Check out a warning from Freud:
[Chu Sisi] who appears in the first chapter is not the so-called heroine, she is just a student. Please do not force her into her role.
This book is not a post-palace novel. It presents cases in the form of stories in the early stage, and is more professional in the middle stage, with a slow beginning.
It’s not necessarily the doctor who’s crazy, it could be the patient. Protagonist 1: Patient. Protagonist 2: Muchun.
(If not particularly emphasized, it refers to psychiatric patients without other clinical diseases.)
After Chapter 1 comes Chapter 4, after Chapter 4 comes Chapter 6... after Chapter 6 comes Chapter 8... This is not hypnosis!
The following is the text.
---------Don't stare into the abyss---------
The world is a glass forest
In a corner where the sun doesn't shine
Hidden dark light
cover human eyes
Devour every bright soul
——Article 171 of "Psychologist's Notes"
"How are you going to save me? If you want to save someone, go ahead and save them. Why are you holding me back? I just can't get on the operating table or hold a scalpel. I'm looked down upon by internal medicine, despised by surgery, the citizens don't know, and even the police can't do it. Qing’s psychopsychiatrist, nothing more.”
The person who said this was named Muchun. He was a young doctor in a white coat. It looked like he had just gotten off work or had just completed an operation. His clothes were casually messy.
The real situation is that he is relatively special among doctors...or rather, one of the few, a profession that few people know about.
A psychosomatic doctor, from a professional perspective, to put it in simpler terms, his main job is to treat physical and mental diseases.
Of course, doctors, no matter what kind of doctor they are, are very popular in society, at least in terms of income being used for expenses, the word "shortage" cannot be used.
It should have been like this, but now the situation has changed a little. He doesn't have a single patient.
This is not the point. The point is that under this situation, he inexplicably got an extra task, a task that popped out of his mind.
Save a billion people!
Saying it is salvation may have some mythical meaning, but treatment is real. From another perspective, treatment, isn't it not salvation?
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Mu Chun felt that the existence in his mind was a bit embarrassing. Let a doctor with no patients save a billion people? No matter from which angle you look at it, you are deliberately making things difficult for yourself.
"I am doing such a job and only have a few outpatient clinics a day. How can I get a billion patients to come to me?"
Muchun now felt like giving up the struggle and letting things develop.
Muchun also tried to refuse the task in his mind, but he seemed to hear his own voice shouting loudly and fearlessly, "Save one, save as many as you can!"
Lying down~! That's really stupid, okay!
It's a moment of fun to show off your skills and clear the crematorium.
A young psychosomatic doctor saves the world?
wake up!
Lying on the leather sofa chair indoors with half-asleep eyes open, Mu Chun felt a little lost.
All he owned was himself and the empty mind-body clinic on the fifth floor of Huayuanqiao Hospital.
A place where there is not even a patient.
So, how to save?
Thinking of this, Muchun used his sleepy mind to open a certain panel that appeared in his mind not long ago.
[Number of equipment: 0]
[Number of props: 0]
[Stamina value: 1]
[Intelligence value: 275]
[Talent: None]
[Mission: Save 1000000000 people]
[Task time limit: 3650 days]
[Task end method: rescue completed or failed. 】
Although he had seen it before, Muchun still had a certain mentality, trying to dig out special functions from it.
The result was once again disappointing.
The intelligence value of 275, Muchun guessed, should refer to IQ.
The mission of this system is to save people.
Who to save?
Of course the patient.
Can…
No matter how good the business of this hospital is, it is impossible for one doctor to save 100,000,000 people in his lifetime.
Looking at it again, I want to laugh even more.
lifetime?
nonexistent.
The mission time limit is 3650 days, which means it is only ten years. How can we save one billion people in ten years? Mu Chun guessed that this system might have just left the factory and was not experienced in the world, or it might just want to make himself happy, making him mistakenly think that he is gifted and blessed, and that he has to carry out the important tasks of heaven and earth, and that he should be an unparalleled genius. Do you want to do this just to give yourself a little vanity?
Thank you very much.
Muchun wanted to be grateful, but the reality hurt his balls. Vanity? Are you that kind of person? Is it enough if you give me an all-around healer system? All these bells and whistles, bad review!
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In the past few weeks, Chu Shenming felt dizzy every afternoon, especially around four o'clock, and she didn't know what was going on.
After checking Baidu, he found out that something was wrong with him. In the end, he had no choice but to close all the web pages and thought about going to the hospital for a checkup.
