Muchun nodded, "We will invite him to the treatment room later. Today's treatment is not over yet."
Hearing what Muchun said, Luo Yang hurriedly shook his head, looking unhappy, "No, I think this person is hopeless. He actually moved a chair and hit someone, how can you bear this?
And I am very familiar with the ferocious look on his face. You can often see that look on the faces of many prisoners in the first few months after they arrive. I am very familiar with it and do not recommend that Dr. Muchun interact with him again. No matter what the reason is, I don’t want Dr. Muchun to have contact with Pan Guangshen again. "
When Liu Feng heard what Luo Yang said, he closed the drawer of the filing cabinet and turned around and said, "Then I won't look for him anymore. Anyway, there is no need to see him again."
Mu Chun looked at Luo Yang and then at Liu Feng, thinking, it is really not easy to cooperate with people. Now I think it is easier to deal with Fang Ming, even if it is Qi Rong, the director of internal medicine, or Jiang downstairs. Teacher Hong, after all, we are all doctors, so communication is easy. Now I met two police officers, and they were turbulent one after another. Although it was for the sake of Mu Chun, how could you say that if you don't want treatment, you won't be treated?
It's a bit too dramatic.
Mu Chun scratched his neck and explained to Luo Yang: "That's not the case. The chair was not thrown at me. Although he was moving towards me, his movements were very slow and he seemed to have used a lot of force. He was in an abnormal mood. I was so excited that my final shot was not very fast, and the chair hit me two steps in front of me, but it didn’t hit me.”
Mu Chun was still explaining, Luo Yang stood up and poured some water into the paper cup that Mu Chun had drunk before, "Doctor Mu is a good person, I have seen this early on, but, well, being a good person does not mean that he will not be cheated. And what bad people like most is to take advantage of the good intentions of good people. We see a lot of things... Although doctors also work with people, there are many patients coming in and out of the hospital every day, and doctors can also be regarded as reading people. Countless, but no matter what, most of the people you deal with are normal people, so you are still naive, especially Dr. Mu. I think you are too naive. Have you heard the story of Mr. Dong Guo? He saved a wolf, but was killed by the wolf. Eaten.
Sometimes the badness of bad people is not written on their faces. They give candy to children and buy things for women. They pretend to be employees in the company, but enrich themselves personally. Some murderers cannot see any evil thoughts at all, and they are even human beings. People praise them as good fathers, but who knew they could kill people?
The more people we see, the more cautious we become. So I advise Dr. Muchun to be cautious and don’t be deceived by illusions. "
Muchun knew that Luo Yang meant well, and his idea was not wrong. Speaking of which, the Department of Psychosomatics was often very close to crime and danger, such as Xu Dan's case, Slimming's case before, and Shen Fan's case. patient.
Behind the seemingly mental distress, there is often a strange aura that even Mu Chun can't figure out. It's hard to describe, but it lingers.
In contrast, Pan Guangshen was easier to understand. He did not intend to throw the chair at Mu Chun. Muchun was convinced of this. When he raised the chair and hit the ground, he felt deep pain and hesitation.
There must be something behind Pan Guangshen's terrible behavior. Muchun became more and more convinced that in order to cure Pan Guangshen, he must find out what was behind it, and he should be very close to the source.
Muchun could not refuse Luo Yang's kindness, nor could he give up treatment.
"I believe he didn't mean to throw the chair at me. If he wanted to do this, he wouldn't have missed it so easily," Muchun said.
"That's because Dr. Muchun is very skilled. Look at your figure. We can tell at a glance that you are someone who exercises every day. You should have a physical fitness close to that of a second-level athlete. That's why you easily avoided his attack. The chair that was smashed over."
Luo Yang did have a good eye. Muchun insisted on exercising, but he didn't feel that his skills were any strong, let alone his physical fitness. Think about the system that appeared in his brain, his [physical strength] But it really doesn't have any advantage, and it's always decreasing. There's no reason, and no one else.
It was probably just a fake value. It was used as a fill-in. It had no meaning at all. Mu Chun thought about it and explained it to Luo Yang. The main purpose was to tell Luo Yang that if Pan Guangshen really wanted to hit Mu Chun, he would not miss it so easily. .
Luo Yang was also stubborn and didn't believe it. Finally, Muchun had no choice but to stand up from the chair.
Mu Chun walked to the window and picked up a chair. This chair was exactly the same as the chair in the treatment room. Mu Chun suddenly raised the chair above his head, then turned around and stared at Luo Yang.
After more than ten seconds, Luo Yang couldn't help but say, "Mu Chun, Doctor Mu Chun, what's wrong with you?"
Muchun roared, and bang, the chair fell to the ground, less than one step away from the coffee table.
Liu Feng was also frightened by Mu Chun's behavior. He stepped forward and hid next to Luo Yang. The two sat side by side on the sofa. He looked at Mu Chun, whose face turned red and whose shoulders kept shaking after smashing the chair.
"Doctor Mu, you...you are..."
Liu Feng asked fearfully, thinking, what happened?
Luo Yang hesitated for a long time, his face turning pale and red. Muchun was still furious, clenching his fists and breathing rapidly.
"I understand." Luo Yang clenched his fist with his right hand and punched the table several times. "I know, I know."
Liu Feng looked at his eldest brother Luo Yang in confusion, and then at Muchun, wondering why these two adults were like hot-blooded anime.
"Do you see the difference?" Muchun exhaled, relaxed his fists, and slowly adjusted his breathing. The shaking of his shoulders also stopped. His face was still very red, and his chest was rising and falling, but he had not completely regained his composure.
"Yes, I know, it's different. The gap in between... I rushed to the chair angrily, raised it above my head without hesitation, and then turned to look at me angrily, saying to Pan Guangshen For example, just looking at Dr. Muchun, his movements stopped. Generally speaking, if you want to hit an object hard against a target, there will be a process of adding force and acceleration, and the chair should be lifted to a higher position. A high position, and then suddenly and quickly thrown out, just like waving your hands when doing a long jump, squatting down first, and then taking off quickly, or like shooting an arrow, the arrow is pulled backwards the moment before it leaves the string.
But Dr. Muchun not only paused just now, but also slowly lowered his hands, and then threw them to the ground. The whole movement seemed very incoherent. "
