone.

Li Mu nodded stupidly, "Okay, I'll give you a red envelope right now."

After calling his mother, Li Mu returned home, opened all the windows, switched the air conditioner to ventilation mode, put on a mask, locked the door, moved a chair and walked into the bathroom.

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Muchun opened his notes and started sorting out Xie Xiaofei's case.

More than a week has passed since Xie Chunping came here, and he has not come to the hospital again. I don't know what Xie Xiaofei's condition is now.

This is where the Department of Psychosomatics is passive. Muchun often feels powerless for such patients. The doctor is in the outpatient department of the hospital, and if the patient does not come to the hospital, what can he do?

There's no point in being anxious.

Reorganize the manuscript and edit the case collection, but what kind of cases are useful to everyone?

Is it just to introduce what disease the patient has?

It would be easier if the mind-body department were this easy.

Sometimes there is a patient in front of you, and knowing that he is an exhibitionist cannot solve the patient's current troubles. There is no one-to-one medicine, and there is no immediate treatment method. These are all difficulties.

But the case collection still needs to be compiled, and secondly, he also needs to consider more things, such as online treatment systems, crisis intervention systems, as well as the translation and introduction of relevant professional books, as well as the preparation of more popular mind-body books, which will be beneficial to Public welfare activities to promote mental health.

Game design and therapeutic APP that keep pace with the times

Regarding schools, assessment and crisis prevention of students’ mental health.

How to prevent children with pica like Zhou Ming from recurring?

How can we more effectively prevent the Ding Xiaoyun incident from happening again?

This is simply a huge problem. How to reduce the stress on children in the face of increasing academic competition?

Muchun shook his head, scratched his head, and finally buried his head in his arms.

Then the page that hadn't appeared for a long time appeared on Mu Chun's retina again.

[Number of equipment: 3]

[Number of props: 6]

[Stamina value: 0.75]

[Intelligence value: 251]

[Talent: Memory Gaze, Crisis Warning, Power of Authority]

[System mission: Save 1000000000 people]

[Task progress: 255/1000000000 people]

[Task time: 3498 days]

Mu Chun noticed that the [number of props] changed from 4 to 6. He had already studied it before. In fact, this [prop] should be changed to [partner] or something more appropriate, but Mu Chun had no way to modify the parameter name. I can only let it continue to be displayed as a [prop].

This page that looks like an electronic watch is almost unthinkable to Mu Chun, but it is indeed changing. Just like the most basic function of a watch - timing, this page is always running.

The change from 4 to 6 should be due to the addition of Mu Xiao and Chu Sisi.

Mu Chun was very happy, because Chu Sisi's growth was what he had always wanted to see. As for Mu Xiao, it was great to have her back.

Because the mission progress was too far away from the goal, Mu Chun didn't take it to heart at all. He just treated it as a joke. If he really wanted to save people, Mu Chun felt that he might never have the confidence to say that he could save so many people. He just thought about it. Escape, he heard the heroic words again, as if he was born to have a mission, and who else would it be if he had given it to him:

【Save one is one! 】

Before he could finish these words, Mu Chun suddenly raised his head and walked to the window to take a few breaths of cold air.

There were no patients on Friday afternoon, and I don’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but there was still good news. Gong Hai got the first place in the junior group, so Gong Hai didn’t have to participate in the second qualifier this weekend. Having more time to prepare for the finals, and having one more week to conserve energy compared to the contestants participating in the second qualifier, these advantages are really unbeatable.

Muchun is happy for Gong Hai.

In therapy, it is very common for patients to establish empathy towards the therapist. Sometimes the therapy itself requires the therapist to establish such empathy, and then gradually help the patient understand and eventually transcend them. In Gong Hai's therapy, it was Gong Hai. Hai realizes that his feelings for his parents have been transferred to Muchun.

The role of empathy is very strong, and the limitations or negative effects are also great. The most important thing is that the time of empathy is difficult to calculate, and sometimes it may last for a long time.

The ideal situation is to gradually help the patient understand and clearly realize the emotional transfer after establishing empathy. When the treatment is completed, the patient can overcome the psychological barrier.

Muchun wasn't sure how long Gong Hai's treatment would last, he didn't even think about it.

When Gong Hai first appeared at Huayuanqiao Hospital, when he threw himself into his arms, when he proudly introduced to the people around him, "This is my dad."

All Muchun can do is accept this feeling unconditionally and empathize? Then empathize.

While he was sorting out his notes, Liu Tiantian walked in, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Yakult, and drank it.

Muchun did not raise his head and continued to focus on his work.

"Doctor Muchun, let me tell you something." Liu Tiantian smiled mysteriously at Mu Chun.

"Then don't say it." Muchun responded.

Without raising his head or looking away from his notes, Muchun replied calmly.

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"Here we go again, this time it's not like Shen Fan stealing something. Let me give you a break first. Someone from the judicial system is here. It seems they went directly to the dean's office. I don't know why they are here. What do you mean? Are you here to investigate Shen Fan?" Liu Tiantian said enthusiastically.