If you continue to sit at your desk, you are in danger of falling asleep at any time.
Of course, this risk is not life-threatening, but the risk of resignation is close.
Near four o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Shenming dragged his zombie-like body into this community hospital.
Originally, he wanted to go to a big hospital, but after thinking about it, it might not be a big problem, and going to a big hospital would be too expensive, so he really couldn't afford to get hurt, so he went around and came to this company not far away. The community hospital is a very small hospital, but there are still many people.
Chu Shenming peeked at the nurse at the pre-diagnosis desk. Compared with the overdressed women in the company, the nurse was really kind and sweet.
Chu Shenming thought that if she found a nurse to be her girlfriend, she would be happy for a while.
Thinking like this, Chu Shenming was a little timid in his actions. He walked to the pre-diagnosis table with a little nervousness. After talking to the nurses for a few words, one of the nurses began to ask about Chu Shenming's situation.
Chu Shenming took a look at her work badge and saw that her name was Liu Tiantian.
"Where does it hurt?".
"I'm dizzy, my throat is a little itchy, and my stomach is still bloated." Chu Shenming said, subconsciously covering his stomach with his hands.
The nurse raised her head and glanced at him lightly, tearing off a sheet without any explanation, "Go to the Psychosomatic Department to see Dr. Muchun. Go up the stairs to the fifth floor, to the innermost consulting room. Don't take the elevator. , the elevator can’t reach the fifth floor, only the fourth floor.”
Chu Shenming blankly took the order, nodded, and reluctantly stepped up the stairs as the nurse said. When he reached the third floor, he felt that his body was getting worse. He started to breathe heavily as he walked up the steps. It was difficult to walk. By the fifth floor, Chu Shenming looked like half an asthma patient.
Why are there so many steps on the last floor? If I had known, I would have taken the elevator to the fourth floor and then walked up.
I was sweating all over from all the hard work in the summer. As soon as I stepped into the corridor, I felt angry in my stomach, and I couldn't help but let out a p.
Fortunately, the place on the fifth floor is empty from front to back, which is incomparable with the floors below. The Chinese Medicine Department, Physiotherapy Department, Gynecology Department, and Internal Medicine Department downstairs are all very busy. Why is it so empty on the fifth floor?
Waves of eerie and terrifying feelings swept through my heart.
That nurse named Liu Tiantian...isn't she tricking me?
The hospital’s ominous bell... Isn’t this fifth floor a morgue? Will community hospitals also have morgues?
Chu Shenming's teeth were chattering as he thought wildly.
After struggling at the entrance of the stairs, Chu Shenming thought for a while. Since he was here, he should take a look. It was also worthy of his own health. Otherwise, it would not be possible to fall asleep in the afternoon.
I finally mustered up the courage to go to the mental and physical department that the nurse said. I was just about to find someone to ask where Dr. Muchun was, when a female doctor in a white coat walked towards me.
so beautiful!
Chu Shenming was really surprised in her heart, but she soon felt nervous. She walked forward with unsteady steps, trying to look gentle and steady, "Hello, where is Dr. Muchun?"
"Are you a patient of Dr. Muchun?" Chu Sisi asked hesitantly.
"Yes."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Uh... no." Facing such a beautiful female doctor, Chu Shenming, was a little embarrassed and nervous.
"May I have your name?"
"Chu Shenming."
"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll ask Dr. Muchun." Chu Sisi led Chu Shenming to stop at the door. When he nodded, he turned the door handle and walked in.
In the room, Muchun was still studying what was in his mind.
When Chu Sisi opened the door and came in, she asked without raising her head, "What's the matter?"
"There's a patient here, looking for you." Chu Sisi glared at Muchun, who was lying like a salted fish.
Chu Sisi graduated from Xiadong University with a major in law and is now in her second year as a graduate student. However, she is unwilling to continue studying in school and does not take the judicial examination. She has to squeeze in with Mu Chun in the outpatient clinic on the fifth floor. Psychosomatic doctor.
Her ability to change her career from a law major to an intern all depended on her father, Chu Xiaofeng.
This name that at first glance sounds like a martial arts novel is actually a well-known professor, doctor, and philanthropist in this world.
Mu Chun originally didn't want to know about these things, but when he came to work in the Department of Psychosomatics, Chu Sisi said that he was an intern in the Department of Psychosomatics.
Are you kidding me, switching from law to doctor? impossible!
