Crazy Psychologist

"How on earth did Dr. Muchun do it?" Xia Xiaoying exclaimed.

Xia Xiaoying had seen Muchun's miraculous treatment method once before in the surgical ward affiliated with Zhinan.

At that time, the little boy didn't listen to anyone, and neither the doctors nor the nurses could do anything. Later, when Muchun came, no one had any hope for him.

Some people even doubt what a doctor from a community hospital can do.

In the end, Muchun cured the little boy, of course spiritually.

No one knows how he did it.

If we really want to use a metaphor, it is probably the spring breeze turning into rain. No one knows what the process of spring breeze turning into rain is.

"Doctor Mu naturally has a solution. We have seen this kind of situation too many times. You will know it after you have been in the hospital for a long time." Liu Tiantian pushed Chu Sisi and said, "Isn't that right, Dr. Chu?"

How did the teacher do it?

Chu Sisi was in a daze, and she came to her senses after being gently pushed by Liu Tiantian.

"What are you thinking about, Doctor Chu? Let's go help."

Chen Fulou's legs were originally inconvenient for walking. After kneeling on the cold tiles for a long time, he could not stand up at all.

It's really not uncomfortable for him to kneel like this, but now it's extremely difficult to stand up on his own.

Ding Lan first grabbed Mu Chun's arm, then supported Mu Chun's shoulders and stood up reluctantly.

Putting a soft towel on your face, I felt an indescribable feeling.

She had already exhausted her energy and her soul was almost empty.

Now Ding Lan is not only suffering from the pain of losing her son, but what she wants more is to hide at home, see no one, and lie quietly alone.

But she knew that Chen Fulou was unwilling to give in. As a mother, she couldn't hide just for herself and let people around her say that her son was an abuser of women.

What they said was so ugly.

To say that his son is not good is to say that Ding Lan cannot teach children.

She couldn't completely give up.

"Dad Chen Feng, let me help you up. Let's go to the office and take Chen Feng with us."

Chen Fulou took the towel given by Muchun and suddenly didn't know what to say.

I just felt that there was something wrong with crying suddenly at this time.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

Unable to stand up, Chen Fulou just looked around stupidly, his mind suddenly going blank.

At this moment, he saw Muchun helping Ding Lan walk towards the stairs, and he was frightened for a moment.

I don't want to be here alone!

Such thoughts broke into Chen Fulou's heart. He hurriedly held his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground again.

Jia Tian and Liu Tiantian just helped Chen Fulou up.

The elevator door opens, the elevator door closes.

The two patients in the hall finally remembered that they had not registered yet. They looked at the outpatient hall for a long time and did not understand what was going on.

The people at the registration office also suddenly discovered why the registration slip was still on the machine and had not been torn off and given to the patient.

So he shouted: "Liu Chuanhai, is Liu Chuanhai here?"

After arriving at the dean's office, Chen Fulou changed his crying behavior in the outpatient hall and his tone became very firm.

"Dean Jia, my son died unjustly, really unjustly."

"As far as we know, Chen Feng died due to gas poisoning after drinking. The police have also determined this matter."

After Jia Tian finished speaking, he sat on the chair and drank a lot of water.

Muchun frowned and said nothing.

After listening to Dean Jia's words, Chen Fulou suddenly let out a "giggle" sneer.

This laughter was as cold as coming from hell.

Liu Tiantian was so frightened that he took a step back and stepped on Muchun's foot.

"Doctor Mu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Liu Tiantian whispered hurriedly.

"Doctor, please don't lie to me. I don't read much, but I know how a person dies is not up to you, the doctor or the police. It's up to you how a person dies. How do we know?"

Jia Tian had seen unreasonable family members before, but this was the first time he heard Chen Fulou's weird logic.

This is not easy to handle. What is the purpose of this old couple coming to the hospital?

Jia Tian was still in a daze and didn't understand.

"Mr. Chen, this matter is stipulated by law. How could someone lie to you?"

"Law? It's not you people who have the final say. I can't figure out what lawyers, policemen, and judges are, but I know one thing. My son is not someone who beats his wife on purpose, and even if this kind of thing is a little small, Temper will not beat someone to death. Nowadays, everyone is talking about Chen Feng’s domestic violence. The first time I heard this word was more than 20 years ago. It was you who proved that my son was against his wife’s family. Bao, you are a doctor and whatever you say is what you say."