Muchun shook his head, "Ah, Tian Tian, ​​have you finished the home nursing course? Are you going to go to the home hospital bed every week?"

Liu Tiantian pouted, "You don't need to worry about this. Unlike what most people think, I don't hate the elderly. In fact, I quite like taking care of the elderly. You don't understand. I have a special affection for the elderly."

[Respecting the elderly and loving the elderly syndrome], Mu Chun said.

"Even if it is, I think my willingness to take care of the elderly has something to do with my grandmother, so I won't talk about this matter." Liu Tiantian waved his hand, "That's what I told you."

Before Liu Tiantian finished speaking, a rare guest who had never appeared here before appeared at the door of the Psychosomatic Clinic.

Dean Jia knocked on the door and coughed again, his movements a little awkward.

Liu Tiantian hid the empty Yakult bottle behind her body and quietly put it into her cuffs. Fortunately, she was wearing a nurse uniform with elasticated cuffs today. Thank God, she didn't want to listen to Dean Jia's nagging.

"Does Nurse Liu Tiantian have any work on the fifth floor at this time?" Dean Jia asked seriously.

"Well, there is a patient. I just came up to talk to Dr. Muchun. I have finished talking." Liu Tiantian looked at Muchun and pursed his lips hard.

"The patient should still ask Nurse Liu to accompany him when he comes next time. This is a very important part of the treatment. If there is a delay in work at the nurse's desk, it is really my fault. I will definitely do it during the next follow-up visit. Communicate with head nurse Li Xiaomei in advance." Muchun bowed slightly to Liu Tiantian embarrassedly.

Dean Jia didn't know what kind of drama these two people were singing, but they were looking for Mu Chun by name, so he could only go to the fifth floor to ask for this inexplicably popular psychosomatic doctor.

"Well, Dean Jia, I'll go downstairs first. See you, Dr. Mu, and see you, Dean Jia."

Liu Tiantian put his left hand behind his back and raised his right hand in front of him. He shook hands with Mu Chun first, and then said goodbye to Dean Jia. He tried his best to be cute and ran out of the outpatient room.

"Dean Jia is looking for me?" Muchun stood up, respectfully.

"Ah, it's like this. Two leaders from Fengchuan No. 1 Prison came to our hospital and said they wanted to trouble you with something. See if you can help?" After saying that, Director Jia handed over an answer. The bag was handed to Muchun.

"Me helping? Prison system?" Muchun shook his head, unwilling to take the file bag.

Dean Jia's face looked a little ugly, and he thought to himself, it is just as expected. When has this Mu Chun ever been easy to talk to? The last time the patient's family complained, he directly attacked the parents in my office, although they later laughed out loud. , but how could such a sarcastic doctor be sought after by so many people? Could it be that Dr. Qi Rong in our Department of Internal Medicine is not as good as Muchun, let alone that we still have a future mainstay like Fang Ming.

Muchun? He is perverse and unruly, does not play by the rules, is disorganized and undisciplined, and if the dean hadn't been pretending to be confused and not express his position on personnel transfers, he should have been transferred from this position long ago.

Nowadays, all second-level hospitals and above are adding psychosomatic departments. Huayuanqiao is still a community hospital, so there is absolutely no need to open a psychosomatic department.

When all community hospitals want to add mental and physical departments, it won’t be too late to add them.

Dean Jia took a deep breath and then sat down. Seeing this, Mu Chun also sat down, extremely well-behaved.

"Officer Liu Ping is asking Dr. Muchun to take a look at this document. The matter is quite urgent, so they made a special trip to the hospital today. So, Dr. Muchun, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you not to take a look at it?" ." Dean Jia handed the portfolio to Muchun again.

"Dean Jia, can you tell me what's going on?" Muchun stood up uneasily, then turned around and asked dean Jia, "Dean, would you like tea or coffee?"

Dean Jia shook his head, "No, thank you."

"Oh, okay." Muchun sat down again.

"Don't be so nervous. I've never noticed you being nervous before. Are you uncomfortable?" Dean Jia's tone was very concerned.

"No, thank you Dean for your concern. I shouldn't be nervous." Muchun said.

Dean Jia raised his eyes and said, "Let's take a look at the materials given to you."

"Can the dean tell me what's going on?" Muchun asked cautiously.

Dean Jia almost went crazy. When did Mu Chun become so timid.

However, the prison guard did not tell Dean Jia what happened. Dean Jia was still counting on Mu Chun to tell him.

Muchun slowly stretched out his hand and opened the file bag, as if there was some poison inside. Dean Jia really didn't understand what was worthy of appreciation in Mu Chun.

After Mu Chun opened the file bag, he neatly took out two of the materials and read them carefully page by page. Ten minutes later, he had read them twice.

"What's going on?" Dean Jia leaned forward and asked, staring at the document in Muchun's hand.

"Well, it says that it will only be read by Dr. Muchun. Leave the rest to me." After finishing speaking, Muchun put the document back into the portfolio.

Dean Jia's face was filled with deep thoughts, "Dr. Muchun, the prison system is not trivial. Should we ask doctors from other departments to assist with some of the work in our hospital?"