Chapter 452 If that person is really not angry

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Before suicide became the focus of everyone's attention, when everyone was still relatively unfamiliar with suicide, everyone was also unfamiliar with the suicide intervention line. Few people cared about it, and few people knew about it. But now suicide is taking a certain cultural form on the Internet. With the rapid development of society and society, this trend is probably unavoidable, not only around the sea. According to statistics and predictions from the United Nations Health Organization, suicide is a period of high incidence now and for many years to come.

Precisely because suicide is well known to everyone, the suicide line can be publicized and widely understood. Sometimes I really wonder if we also publicize suicide when we popularize suicide prevention. I would never have thought of it. People learn to commit suicide because they learn to prevent suicide. "

Mu knew that such troubles did not make much sense, because there are such contradictions in any culture. For example, while preventing crimes, some people will also think of committing crimes.

"But if you don't do it, you just sit there and wait for death, because the number of suicides caused by suicide prevention is far less than the number of suicides caused by other reasons, such as high incidence of depression, poor interpersonal relationships, lovelorn, unemployment, simply feeling huge pressure, and suicides caused by mental illness. Behavior, etc., are all factors that cause suicide, and we have no excuse for not doing anything." Chu Xiaofeng said seriously.

"Yes, I understand." Mu said.

It was already 8:30 in the evening when I left Chu Xiaofeng’s house. There were only a few people on the road, and no one wanted to hang out outside because it was too cold.) However, the night was extremely clear that day, and it was hard to see that the recent wind around the sea was still there. It’s a smoggy season.

Mu crossed the road and walked into a shopping mall.

A blast of warmth hits you, mixed with the scents of a variety of natural and non-natural materials.

The shopping mall downstairs of Professor Chu's house has been open for five or six years. It was transformed from an old shopping mall, which is commonly known as reopening.

There are many times more people in the mall than on the road. There is a shop selling essential oils right when you enter. Essential oil soaps, essential oil fragrances, and various products are arranged in an orderly manner, which looks very high-end.

Mu stayed at the door for a while, and a girl wearing an avocado-colored dress with skin as white as a hard-boiled egg walked towards Mu.

"Hello, let me introduce our products to you. We are a perfume shop that provides homemade spices. There are only two in Asia. One is in Kuala Lumpur and the other is in Panhai."

The girl said, raising her hand, and at some point, a silver box appeared in her hand. The box was very delicate and revealed a medieval retro atmosphere.

Before Mu could speak, the girl opened the box and took out a very thin glass tube.

Mu visually determined that the diameter of this tube was less than three millimeters and its height was about four centimeters. There was a small log plug at the top.

"This is it?" Mu asked.

"It's perfume. You can smell it and see if you like it. I guess you'll like this smell better." The girl smiled brightly and looked at Mu expectantly.

"Also, let me smell it."

Mu took the perfume, opened the cork, and took a whiff.

Then, Mu's heart skipped a beat. Although the taste was not exactly the same as Xu Danshang's, the two might contain a common ingredient.

"Isn't it very comfortable? This perfume has a calming effect. Many therapists recommend our perfume, which is very helpful in healing the soul." The girl continued to say gently.

Healer? It seems that this word has become popular recently. I don’t know where I heard it.

Mu made a mental note and walked towards the store with the perfume.

The girl didn't speak, but followed Mu keeping a few steps away.

After Mu casually looked at a few bottles of finished perfume, his eyes were attracted by a laboratory-like workbench.

"What is this?" Mu Zhuan asked.

"Ha, this is perfume making equipment. We will teach customers how to make the perfume they want, and our equipment can help customers accurately control the proportion of top, middle and back notes to ensure the stability of the fragrance." The girl said Very professional and his voice is as sweet as a rose.

Mu spent half an hour watching the girl teach how to make her own perfume, especially the part about making her own carrier oil. Mu paid special attention to the part. The girl said that she knew a very popular healer who would put rose petals into the Press the olive oil, cook it slowly over a warm fire, and then mix in vitamin E oil to stabilize the oil. Of course, she doesn’t like the fragrance of olive oil, and many customers may not like the taste of olive oil, so she generally recommends it. Guests choose almond oil and grapeseed oil as carrier oils.

This process seems a bit cumbersome, involving many steps and 1-2 weeks of refrigeration. After refrigeration, the petals, herbs and leaves must be filtered.

But the perfume she made was indeed quite special, and Mu guessed that many girls would like it.

"Excuse me, how can you tell whether a perfume is homemade or purchased?" Mu asked.

The girl shook her head and looked a little embarrassed, "This question is hard to answer. Generally speaking, most people use finished perfumes, which are prepared according to a fixed proportion of top, middle and bottom notes, and then add preservatives to stabilize and maintain the perfume. Service life. If you want to distinguish, you can probably consider the shelf life of the perfume. Some people don’t need perfume to be stored for a long time, and will add a small amount or even no preservative products.”

The girl tried her best to answer Mu's questions. After answering, she took a small round jar and put it in front of Mu, "There is also this kind of thing. Some people don't like liquid perfume. We also provide solid perfume production here, using melted beeswax instead." water, add melted beeswax to the perfume, then pour the warm mixture into the container, let it solidify, and lo and behold, the finished product looks like lip balm.”

"Excuse me, is there a way to identify the ingredients of a perfume, or how reliable is it to infer the ingredients from the scent?" Mu asked.

"It depends. Internationally renowned perfumers may soon be able to accurately identify the ingredients of perfume, because generally speaking, it is recommended to use three to four main fragrance notes to make a perfume. The steps for blending perfume are generally first Add the base note, then the middle note, and finally the top note. The ideal ratio is 30% top note, 50% mid note, and 20% base note.

A perfumer who is very familiar with fragrance notes will naturally be able to identify the ingredients of perfume.