"There were indeed injuries on Geng Meng's body at that time. It has been so long since this happened."

"No, for us, no matter how long it has passed, it is just like what happened this morning. If your son dies, you will know that his appearance will always be clear in front of you. You can only see it when you are asleep. Will not see him, everything about him is what is happening this morning and will never pass."

Why does this person speak so viciously?

After hearing what Chen Fulou said, Liu Tiantian felt aggrieved for Jia Tian. How could his son be cursed inexplicably?

Dean Jia's face did turn red immediately.

"You can go to the police station for this kind of thing, why come to me?"

"Because you made a mistake twenty years ago. If you hadn't proved that my son Chen Feng punched, kicked and injured that bad woman Geng Meng, how could my son not get a penny? I lost my money and my house, just a certificate from a doctor like you. My son’s life has been ruined.

If we can't get along, just get divorced. Even a country person like me knows this truth. I still need to find a lawyer, a doctor's certificate, and it's published in the newspaper. My son can't even be a good man when he returns to his hometown. All of this has passed, and now he is dead. , people around him are still talking about his domestic violence, Geng Meng, aren’t these things all because you made a mistake twenty years ago? "

Twenty years ago, Zhang Mei approached Jia Tian and asked him to help make a medical certificate proving that several wounds on Geng Meng's body at that time were indeed wounds caused by man-made violence.

Jia Tian can still recall the memory of that time. In Jia Tian's memory, Geng Meng was a very introverted girl. When Zhang Mei accompanied her to the hospital, Geng Meng did not say a complete sentence the whole time.

Almost all of it was explained by Zhang Mei.

When Jia Tian asked if the bruise on your arm was caused by your husband holding on to your arm during an argument?

Geng Meng looked at Jia Tian hesitantly, and then at Zhang Mei. Finally, Zhang Mei explained Dean Jia's words again, and she nodded.

Jia Tian didn't think much about it. He just felt that this thin girl was really pitiful. She was probably frightened so she didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Mei brought Geng Meng to the hospital three times in total. When Geng Meng came to the hospital for the third time, Dean Jia saw Chen Feng who followed Geng Meng out.

The tall and tall Chen Feng begged Jia Tian: "Doctor, I really don't know. I probably drank some wine or maybe I was confused. I really didn't hit her. I really didn't do it on purpose. You can't With such a certificate, you can't claim that I did something I haven't done."

Jia Tian was very disgusted with Chen Feng's words at the time. As a man, he felt extremely ashamed of Chen Feng.

The injuries on Geng Meng's body were clearly visible. Why didn't he, a grown man, admit it?

Originally, because Geng Meng always kept quiet, Jia Tian was unable to communicate with the patient and could not accurately understand the wound situation. He hesitated a little, always thinking of objectively and clearly writing down the location of the wound and the cause of the wound on the certification materials. reason.

This kind of thing would have been very easy if Geng Meng had explained it clearly.

But Geng Meng is too introverted, and may be unwilling to mention it out of fear of memories.

Zhang Mei also said this to Jia Tian, ​​"Geng Meng doesn't want to recall the process of being hurt. This kind of thing is also very common. It's not easy for a woman to have the courage to say that she is experiencing domestic violence. Many women would rather endure this." Although Geng Meng is introverted, he is already very brave."

That day, after Chen Feng made such a fuss, Jia Tian's doubts disappeared instantly.

Such men will not even admit that they have done something wrong. If the law does not protect women's rights, there will be more such people who will hurt more women.

Absolutely no such thing is allowed to happen.

In this way, Jia Tian prepared all the certification materials and handed them to Zhang Mei on the same day.

With this certificate, Zhang Mei successfully won the divorce case and helped Geng Meng obtain the greatest benefits.

Jia Tianjiang told the two old people about the situation at that time. Ding Lan couldn't help but said: "He is just stupid, really stupid. My poor son is really stupid."

When Ding Lan cried, Chen Fulou became confused.

After arriving at the hospital, everything Chen Fulou said and did was what he thought about from Thursday afternoon to Friday morning.

