Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 100 Please guide me
These appetizingly crumbled biscuits lay quietly flat on a platter.

Mu Chun conjured a table knife out of nowhere, and shook it a few times at Shen Zifeng.Shen Zifeng nodded, watching Mu Chun put the knife on the disc, and cut a line from top to bottom in the middle. Mu Chun removed the cookies to the right of the line one by one, revealing half of the white plate.

"What does it mean?"

"If a person with neglect is now eating the food on this plate, then this is the case."

Mu Chun pushed the plate between the two.

Shen Zifeng asked again, "What if the plate is turned upside down?"

Saying this, he turned the plate upside down.

Mu Chun picked up the knife again, drew a line from top to bottom in the middle of the remaining half of the biscuits, and removed the half of the biscuits on the right. "

Shen Zi stood up straight, looked down but asked repeatedly, "Does it mean that it will never be possible to finish eating, if it can be divided into infinite equal parts."

Mu Chun nodded, put down the knife, and picked up the coffee again.

As the working hours in the afternoon approached, the two doctors in the outpatient department of the Department of Mind and Body were each holding a cup of coffee and thinking about their own affairs.

"If this is really the case, then Gu Yiping should have a history of brain injury."

Mu Chun opened the eyes that he was about to close, and snapped his fingers in mid-air, excited like a child.

"Yes, then please ask Dr. Shen Zifeng to check the patient's medical record. If there is a medical history of brain injury, you can roughly guess whether there is a possibility of [hemilateral space neglect disorder], and of course further confirmation. It still needs to be checked by the patient to the hospital.”

Shen Zifeng has written down everything Mu Chun just said about the [half-spatial neglect disorder], especially the last example of the wafer biscuits. Shen Zifeng squinted at the uneven floor in the corridor on the fifth floor. .

I will never forget this example for the rest of my life.

This guy Mu Chun is really a weirdo.

Pan Jing took Gu Yiping to the surgery on Friday for a dressing change. Before that, Shen Zifeng started to study Gu Yiping's treatment records after he left Mu Chun. The records show that five years ago, Gu Yiping was indeed a doctor. He suffered a traumatic brain injury, and that injury was treated at the Zhinan Affiliated Hospital.

"A brain surgery affiliated to Zhinan?"

Fang Ming thought about it, the brain surgery affiliated to Zhinan is not very famous. The most famous one is Zhang Wenwen. Zhang Wenwen came back from Harvard Medical School. In the brain surgery department of Zhinan Affiliated Hospital, although he works hard, Zhang Wenwen She is lazy by nature and does not like to follow the rules and regulations of the hospital. She is obviously very talented, but because of her personality, she has never been able to improve the popularity of the brain surgery department of Zhinan Hospital, and there are not many patients.

"Because the records at that time were incomplete, but the attending doctor was indeed Zhang Wenwen." Shen Zifeng felt that it didn't matter who the attending doctor was at the time, as long as the patient himself had the medical records at that time. It is to go to Zhinan Hospital to find the image data at that time.

"Why are you talking about this?"

Fang Ming asked thoughtfully.

"Isn't it because of that complaint? Didn't Pan Jing go to the fifth floor after going out from surgery last time?"

"Fifth floor?"

"Yeah, it's Dr. Mu Chun's place."

Fang Ming complained, "Why is everything in the hospital related to this physical and mental department recently?"

"Who knows, maybe it's too busy, or the director thinks that the hospital doesn't have a complaints department, and maybe the physical and mental department can take care of this work. Anyway, no one else can listen to a patient's family complain, right? , this kind of complaint or something, after all, what is it to fight for?"

Fang Ming didn't speak, his cold facial features couldn't see anything on his mind.

Teacher Fang is really calm. Compared with that Mu Chun, Teacher Fang is simply the best doctor image, and that Mu Chun is simply the doctor who is the least like a doctor.

Thinking of this, Shen Zifeng laughed, Fang Ming glanced at him and said nothing.

Shen Zifeng remembered that when he was a trainee doctor at the Affiliated Medical Center of Zhinan University when he first graduated from college, there was an old lady in her 70s who wore reading glasses and looked up at Shen Zifeng for a long time. With a Zhejiang accent, he said to his daughter next to him, "This doctor is not good, his eyes are too small and too small, it must be impossible to see the disease clearly."

As he said that, trembling with crutches, dragged his sick leg and ran out of the outpatient clinic to line up again.

Shen Zifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turns out that being a doctor with small eyes would be despised.

Later, although such troubles did not recur, Shen Zifeng still felt that people were actually evaluating a doctor with prejudice or subjective judgment.

Fang Ming's tall and straight, handsome-looking doctor naturally makes it easier for people to associate him with stability, professionalism, and reliability.

When a patient seeks a doctor, the degree of trust in the doctor in many cases directly affects the effectiveness of the treatment method adopted by the doctor on the patient.

Although this is very mysterious, and it is difficult to tell a bunch of scientific reasons, it is everywhere in reality.

Gu Yiping obviously had medical records in front of him, but Gu Yiping didn't have much impression of his injury five years ago.

"I didn't know him at that time, no, it should be said that I just met him not long ago."

Pan Jing spoke for Gu Yiping.

Gu Yiping's appearance is actually very good, with a slender figure and beautiful facial features, his skin is slightly darker, and his mental state is not particularly good.

Shen Zifeng made an internal call to the nurse desk in the hall and asked the nurse to see if Dr. Mu Chun from the Department of Psychiatry is available now.

Generally speaking, this is an invitation to a consultation.

Community hospitals are not so strict on the process requirements for consultation. After the end, if you remember, you can make up a consultation material.

Liu Tiantian walked up to the fifth floor in high spirits, grinning, and grinning, he headed towards the outpatient room and made a triumphant face.

"What's the matter? This time is up? Isn't it time for you to get off work?"

Seeing that Chu Sisi had changed his clothes instead of his white coat, Liu Tiantian said enviously, "Doctor Chu is the happiest. He can come whenever he wants, and go back whenever he wants."

"No, I'm going to visit a former patient."

"Former patient? Who?"

"Lin Xiaogang, the ballet company in the far north has a public rehearsal today, and he invited me to the show."

"The ballet company in the far north is rehearsing? So you can still see that Zhao Min?"

Chu Sisi nodded and glanced at Mu Chun out of the corner of the eye. Mu Chun's face was hidden behind a book called "The Urban Paladin's Variation Records", and he shouted from time to time, "Please guide me with the Holy Light."

(End of this chapter)