MTL - Crazy Psychologist-v2 Chapter 800 Do physical and mental departments also need to work overtime?

In the evening, the weather was abnormal, and there were gusts of hot wind blowing in the corridor. The patients in the outpatient department sighed, "It's as hot as summer."

On a whim, Liu Tiantian took Chu Sisi to Mu Chun to study case analysis. From four o'clock to six o'clock, the two girls were starving, so they made an appointment to have dinner together, and Mu Chun was the only one left in the physical and mental department.

Mu Chun didn't feel hungry, so he just closed the door and buried himself in reading, and the night became late after reading.

Fang Ming, who also stayed in the hospital and did not get off work, was the surgeon. He raised his arms and turned his neck a few times. Sitting by the computer and analyzing his condition felt more tiring than standing on the operating table.

Not to mention the sore shoulders, the back also felt a little uncomfortable. Looking at the time, I had already sat at the desk for a long time.

Although Fang Ming didn't ask Fang Ming to answer the questions raised by the director during the day, Fang Ming himself wanted to know the answer, whether it was because he wanted to have a bigger challenge in surgery, or whether it was because of vanity.

Since graduation, Fang Ming has always been in high spirits. Some surgeons of the same age seem to be more difficult operations. In his opinion, the pulse is clear and there is no difficulty. If you say that you have some supernatural talents in surgeons, Fang Ming Ming felt that he was not exaggerating too much. Before he realized this, people around him had already given him various compliments, some from doctors, some from teachers, and more importantly, some from patients themselves and their families.

The last group of people is the most important to Fang Ming, not only a kind of recognition, but more importantly, the affirmation from the patients will make Fang Ming believe that the career he chooses to dedicate his life is worthwhile.

No matter who you are, when you encounter doubts, you will doubt the world, the people around you, and yourself.

Fang Ming stretched his muscles and bones again, then looked up and looked out the window. The Huayuanqiao Community Health Center was quiet at night, and had a different atmosphere from the big hospital affiliated to Zhinan. It will be lively again, the daily excitement is similar, and the daily patients are also similar. The community health center seems to be a community activity center for the surrounding residents. I always come here for a walk every now and then. Dispensing is the main role, chatting with the doctor It is also one of the daily activities of the patient, to talk about the situation at home recently, and even talk about the puppy at home who is in a bad mood recently.

Every floor is quiet on the willows of the moon, with the disinfection light of ultraviolet lamp faintly shining through. As the new building is about to be completed, the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center has recently suspended the night shift emergency department. At this time, I should be the only one left in the hospital people.

Just as Fang Ming was thinking this way, he suddenly saw the lights on the windows on the fifth floor flicker and then turn on again.

How is this going? Fang Ming thought, is there still anyone on the fifth floor at this hour?

Don't be kidding, was the light on that window just now dimmed or went from dark to suddenly brightened?

Fang Ming found that he couldn't remember anymore. Who would remember such insignificant things? The brain is very stingy, so it won't remember these insignificant things.

A few minutes later, Fang Ming heard footsteps in the corridor. Is it true that someone is not off work?

It's already half past nine, is there anyone in this small community hospital who works as hard as him?

Curious, Fang Ming closed the computer, picked up his bag and walked towards the corridor. After a few steps, he caught up with the person in front of him. The corridor was very dark, with his back facing the window to the north, and even light could not penetrate.

Then, with the brightness of the safe passage prompt, Fang Ming could clearly see the person in front, and this person turned out to be Mu Chun.

After thinking about it, I was right, no one would usually go to the place on the fifth floor, who else would there be except the doctors of the physical and mental department, and there were not even dedicated nurses there.

"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"

"Doctor Mu." Fang Ming called out in the darkness.

Mu Chun slowed down, and Fang Ming followed, "Why do you have to work overtime? The physical and mental department is so busy?"

"Sorting—" Mu Chun just wanted to say that he had read the book for a while and sorted out the cases for two hours, and he also wanted to write a teaching plan for the postgraduate course, but after thinking about it, it seemed inappropriate to say that he worked overtime and worked hard in front of the surgeon, so Stop talking halfway through.

"Isn't it about packing your luggage? I heard that the vice president is always targeting the Department of Psychology. Dr. Mu Chun, don't really want to leave. I still like to chat with you."

"Don't, you disappeared after chatting with me last time, I can't take the responsibility."

"Have you eaten yet? Let's eat something together."

Fang Ming took Mu Chun to the local restaurant where he had dinner with the professor. It was past dinner time, and there were not many people in the restaurant. The two chose a table near the door and sat down. The high temperature that started in the afternoon continued into the evening , this day can be regarded as seeing two or three seasons.

"Does Dr. Mu have any taboos?" Fang Ming read the menu, looking very familiar with this restaurant.

"I don't eat offal, don't eat very spicy ones, don't eat cats, don't eat dogs, everything else is fine, the best home-cooked food—"

Fang Ming was a little taken aback when he heard it. He was only asking politely, but Mu Chun told the truth, knowing everything.

Fang Ming ordered a few dishes at random, deliberately avoiding the few side dishes that he and the professor ordered when they came here, as if to forget that bad time.

"I find that every time I come back to this store, nothing good happens. Does this count as a psychological effect?" Fang Ming ordered a small bottle of rice wine brewed by the store itself, and poured a small sip into the cup. He is a person who drinks a lot, and I am afraid that he has something unhappy in his heart.

"It counts a little bit, after all, you are asking a question like a physical and mental doctor."

Fang Ming thinks it's funny~www.novelbuddy.com~ I don't know if it's Mu Chun who is funny or himself. He raises the bottle and wants to pour some wine for Mu Chun, but Mu Chun shakes his hands and refuses, "I don't drink, Doctor Fang I don’t usually drink alcohol.”

"Yes, there are operations almost every day. I like to maintain a stable state, that kind of—" Fang Ming said that when he spread his palms, looked at his palms intently, and then confirmed that Mu Chun's gaze followed his own on the palms of his palms. , he slowly closed his palms, "I need that kind of controllable and stable feeling."

"The surgeon is really amazing." Mu Chun sincerely praised.

Fang Ming nodded, "Yes, being a surgeon is not easy, and sometimes it is really great, but you know? This is a process of tempering, a process that does not allow you to say 'I can't do it', but even so, We will still be abandoned inexplicably."

"Throw away? Abandon?" Mu Chun looked at Fang Ming in surprise, "That's a bit interesting."

"What's the matter? Dr. Mu finally feels interesting?" Fang Ming sneered, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

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