It seems that after coming here that day, Li Mu probably went home and opened the ceiling, and then he may have discovered the body of the cat that died tragically on the ceiling.
Then he may have studied the cause of the cat's death, and finally found that the cat died tragically in the ventilation system because it had no way to escape after entering through the ventilation entrance.
If this is really the case, then Li Mu's worries should be relieved.
His self-blame and anxiety should also be relieved.
The corners of Muchun's mouth were soft, and she jumped up happily, stepping on the floor and spinning around.
Those midnight cat shadows that look like something out of a horror movie, and those meowing cats that keep people awake, turn out to be just because of a vent with a design defect. The reality is really unpredictable.
Yesterday there were all sorts of mental disorders that needed differential diagnosis, and suddenly it was all just a flaw in the construction design.
The residents in the house had been uneasy and fearful for so long, and finally felt completely relaxed after knowing the answer. They could even scold the property management for their negligence. Grandma Hao no longer had to worry about staying up all night, and Li Mu no longer had to be suspicious of his violent tendencies.
The psychosomatic department suddenly became meaningless. The so-called patients and psychosomatic diseases were just because they were in an environment that had become wrong. When the environment was repaired, these patients would no longer be patients and no longer needed Muchun's help. .
This————————is so good!
I really hope all the troubles have external factors.
Muchun happily turned on the treadmill and started running quickly.
At this time, Muchun's phone rang.
Muchun had no choice but to pause the treadmill, return to the table, take out his cell phone from the drawer and take a look.
The call was from Zhang Hai.
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After what happened to Bai Lu on Saturday night, Muchun had roughly guessed that Zhang Hai's call was probably related to He Ping. Sure enough, Zhang Hai's mood on the other end of the phone sounded a little sad. Zhang Hai told Muchun that He Ping was ill and the doctor's test results were not satisfactory. He had lung cancer and it was already in the middle and late stages and needed to be hospitalized immediately.
Muchun remembered that when He Ping was at Zhinan Affiliated Hospital, something looked wrong on his face. He was coughing painfully. He was indeed ill.
Since you are sick, why not treat it?
"The family members need to ask a lawyer to handle some procedures on their behalf. He Ping needs treatment. We contacted his wife Bai Lu this morning, but no one answered the phone. There is news from the hospital that He Ping hopes to see you."
"See me?" Muchun was a little surprised.
Zhang Hai continued: "Yes, he wants to see you. As for the reason, I think you know it very well. He is affiliated with Zhinan, so you should be familiar with it!"
"Yes, then can I go to see him? Are there any procedures or procedures required?" Muchun asked.
"Teacher Muchun is a doctor. You can apply for consultation here. The Thoracic Surgery Department in Zhinan will apply to invite you to come for consultation. As long as you agree, it's OK. How can I put it this way? We actually don't need to do this. The police station was closed, but after all, I participated in this matter. I also rescued Xu Dan that day, and later collected some clues. Currently, the identification department also has results. Think of the liquor bottle filled with boiled water, plus The audio of the food delivery and He Ping's performance work time during this period... By the way, Teacher Muchun doesn't know yet, my colleague went to take samples, and some of the medicine was a kind of sour candy, not real medicine. , once I mentioned that you had thought of this speculation earlier.”
Mu Chun understood what Zhang Hai meant. As an old policeman, he probably didn't want to wrongly accuse a good person, nor did he want to see someone treating ambulances, police officers, doctors, and other public resources as child's play, and doing so blatantly. Do this kind of suicide live broadcast on the Internet that poisons others.
At the end of the phone call, Zhang Hai mentioned to Muchun that his daughter was in her early 20s this year, about the same age as Xu Dan. He didn’t want young girls to think about suicide all the time, and he didn’t want young girls to be immersed in suicide all day long. In boring things like watching live broadcasts.
It can be heard that this is a father's concern for his young daughter, and it also includes concerns about the impact of the overall culture on the minds of young people.
Muchun promised Zhang Hai to follow the arrangements of the police and the hospital.
After hanging up the phone, Muchun recalled the whole incident and then called Bai Lu.
Half an hour later, Bai Lu's call came back, "Dr. Mu, I'm sorry, I looked at the communication records. Did I look for you on Saturday?"