In addition, there is also the factor of time. "

"Time?" Mu asked.

"Well, time. Perfume is a mixture of different fragrance notes. When you spray it on the skin, the fragrance will emit fragrance in a certain order.

The first thing people smell is the top note, which is also the easiest part of the perfume to disappear. It usually disappears within 10 to 15 minutes.

Next is the middle note, which comes out after the top note disappears. They are the main components of the perfume and determine the category of the perfume, such as oriental, woody, fresh or floral.

Finally, there is the base note, which highlights and integrates the middle note, which is the theme scent of the perfume. It is the base scent of perfume and can last up to 4 to 5 hours on the skin. "

4-5 hours?

No, the smell on Xu Dan disappeared very quickly. I don’t know when she used it. If she used it before coming to the cardiology department, then her perfume disappeared very quickly.

"Sir, is there anything else you need me to introduce to you?"

The girl blinked and looked at Mu.

Mu shook his head in embarrassment, walked to the finished perfume counter, and chose a perfume named [Plum and Dusk Snow], which was homophonic, and Mu thought of Mu Xiao.

The perfume is packaged in a rectangular glass bottle with a long pink color.

The clerk said that this perfume is very suitable for independent women. Mu wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Finally, she paid 180 yuan and got into the subway with the perfume in hand.

I got home and took a shower. It was already 9:30 in the evening. It was still at night. Mu poured a glass of water, put the perfume on the desk, opened his notes and started writing today's chapter.

The first book he wants to complete is tentatively titled: "What Cardiologists Know."

This book uses easy-to-understand language to introduce to people aged 10 to 100 what a cardiologist is, why there is such a doctor, what his daily work includes, and what kind of people can go to a cardiologist. Where to find a cardiologist.

This book will not be too long, and looks more like a simple popular science manual. Mu hopes to complete this small book of about 200 pages in two to three months, so that more people can learn about their hearts. Ke has a basic understanding.

Mu has always been accustomed to writing with a pen and then inputting it into the computer. The advantage of this is that firstly, there is no risk of completely losing the manuscript. Secondly, the brain will think slightly differently between handwriting input and keyboard input. Mu I hope I can finish writing in two different ways, so that I can better avoid omissions and errors.

When he reached about the third page of writing, Mu's pink children's cell phone rang.

Only Ding Jiajun should know this mobile phone number. Unexpectedly, after leaving it untouched in a drawer for two weeks, this mobile phone still had 80% power.

There is really no one with long standby time.

Mu was a little nervous and looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock. At this time, Ding Jiajun suddenly called. Mu began to worry that Ding Jiajun had encountered some problems again.

For example, have you suddenly missed your girlfriend and fallen into depression, or have you suddenly lost your mind and prepared to commit suicide?

Mu pressed the answer button and said first: "Ajun, I'm here."

"I wish you were here. I'm sorry to bother you so late." Ding Jiajun's voice was dry.

Mu stood up and walked a few steps beside the desk, trying to stay calm as much as possible.

"I'm writing something. Is there anything going on with Gong Hai?" Mu asked.

Ding Jiajun told Mu that it was not Gong Hai who had something wrong, but something strange happened to him. At first, he just thought it was a customer who came here because of his reputation, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, so he called Mu.

The reason why he used the pink mobile phone number was probably because he was affected by a hazy mood. Of course, this was Mu's guess after hearing what Ding Jiajun said.

Ding Jiajun talked on the other end of the phone for a full ten minutes, saying that a man was suddenly waiting for him at the door of the incineration room. The man had a pale and thin face, and was wearing black. He looked like a deceased relative or best friend. .

According to Ding Jiajun, this man didn't look like a human being. He seemed to have lost what a human being should look like.

The black top, black pants, sweater and shirt are all black from the outside to the inside. He also wears a black top hat that is not appropriate for the time. The hat is very high and is not at all popular now.

It seemed that he knew that Ding Jiajun would appear at the door of the incineration room at that time, and also knew which of the people behind the incineration room was Ding Jiajun.

The painter added that he was not a so-called fan. Before meeting, he had only heard that a makeup artist who would hand-paint portraits would wait at the door of the incineration room if he had time.

As for what he was waiting for, Mu didn't ask, and Ding Jiajun didn't explain.

Mu asked Ding Jiajun what the man was looking for. Is he painting a portrait? Ding Jiajun said yes, painting his own portrait.

"He was convinced that he was dead." Ding Jiajun said tremblingly.

Mu thought that Ding Jiajun himself had said similar words a few months ago, and at that time he also believed that he was dead.

It's just that when Ding Jiajun died, he was filled with painful sadness, and that sadness actually increased his aura as a person.

But according to Ding Jiajun, this man's upper body was really cold, and his eyes were like two black holes. Even Ding Jiajun felt scared when he saw it.

“Many colors I see are brighter than normal people see. I have long accepted this, and I feel that it has brought me more life experience, and it also allows me to feel artistically that I could not before. What I feel, I don't care if I am a little bit different from ordinary people. Of course, I can live such a quiet life now because of Dr. Mu's help." Ding Jiajun said and thought of himself again.

Then he told Mu that this man was different. The man Ding Jiajun saw was grayer and less saturated than normal. He looked like a black and white photo of standing and walking.

Ding Jiajun’s original words were, “If he hadn’t walked alternately on two legs, I would have believed those stories about seeing black shadows and white shadows floating in the distance after death), they It is here to pace the deceased.

Many people have reported seeing similar images in literature and believe that what they saw was not an illusion caused by the shadow of a human being, because humans do not float and walk. "

Mu asked Ding Jiajun what else the man said. Ding Jiajun said that it didn't matter how much money he spent, please help me draw a portrait.

"That's right." Mu said while holding the phone.

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