Crazy Psychologist: Chapter 488 Let 1 person 1 sleep all the time

Shen Zifeng, who obviously felt that Mu Chun was perfunctory again, was on the verge of breaking out.

If Chu Sisi hadn't just walked in, Shen Zifeng might have pulled Mu Chun up from the chair, although he didn't know why he wanted to do this, but there was no other way.

"Mu Chun, is Fang Ming going to be okay?" Shen Zifeng had the feeling of being a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"I still believe in Director Fang. He needs to rest. The best way is to get more sleep. He will be half as good when he wakes up." Mu Chun changed the subject after finishing speaking: "It's time for Dr. Chu to eat , or you go to eat, I am here to receive outpatients?"

Chu Sisi understood, "Well, okay, I'll go first, there is another patient who has already registered, and he may be on the fifth floor soon, or...Dr. Shen will go downstairs with me?"

"Mu Chun, why do I feel that I have misunderstood you? Director Fang originally said that your physical and mental department is just a decoration. If you can really treat any patients, you can only say that the patients themselves have no serious illnesses. The general manager told Director Fang that Dr. Mu Chun should not be underestimated. If Dr. Mu Chun hadn't helped us in several surgical emergencies, there was nothing we could do.

Later, Director Fang Ming also gradually believed that the Department of Psychology and Psychology can really help patients, but recently, I really think that Dr. Mu Chun is a little too careless. Do you think it is best to keep the colleagues in the hospital less concerned? Nosy, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble. "

Seeing Shen Zifeng full of anger, like french fries in a frying pan, Chu Sisi wondered how he could help Teacher Mu Chun out of the siege, so he didn't know how he thought that there would be a patient soon.

Shen Zifeng is also a good doctor who loves his post and is dedicated to his work. When he heard Chu Sisi say that there is a patient behind him, he had no choice but to give Mu Chun a glare and give up.

Mu Chun called Shen Zifeng who was about to leave just now, "Take it—eat!" Mu Chun said, throwing a bag of salty sliced ​​bread to Shen Zifeng, and then said: "Director Fang Ming is not here, you Don’t have time to eat, surgery has never been free, eat a few bites of bread before going on.”

Shen Zifeng took the bread and didn't know what to say. He just felt very nervous. When he went downstairs, he was chewing the bread while thinking that he had been following Fang Ming for so many years. It seemed that he had never thought that if one day What should I do if Teacher Fang Ming is not around?

This kind of thought has never appeared before, which is why I am so nervous, but Mu Chun is different, he stands from a more objective perspective, or he is an outsider, so he is calm and calm.

But there is one thing that Mu Chun said is right. Director Fang Ming is not here, so the surgeon can only rely on him, and no interns will come. Huayuanqiao Community Health Center does not plan to recruit new surgeons before the new building begins to use. .

Thinking of this, Shen Zifeng quickened his pace and returned to the outpatient room. After he came back, the computer showed that there were still 11 patients in line behind him.

I also ate a few bites of bread, and it was impossible to have a chance to rest for a while.

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The advantage of light-blocking curtains is that no matter what time of the day you go to sleep, as long as you pull on enough light-blocking curtains, you can instantly turn day into night and the bedroom into a completely dark world.

For Fang Ming, who often works night shifts, the light-blocking curtains are simply his greatest magic weapon for adjusting his schedule.

It wasn't that Fang Ming didn't want to get up, it wasn't that he didn't want to go to work, it wasn't that he didn't answer the phone on purpose, he seemed to have fallen into a black quagmire, and everywhere was a quagmire that made people feel powerless.

Fang Ming fell into the quagmire, could hear the voices from the outside world, knew that the outside world still existed, and knew that the patients of Huayuanqiao Hospital were queuing up outside the outpatient clinic.

He could even hear the voices of the patients talking.

In his sleepy sleep, Fang Ming could vaguely hear the chatter between family members in the ward of Zhinan Affiliated Hospital.

Close at hand, but he was cut off from it all.

He is hungry, but cannot get out of bed to eat, and he is thirsty, but cannot drink.

His thoughts turned into Fang Ming countless times. He sat up on the bed, put his legs down on the side of the bed, put on his slippers, walked around the single sofa chair beside the bed, which was the chair he often sat on while reading, and walked through the deep From the living room with gray walls, to the kitchen, on the top of the white cabinet, which is to the right of the sink, there is a cabinet with two doors, open the right half door with your right hand, and there is a bag of quick-cooking cereal made in Australia on the edge.

Although this oatmeal can be eaten immediately, it is too hard. Fang Ming always boils it in milk before eating.

The imaginary Fang Ming leaned the oatmeal on the side of the shelf stacked with three large white plates, and turned to face the double-door refrigerator diagonally opposite the cabinet.

The refrigerator is huge, and it is also a smart shopping refrigerator.

When the refrigerator door was opened, there was only a bottle of beef sauce that I had eaten once, a bottle of tomato sauce that I had used twice, and a box of tortillas.

Tortillas are a common ingredient in Mexican cuisine and are used to make a food called taco.

Fang Ming likes this kind of food very much, so there must be corn tortillas in his refrigerator, and the boxed corn tortillas have a very long shelf life. They can be eaten with fresh salad vegetables and sour cream.

Unfortunately, there was sour cream waiting quietly in the corner of the refrigerator, but there were no vegetables.

As a result, Fang Ming returned to the bed consciously, and Fang Ming felt extremely depressed.

He barely turned over, his head was dizzy, thinking that he seemed to have really been to the kitchen once just now, as if he had really been there.

Fang Ming had never experienced this kind of state.

He didn't know how to deal with it, so he fell asleep again.

My mobile phone has long since run out of battery due to too many incoming calls.

Fang Ming didn't have the strength to get up to charge his phone, he just didn't want to move, didn't want to think, and didn't even want to know what time it is today, what time it is now~www.mtlnovel.com~ The people outside are doing it now what.

A complete isolation, a state of nothingness with absolutely no energy.

The next day, it was still the same.

On the third day, at noon, Fang Ming woke up from a long sleep, and suddenly he felt his mind went blank.

"I must have encountered something difficult." A part of Fang Ming's consciousness told him that he must have encountered something very painful.

But why can't it seem to be realized?

Or, it seems that the string called pain no longer seems to be able to undulate the deafening sound.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

As time passed, Fang Ming didn't feel any discomfort in his body, and his head didn't feel dizzy as expected.