Chu Sisi was stunned. Liu Tiantian was definitely a eloquent and clever nurse on weekdays, but now he stood stupidly behind Chu Sisi without saying a word.
The two of them looked at Zhu Xiaoming blankly. The roles of doctor and patient seemed to have suddenly been reversed. Now the doctors were just stupid, but Zhu Xiaoming was talking to himself, not caring about the two people opposite him at all. This girl is very troubled.
Zhu Xiaoming said: "I think I am sick."
Liu Tiantian thought to himself: Hiss...why does this person's voice sound so loli?
Chu Sisi had the same idea. Since she was a doctor, she couldn't express her surprise easily, so she could only stay calm.
"Well... why don't you sit down and talk slowly." Chu Sisi suggested that Zhu Xiaoming return to his seat. Zhu Xiaoming bowed politely again and nodded, returning to his dull expression just now. , sat down slowly.
A man over 190 centimeters tall, with a serious and even scary appearance spoke with a Loli accent. Wu Song's appearance suddenly sounded like Lin Chiling's sister's baby voice. Liu Tiantian really wanted to laugh at this situation but didn't dare. Laughing, there are thousands of thoughts in my heart, all of which are emotions such as "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders".
"So what do you think your disease is?" Chu Sisi followed Zhu Xiaoming's words.
"Look at my face, do you think there's anything wrong with it?"
After Zhu Xiaoming finished speaking, he turned his cheek in the direction of Chu Sisi, "Doctor Chu, look at it, is there anything wrong with my face?"
"I don't see what's the problem." Chu Sisi replied.
Liu Tiantian also said: "It looks okay, except for the beard. It seems that the beard is not shaved very clean, but... you know what department this is, right?"
Liu Tiantian's idea is that if this man is not satisfied with the shape of his face or appearance, he should go to a department such as plastic surgery. What's the use of going to a psychosomatic department?
After thinking about it, it seems that coming to the mental and physical department is not a completely wrong choice, because Dr. Mu Chun may not be able to find any magical way to make Zhu Xiaoming change his thoughts about his appearance. Mu Chun may not be able to do it.
The plastic surgeon uses a scalpel and hyaluronic acid, but Mu Chun may be able to get things done just by talking...
But speaking of it, there is nothing ugly about Zhu Xiaoming’s facial features when viewed separately. He has standard eyes, a standard nose, and a standard mouth. His cheekbones are a bit high, and his eye sockets are a bit three-dimensional. How can I put it this way? Which one needs to be reshaped by a plastic surgeon, but put together there is an indescribable weirdness.
Liu Tiantian tilted his head and looked left and right. His original fear of Zhu Xiaoming was gone now. Ever since he heard the baby voice when he spoke, he really couldn't find the slightest feeling that this man was scary. , replaced by Zhu Xiaoming's indescribable weirdness.
"Of course I know. This is the mental and physical department. I heard it from a friend of mine who is in prison."
Chu Sisi's heart pounded: Prison? What's the meaning? Could this man have been a prisoner?
Liu Tiantian glanced at Chu Sisi. Both of them knew very well that Muchun had indeed gone to the prison to help the prison system deal with some mental illness-related issues. That prison was not an ordinary prison. Fengchuan No. 1 Prison was located around the sea. The old prison not only houses ordinary prisoners, but also serious criminals, including those sentenced to ten years, twenty years of life imprisonment, and even death sentences. Could this person have been an inmate there and just left the prison recently?
Or did he also serve a sentence there?
No matter what the situation is, it's a bit mind-numbing in the back.
People are like this. Even if Chu Sisi has studied law and is in the position of a doctor, she should not look at her patients through colored glasses, but when she thinks about a person being related to a prison where serious criminals are held, it is inevitable that she will feel uncomfortable It’s human nature to be a little nervous.
Chu Sisi quickly realized that such an idea was not appropriate, so she simply wrote something clearly to dispel her worries and follow Zhu Xiaoming's words, which was also the correct conversation option.
Since he mentioned prison, it means that he himself is not that taboo about talking about the word.
"Prison?" Chu Sisi looked casual.
"Ah, yes, do you think I'm scary?"
Chu Sisi: "It wasn't originally...it's not right...can I tell the truth?"
Zhu Xiaoming nodded understandingly, "Please tell me."
"I mean, I was a little scared at first, and then I wasn't scared anymore, but when you mentioned prison just now, because we do have a little connection with the prison system here, but I don't know why you mentioned prison. matter."
Zhu Xiaoming suddenly lowered his head nervously and looked at his knees. There were fists on his knees, looking very nervous.
Seeing Zhu Xiaoming like this, Chu Sisi began to wonder if she had said something wrong just now. In short, how should she start treating this person?
No, it cannot be said to be treatment. Now it is difficult to maintain even the most basic conversation. How can we talk about treatment if we cannot even accurately understand the basic situation.
Zhu Xiaoming clenched his fists for a while, and after adjusting his emotions a little, he said calmly, "Do I look like a prisoner? If you say I am a prisoner, everyone will definitely think - yes, this person has a long It looks like a prisoner’s face, right?”
Liu Tiantian shook his head quickly, and Chu Sisi also shook her head, "No, that's not what I meant. Please don't get me wrong."
"Ah? Do even the doctors at the Department of Psychosomatics think so? It seems like I really can't be saved."
"It's really not like that." Chu Sisi explained repeatedly, but Zhu Xiaoming still couldn't help but ask - Do I really look like a prisoner?
An explanation, a pursuit, and back and forth more than ten times. Liu Tiantian finally couldn't stand it anymore and said: "That's not what I meant. What's wrong with you? How could anyone come to the hospital and force the doctor to say that he looks like a prisoner?" ?”
After Liu Tiantian's stern questioning, Zhu Xiaoming calmed down, sighed deeply and said, "I was actually a prison guard when I was young."
Prison guard!
Thinking of this, Chu Sisi's neck felt a little hot. That's right, Zhu Xiaoming just mentioned friends in prison. Why can only prisoners be the only friends in prison? There are obviously prison guards!
Chu Sisi realized that she had entered a strange cycle of habitual thinking, and had made the mistake of judging people by their appearance. She really shouldn't have. She quickly sorted out her emotions, and then she gently apologized to Zhu Xiaoming. Now Zhu Xiaoming also felt that he He was so excited just now, and the doctor didn't say a word that he suspected that he was a prisoner. He was the one who said it from beginning to end.
