"For example, if there is anything to force them to do."
"Forcing them? My diet is quite regular and my food is light."
"Is there anything they don't want to do that they have to do, but they go on strike?"
"strike?"
"Yes, it's just a strike. If you don't do digestion work, you will feel bloated."
If they stop going to the company every day, then the company's business will stop. This is what a strike means.
Everyone performs their duties and does their job well so that the entire company can operate normally. If a few people suddenly stop coming, then the running machine will have problems or even stop working.
"It's like the circuit problem in junior high school physics, open circuit or short circuit."
Muchun scribbled on a piece of printing paper with a pen, and then pushed it in front of Chu Shenming.
"Let's imagine."
"What?"
"Your intestines."
Chu Shenming seemed to understand somewhat. He realized that he hadn't put on his shirt yet and was sitting shirtless under the air conditioner.
I had been sweating a lot just now, but when the air conditioner blew on me, I might have diarrhea again.
Thinking of this, my stomach immediately hurt.
Oops, I'm sweating a little.
Chu Sisi gently put a thin blanket on him. The blanket didn't look like a hospital blanket, but a Givenchy shawl with a silver-gray logo.
OMG, did Chu Sisi give him her own shawl?
A burst of pride arose spontaneously, and Chu Shenming looked at Mu Chun proudly. As expected, Mu Chun's ordinary face showed ordinary envy.
Chu Shenming sat up a little straighter, and his abdomen became lighter.
"Then run more and don't let your intestines and stomach shut down, and the current problem will be solved."
Chu Shenming nodded.
"But it's not right, doctor. I still can't sleep well, and I'm still dizzy in the afternoon."
"Didn't I give you sleeping pills? Are there any other problems?"
Muchun's voice was a little harsh.
That's just the way it is with public hospitals. You can't have too high expectations for doctors' attitudes.
Is it really about the strike? The director has already said that it is just a strike and nothing will happen.
"Come back tomorrow."
"What?"
Chu Shenming heard correctly, Muchun asked him to come again tomorrow.
"Doctor, I have to work."
"Oh, what's more important, work or health."
Of course the body is important.
But not everyone really understands this. Work is of course important. If you lose your job, your life will fall into complete chaos. Life is chaotic... unimaginable.
"Come as far as you can. If you can't come every day, you can come on Friday, but you must take sleeping pills. I'm supposed to do post-run abdominal palpation on you tomorrow."
Abdomen, palpation?
Just touch your belly?
Chu Shenming's pupils were a little bit unnoticeable.
OMG.
"The next patient has arrived."
Muchun said this to Chu Sisi.
Chu Shenming took off the blanket with understanding and put on his coat.
"Didn't you register when you came up?" Muchun complained about the computer.
Chu Shenming is very familiar with this tone. With many years of practical experience in dealing with customers, Chu Shenming is very good at observing other people's emotions, sometimes even to the point of predictability.
"The pre-diagnosis desk said that if you make an appointment with a doctor for a follow-up consultation, you don't need to tell them. You can just go to the doctor directly."
"Which person at the pre-diagnosis desk said that?"
Chu Shenming was about to say something to Liu Tiantian, but the thought of being a hero and protecting the beauty suppressed the words that came to his lips.
It's so uncomfortable, I just have to say whatever I need to say.
"Nurse? Thank you, blanket."
Forget it, after all, Nurse Chu's pink outfit and red high heels today are worth the trip, and her personal shawl is totally worth the price of admission.
As for whether you will come tomorrow or not, just agree to it first. It seems troublesome to refuse others. If you really don’t want to come, just don’t come.
Anyway, it sounds like I'm not sick.
It's been almost an hour, and not only do I not feel dizzy, I feel much better now and my stomach doesn't feel uncomfortable.
It's probably not a serious illness, it's just that I'm scaring myself.
…
Chu Sisi changed out of her nurse uniform, picked up her white coat and put it on, frowning and walked to Muchun.
"Why do I dress like this? I'm a doctor, not a nurse."
"The condition requires it."
"You didn't even ask him what symptoms he had. Shouldn't we actively listen to the patient and understand the symptoms as much as possible?"
“Active listening?”
Muchun was not impatient, but his attitude was not kind either.
"your book……"
Chu Sisi shook her head and decided not to say anything. Mu Chun had changed. Maybe it was temporary, maybe he was trying new treatment methods. He always tried tirelessly and continued to explore, instead of sticking to the existing treatment methods that were unchanged. .
This is his charming place.
Now, it's not very kind to be criticized for his merits.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
“There are no easy questions, and they’re not as complicated as you think.”
"But there must be a disease."
Chu Sisi was a little anxious.
"For something clear, you should go back to your father and mother. Everything in the code is clear."
"Don't try to drive me back. I won't go back to be a lawyer. I've made up my mind and I won't change it."
"Then you can go back to your biological father. He is an authority in the Department of Psychosomatics. I am just the most ordinary one among his many students."
"You are not ordinary, you are the best."
Muchun didn't know what Chu Sisi meant by excellence. It would be easier for one person to cope with the work of the Psychosomatic Department, but Chu Sisi insists on working here and never takes a break from Monday to Saturday morning. Although she is occasionally late, it can be evaluated from the perspective of attentiveness and seriousness. He is indeed a diligent and studious young doctor.
But there was nothing he could teach her. Besides, Muchun also felt that if he studied law, he should go back to work as a lawyer or a judge. Why come here to be a doctor and waste years of study.
"Teacher, please tell me why you are being treated like this today. Why don't you ask about the symptoms in detail?"
"Sickness can't just be found by asking."
"what is that?"
Mu Chun originally wanted to use some ambiguous words to explain away Chu Sisi. Generally, smart students will try to understand the teacher's words, because although it is a good thing to ask without shame, it is also a shameful thing. If his question is superficial, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? Therefore, most people will pretend to understand and will not get to the bottom of things.
Chu Sisi was stubborn, as if she had to learn everything.
Can we still work together like this? It seems that the memory has not been fully recovered, but he has to teach a student.
Muchun could only do his best.
"Look with your heart and your eyes. When asking about a patient's condition, you should not only look at what the patient says, but pay attention to many aspects of the patient. This is the essence of active listening."
Chu Sisi seemed to understand something. The two blushes on her cheeks were very touching - the beauty of seeking knowledge.
Muchun took off his white coat, put on his sneakers, and stepped on the treadmill.