Although Mu Chun is very clear about common sense, why would any law student want to be a doctor? Muchun was confused and couldn't figure it out, so he began to use his brain to recall what happened to him.
Muchun knew that he was a psychologist, but there seemed to be no such profession as a psychologist in this era.
He speculated that he might have multiple personalities, but he could not clearly understand what happened when different personalities occurred.
If it weren't for multiple personalities, I'm afraid it could only be explained by multiple universes. Muchun was helpless because he was a person who believed in science.
Physical and mental illnesses are still part of the hospital treatment system in this era. There are no classifications or definitions for mental illnesses, let alone a diagnosis and treatment system such as the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders.
The trouble Mu Chun faces every day is that Chu Sisi's mother repeatedly reminds her kindly not to let Chu Sisi go astray.
What is going astray?
Is it because I went astray when I majored in law and became a doctor? Or is working with Mu Chun in the Department of Psychosomatics too wrong?
In the first part, Mu Chun was not sure what Chu Sisi was thinking, but in the second part, Mu Chun thought that Ms. Zhang Mei's worries were unnecessary.
At best, Chu Sisi could only be regarded as his student, or an intern who appeared at Huayuanqiao Community Hospital for some reason.
Thinking of this, Muchun thought again, is it abnormal that he doesn't like such a beautiful girl...
No, Muchun understood very well that if Chu Sisi wanted to become a psychosomatic doctor, it would be a long and arduous journey for her from the legal profession to the psychosomatic department, and the best he could do was fulfill the responsibilities of a teacher.
As for whether he has anyone in this world that he really cares about?
Muchun vaguely felt that there was, but they would meet again in a certain way and on a destined occasion.
Chu Sisi's mother often said that Sisi was ignorant, Mu Chun should understand the truth, right? Do you make money as a lawyer or as a professor?
Muchun wanted to say that being a professor is actually quite profitable, and it is better than being a community doctor.
Ms. Zhang Mei who said these words is an excellent lawyer, and no one in the court can avoid her sharp edge. It is difficult for such a person to find an opponent in the court, and it is also difficult to find a spouse in life.
But she found it, and decisively took her daughter to remarry her current husband, the head of an internationally renowned law firm, Will Chen and Chen Weiwei.
After figuring out these things, Mu Chun just wanted to lie on the rest chair. The Department of Psychosomatics was already deserted, and there was an intern from a lawyer's family. This clearly made the task more and more difficult.
Unlike doctors in other departments who are busy from morning to night, Muchun, the director of the Department of Psychosomatics, thinks about how to find patients all day long.
Not to mention one billion, Mu Chun was happy to have one patient every day.
However, the situation is different now. One billion, this number puts Muchun directly into a salty state.
The human brain is like this. When encountering something particularly difficult and painful, it simply short-circuits, pretending it never happened, or refuses to believe it.
When encountering a critical situation, people will close their eyes. When watching horror movies, people will close their eyes and cover their ears. This is the self-short-circuit mechanism of the brain that refuses to change to a safe state and believes in the danger.
It can be said that this is the case for Muchun now.
Now that the mountain of [billion] is pressing in front of him, he simply feels that there is no way to take care of a single patient, unless...forget it, let's wait until everything is sorted out.
Muchun said helplessly to Chu Sisi: "Please ask the patient to come back tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." Chu Sisi sighed and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. After receiving Mu Chun's reply, she left with clicking footsteps.
Chu Shenming, who was waiting at the door to see a doctor, felt even worse. When the door finally opened again, all he could do was ask the female doctor standing opposite, "When can I see a doctor?"
When Chu Shenming asked this question, he suppressed the discomfort of wanting to go to the toilet and vomit. Dr. Chu Sisi couldn't help but become worried when she saw the sudden change in Chu Shenming's face.
This is the Department of Psychosomatics. Although it seems that the body and mind are equally divided, Dr. Muchun is probably a layman in both internal medicine and surgery. There are specialties in surgery. If he is proficient in both surgery and internal medicine, then God will be so kind to him.
Not only Chu Sisi thought so, but even Muchun himself thought so.
Apart from [Psychologist] and [Intelligence 275], he had nothing else. The most terrible thing was that the mission time was only 3650 days. Mu Chun almost made a decision to live a good life now.
Closer to home, if Chu Shenming fainted suddenly or had some emergency, he would have to be sent back to the internal medicine department, where he would have to make fun of him.