"Yes, you were drunk at the time. Are you sober now?" Muchun asked.
"Sorry, I still have a headache. What's wrong?" Bai Lu's voice sounded very tired on the other end of the phone.
Mu Chun tentatively asked Bai Lu if he had visited He Ping. Bai Lu resisted and said, "I don't want to mention this person. He doesn't want me or this family. I don't want to think about him anymore. If it's Regarding He Ping’s matter, I’ll hang up first.”
From Bai Lu's reaction, Muchun could conclude that Bai Lu had no idea about He Ping's illness.
Considering that He Ping seemed to be deliberately hiding his wife, Mu Chun did not tell Bai Lu everything Zhang Hai said on the phone, but just asked her to take a rest and never touch alcohol again.
"There's no wine at home. I'm already well, but it really bothers the doctor." Bai Lu answered weakly but as politely as possible.
"Okay, let's talk about your alcohol dependence when we have time." Muchun said sternly.
"Isn't it bad to rely on alcohol? It's better than relying on men, hehe, hehe, hehe..."
Waves of bitter laughter stung Mu Chun's heart. Mu Chun warned her to take a rest, and hung up the phone after remembering to come for a follow-up visit on Wednesday.
He was not sure whether Bai Lu would come. Mu Chun shook his head, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
Talking about the system in my brain, are you a mobile phone model for display in a mobile phone store? Why can’t those seemingly awesome [talents] be activated in the way I want?
If [Crisis Intervention] is a passive talent that is only triggered when a patient encounters a suicide or death threat, Mu Chun also agrees.
But [Memory Gaze] is an active talent no matter how you look at it. Shouldn't it be activated or summoned when needed?
What's the use if that's not the case? Is it because my intelligence value cannot enable [Memory Gaze]?
Mu Chun opened the drawer. After opening the squeaky drawer, Mu Chun took out his mobile phone and browsed a bunch of Internet.
Speaking of systems, don’t they all have [talents] or [skills] upgraded? Why haven't I upgraded this?
So, my so-called system cannot really be what I came up with in my mind after that inexplicable illness.
Thinking of this, Muchun scratched his head.
Then let’s take a look at the third [Talent]. The third [Talent] is [Power of Authority]. Well, this one can at least be actively used. So was I enough [Authority] just now? ? Under this [authority], will Bai Lu come for a follow-up visit on Wednesday?
As the New Year is approaching, although He Ping's case has pleaded guilty, the trial will not start before the year.
Bai Lu had obviously given up her trust in He Ping, but her determination to return to a normal life was dampened by alcohol.
How did all this develop into this chaotic situation today.
Mu Chun stood up, made a cup of coffee, put seven ice cubes in it, called Zhang Wenwen and inquired about the situation of thoracic surgery.
As a comrade, Zhang Wenwen was extremely reliable and quickly informed Muchun of He Ping's current situation.
"In short, it's not optimistic. It still depends on whether there are indications for surgery. When will you come for consultation?" Zhang Wenwen asked.
"It should be soon, maybe this afternoon or early tomorrow morning." Muchun guessed.
"I'm here, and I just want to tell you about the patient last time. Senior Sister Xiao has got results." Zhang Wenwen's voice was a little nervous.
"Okay, let's talk when I get there. I hope there will be some good things before the year comes." Muchun said with emotion.
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Sure enough, after lunch, Zhang Hai called Muchun again and said that the hospital had made arrangements. If Dr. Mu Chun had time, he would come to the hospital in the afternoon.
Mu Chun checked the itinerary and saw that there were no patients with appointments in the afternoon, so he promised Zhang Hai to come to Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center at 1:30. Zhang Hai said that he would also go there, so the two made an appointment to meet downstairs in the surgical ward.
Muchun stood outside Chu Sisi's clinic and knocked on the door.
"Teacher, what's the matter?" Chu Sisi stood up and asked.
Seeing the books and notes on Chu Sisi's desk, Muchun felt really happy for Chu Sisi's hard work and diligence.
"I'm going to the Zhinan Affiliated Hospital after lunch. If any patients come to see me, I'll trouble Dr. Chu. Also, if any old patients from the past come for follow-up consultations, remember to check up when necessary and prescribe medicine when necessary."
