Crazy Psychologist

When the morning light shone slightly in the east, Muchun had already woken up. He touched his slightly dizzy head and saw that it was 5:45 in the morning.

Mu Xiao curled up on the sofa, still looking like a frail college student. Through the curtains, the sky is an egg white color that only appears in the morning. Mu Chun likes this color very much, and also likes this period of time every morning.

The early morning hours are lonely, clear and quiet.

He walked to the bathroom and closed the door tightly, fearing to disturb Mu Xiao who was still sleeping on the sofa.

As the hot water from the shower poured down on his body, Muchun felt that his energy had been completely restored.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he found that Mu Xiao was already awake.

Mu Chun, who was wiping his hair with a bath towel, sheepishly grabbed the sweater on the chair, put down the bath towel, and planned to put the sweater on himself first. At this moment, Fang Ming walked out of the room.

"What are you doing?" Fang Ming rubbed his forehead. It seemed that although he had sobered up from the wine, his IQ was not yet fully up.

Seeing Mu Chun's shirtless body and wet hair, and Mu Xiao half-lying on the sofa, Fang Ming felt a bit "undiagnosable" in this scene.

"Whose house am I at? Or the two of you?"

Fang Ming asked the same question as at night again. This time, Mu Chun explained to Fang Ming before Mu Xiao could say anything: "You were drunk after playing the game last night and I took you home. Don't get me wrong. , just because I don’t know where you live.”

Fang Ming's mind finally slowly emerged with what happened last night, the noisy video game store, the seawalk where he couldn't find the North Star, and what he seemed to have had a dream last night.

"I did dream last night that there were two psychopsychologists standing next to me. One was holding a syringe as thick as a white radish; the other was holding a diagnosis certificate in his hand, saying that I had some kind of mental illness. , need an injection.”

Mu Xiao couldn't help laughing after hearing Fang Ming's nonsense.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and you guys can talk slowly."

After saying that, Mu Xiao left the two of them in the living room and walked into the bathroom.

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"You have the ability, Mu Chun. This Dr. Mu Xiao is a psychosomatic doctor that Zhinan Affiliated has managed to recruit. I heard that she is a famous person."

Fang Ming said with a smile, while Muchun walked into the bedroom, opened the closet, and took out new shirts and sweaters.

"You can't really have a hidden marriage, right? My wife is a global charity ambassador. It's amazing."

Muchun got dressed, but Fang Ming was still chattering. Could it be that this guy turned into a chatterbox after recovering?

"Doctor Fang, do you usually get up so early?"

"If there is an operation early in the morning, I will arrive at the hospital one hour in advance and make some preparations. In this way, I can ensure that the entire body has gone through 'warm-up exercises' during the operation."

"Well, that's good. Surgeons work really hard."

"Compared to the physical and mental doctors, it is indeed harder. I am not saying that your job is not difficult. I am saying that the tolerance for errors in surgery is very, very low, so I have always asked myself not to make any mistakes."

"The nerves are very tense." Muchun said casually.

"That's not the case. I was very nervous during the internship, and I was also nervous in the first and second years. Later on, I couldn't say that I was nervous anymore, but I knew how to get into the best state. This kind of synchronization between the body and the brain Coordinated rhythm, in fact, if the operation goes smoothly, I will feel very..."

Fang Ming turned his head sideways, somewhat unsure of how to describe it.

Muchun said: "Satisfied."

"Probably so." Fang Ming replied with a smile, and then his attention returned to Mu Xiao, "So, is it really Mrs. Mu? Or are you brother and sister? I can't be mistaken. Alright."

At this point, Fang Ming himself felt that it was a bit too gossipy, so he looked at his watch, smelled the smell of alcohol on his clothes, and said to Mu Chun sheepishly: "I'm really sorry, thank you for last night. "

"Why are you thanking me? Give me back the game currency."

Mu Chun thought that two baskets of game coins cost 400 yuan, which should be considered AA.

"Game currency? Oh, okay, okay, I'll transfer it to you now." Fang Ming said while finding his phone from his pocket.

"The battery is out, otherwise I'll go home to take a shower and change clothes, and I'll return it to you when we get to the hospital."

"Okay then, go back quickly, go back quickly."

Mu Chun urged Fang Ming to the door. By the time Mu Xiao came out of the bathroom, he had already got into a taxi going home.

"Then I'll leave first." Mu Xiao, who had put on clean clothes, patted Mu Chun and said.

"I want to go out too."

"Don't you know how to write? You write something or read for a while every morning. It's still early." Mu Xiao looked at the time and it was only six fifteen.

"I have to rush to Toyokawa No. 1 Prison in the morning. Toyokawahara is quite far away. I want to go early and maybe meet the prison leaders. I'm afraid if the leaders don't agree with this matter, I won't be able to do anything about this case."

Mu Chun frowned slightly, and Mu Xiao said softly: "Mu Chun always said that he should move forward courageously based on his conscience, but now it seems that something has changed."

"Perhaps so. After all, I have never cooperated with the prison system. I have just learned many of the rules and put them into practice. But nothing happened. Both the leaders and the prison guards were very cooperative with my work, so I also I really want to do this well, which makes Xiaoxiao worried.”

Mu Chun smiled implicitly, while Mu Xiao shook his head, "Mu Chun has always been great. Even if it doesn't work, we will try to find a way. There will always be a way. The most important thing is to do it with conscience and love."

"Yes, Xiaoxiao is right, conscience and love, as well as knowledge and diligence."

Mu Chun stretched out his fist, and Mu Xiao did the same. Just like when they were studying, the two encouraged each other, and then left home together. Mu Xiao rushed to Zhinan Affiliated Hospital, while Mu Chun ran towards the subway station. .

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The morning subway has not yet ushered in the office workers that are as dense as bees. It is rare that every passenger has a seat. Mu Chun wanted to finish reading "The Healer's Miraculous Treatment", but after reading only a few pages, he was stopped beside him. The person interrupted.

"My girlfriend is also reading this book, and she said it is a Bible-level book." The passenger sitting next to Mu Chun leaned his head and said to Mu Chun.

Although he was wearing a mask, judging from his dress and temperament, Mu Chun judged that the passenger next to him was under 30 years old.

Before he could think of how to respond to this awkward sudden conversation, the man added, "Is this book useful? My girlfriend even bought a course. It's just like cultivating an immortal."

Cultivation?

Muchun was confused.

Speaking of which, Mu Chun also saw "The Healer's Miraculous Healing Method" when he passed by the bookstore and saw many girls buying this book. So out of curiosity about the title, Mu Chun walked to the bookshelf and took down a copy. After flipping through the pages, Mu Chun's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the cover. The author of this book was none other than Liu Shihua, a classmate who studied with Professor Chu at graduate school with Mu Chun.