For a whole twenty hours, he was thinking about what to say and what to do. He must let the doctor know that he was wrong at that time, and he must make this matter bigger and make Chen Feng innocent.

Jia Tian didn't know this at all. Until now, he thought that Chen Fulou came to the hospital to cause trouble because he was too sad.

"Don't cry. We know better than anyone what our son is like. If Dean Jia doesn't admit that he made a mistake back then, we will appeal."

"What are you appealing to? Who are you appealing to? Who are you going to sue?" Ding Lan couldn't cry anymore. She didn't expect Chen Fulou to say that everything would be fine. He had already thought about it all, which meant coming to the hospital to see Jia Tian.

"Sue Geng Meng, sue Dr. Jia, sue that lawyer back then!"

"What are you suing them for? I really don't want to live anymore."

Ding Lan rushed out of the dean's office crying, Liu Tiantian chased him out, and dean Jia shouted: "Doctor Muchun."

"I see."

Muchun turned around and followed him out, finally taking Ding Lan to the psychosomatic clinic on the fifth floor.

Due to the excitement and the sweltering heat of the raincoat, Ding Lan kept sweating and her complexion turned from red to white.

He also vomited up his breakfast after taking the bus. Soon after walking to the outpatient room, Ding Lan began to feel dizzy and couldn't see clearly.

She grabbed a towel and kept wiping the cold sweat on her forehead.

"Tiantian, I'm going to write a prescription for an infusion for the elderly. I need to bring up an infusion pole."

After saying that, Muchun quickly typed out the prescription on the computer. After the printer printed out the order, he stuffed it into Liu Tiantian's hand.

"Be quick."

Muchun warned.

After the infusion, Ding Lan regained consciousness twenty minutes later. When he woke up, he saw a portion of white porridge and a plate of meat floss in front of him.

"I" Ding Lan managed to utter a sound through her chapped lips.

"You take a rest. The old gentleman is still with the dean. If you feel any discomfort, please tell me."

"I don't. I just feel bad. Doctor, our Chen Feng is really not who everyone says. I am his mother. Do you know? I am so incompetent as a mother. I have been blaming myself these days. Was I too cruel to Geng Meng? Girls in the city are different from us. Should I have been nicer to her at that time, so she wouldn't have done this to my son."

"Grandma, what are you talking about? Chen Feng is obviously not good to Geng Meng."

Liu Tiantian said angrily.

"Grandma, please speak slowly." Muchun gently handed a glass of warm water to Ding Lan.

"No, I never dared to say it. I was always afraid that the old Chen family would think this was my fault and blame me for Chen Feng's beating. In fact, the Chen family all have this problem of beating people. They They are very irritable and have a bad temper, and they are all rough men in farming.

Fengfeng would hit people when he was young. This kind of thing is normal in our relatively backward place. There are also fights between children, but every time Fengfeng beats someone or fights with others, he will Tell me, 'Mum I didn't hit him, I don't remember I hit him, Mum I really don't remember why he and I were fighting'.

That year, he was in the third grade of elementary school. One day, I was called to school by the teacher and went from school to the county hospital. Fengfeng cried when he saw me. He was so scared that he stood in the corridor with his pants wet. That was He was so scared that he peed his pants.

When the teacher saw me coming, he scolded me severely and said that Chen Feng had smashed his classmate's head. At that time, the child fainted and there was blood all over the floor. The teacher thought that the child would not survive and sent him to the hospital. After arriving at the hospital, he said that luckily his brain was not injured, but the superficial injuries looked scary and he bled a lot.

I was so angry that I beat Chen Feng without saying a word, but Chen Feng refused to admit it and said that he did not hit his classmate on the head with a brick and that he did not remember that he had done such a thing.

But how could I not remember? I was obviously lying.

I asked him to look at his hands. There was still orange brick powder on them. I also asked him to look at his pants. The blue pants had turned purple and were full of blood. I didn’t even know that the child was bleeding at that time. How much blood was taken.

Later, the police came, and then the child's parents came too. The father pushed Chen Feng to the ground and said he was going to hit his head with a brick. I knelt on the ground and begged and cried, but Chen Feng still refused to admit it. , saying that he did not hit the man’s head. "