Muchun especially raised his voice for the last sentence, fearing that Chu Sisi could not hear clearly.
Eh? Short of money again?
Chu Sisi secretly thought, yes, maybe Senior Sister Xiao is back and Teacher Muchun has a girlfriend, so the expenses will probably be higher.
"I understand, teacher." Chu Sisi nodded seriously after saying this.
"And..." Muchun hesitated.
"Is there Liu Dandan? Tiantian and I both @ him in the group this morning, but he didn't reply to us. Tiantian said that he didn't see him working in internal medicine, so..." Chu Sisi told Muchun what she knew.
After hearing this, Muchun pursed his lips, and an ordinary brow furrowed on his ordinary face. After standing there and thinking for a moment, Muchun seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.
Chu Sisi guessed that it was all about Liu Dandan. Liu Tiantian actually didn't find out the details of this matter. Maybe Dean Jia didn't really take it too seriously.
Speaking of which, Dean Jia is just a little old-fashioned and serious at work, and he is not a bad person. The teacher is a little too worried.
Normally I don’t see the teacher being so concerned about anything...
Thinking of this, Chu Sisi sent another message to Liu Dandan. Ten minutes later, Liu Dandan still didn't reply...
Chu Sisi asked Liu Tiantian again if she knew how Liu Dandan was doing. Liu Tiantian said that she had made a voice call and answered the phone. However, someone seemed to be arguing on the other end of the phone and could not hear clearly. However, Liu Tiantian did not say that he answered. Went to school, probably at home.
Speaking of which, I heard that Liu Dandan's family was in good condition before, but recently Liu Dandan has learned to be as picky and frugal as Muchun. I don't know why the two are so similar.
Anyway, he couldn't figure it out and couldn't contact Liu Dandan, so Chu Sisi had no choice but to continue studying.
The teacher said that it is best to finish studying all the textbooks written by my father within half a year. Speaking of which, my father has written 6 textbooks and imported and translated 5 books by foreign professors. To finish these, there are already 11 books. .
Thinking of this, Chu Sisi had no choice but to continue worrying about Liu Dandan. She could only wait for him to tell everyone what happened.
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After arriving at Zhinan Affiliated, Mu Chun did not have time to see Zhang Wenwen or go to Mu Xiao's clinic. Instead, he went directly to the surgical inpatient building.
This building was built more than ten years ago. Although the medical technology level of Zhinan Affiliated has been improving over the years, Zhinan Affiliated is also one of the top large hospitals in Raohai City. Every working day The number of outpatient clinics is also amazing.
If you go to the door of the internal medicine or surgical clinic, you will know how many people spend most of the day or the whole day queuing for medical treatment in the hospital.
Of course, Zhang Wenwen is definitely a special case. He always seems to have a lot of time, and he can actually travel for more than a month without working in the hospital, which is definitely strange.
But what they heard from Fang Ming and the surgical inpatient nurse was another saying. It was said that Director Zhang of the Neurosurgery Department was always energetic and extremely efficient, so although he did not lead the neurosurgery department of the hospital after coming to Zhinan, There were no particularly good results, but several surgeries were added that could not be performed by the neurosurgery affiliated to Zhinan before. From this point of view, Zhang Wenwen can be regarded as having a skill that is popular all over the world.
In addition, Zhang Wenwen is also highly regarded by the dean in terms of external academic exchanges. With his outstanding appearance and easy-going attitude towards others, his popularity is natural. Young nurses have quietly chosen Zhang Wenwen as the mascot of Zhinan Affiliated.
Compared with Zhang Wenwen, the director of thoracic surgery Zheng Ran is a very serious and unsmiling doctor. Zhang Hai brought Mu Chun to Zheng Ran's office first, and saw Director Zheng working. The food next to him was already cold and he hadn't had time to eat it. over.
"Officer Zhang is here." Seeing Zhang Hai and Muchun walking in, Zheng Ran stood up and said hello.
"Well, this is Dr. Muchun, who I mentioned to you, from Huayuanqiao Community Health Center. I think He Ping's condition is not very good, so I asked Dr. Muchun to come over early."
Zhang Hai briefly introduced Dr. Muchun to Zheng Ran.
