Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 309 Before the [-]th birthday

"Of course, I must come back before the end of the month. I was invited to participate in the launching ceremony of the public welfare star selection at the end of the year. Do you want to go together?"

Mu Chun didn't know what Zhang Wenwen was talking about, what kind of charity star selection~~~~~~~
"When is the end of the year in your dictionary? Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, doesn't it count as the end of the year?"

Seeing that Mu Chun was anxious, Zhang Wenwen changed his playful smile and said seriously, "Did something happen in the hospital?"

"No, I always feel that you should not be too far or too long away from your patients, but maybe you are different from me, and our job responsibilities are still different."

"Okay, I can't hide it from you. I'll be back by plane in a while. We're going to spend Christmas Eve together."

After Zhang Wenwen said that he was going to catch a plane, he cut off the video call.

Mu Chun continued to walk back to the hospital under the dark clouds, when suddenly, a drop of icy raindrops with the smell of concrete landed on the tip of his nose.

Then there was another drop, two drops, the winter rain chasing the cold wind, this is not the taste of Christmas, it is clearly raining during the Ching Ming season, and the passers-by on the road want to die.

When Xiao ran near the hospital, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Mu Chun covered a few hairs with the takeaway box on top, so when passing by Liu Mei's flower shop, Mu Chun pushed open the glass door and walked in.

"Isn't this Spring? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

After Liu Mei greeted her heartily, she focused her attention on the calculator in front of her, and kept saying, "This old money is trying to trick me."

After a while, Xiao Zhang, who was only wearing a round-neck sweater, pushed the door in, "Ah, Mu Chun, are you here to help? Old Qian is going crazy, and he was still talking about you in the morning, why did you come to help?" Get up and buy one get one free, and when you can’t find it, there is no one who can help you.”

Xiao Zhang took a few carnations and yellow lilies from the vase while talking, Liu Mei raised her head and complained, "Xiao Zhang, hurry up, just pick a few flowers at random. How many times have I said that this kind of flower is not for weddings or decorations in the home, you can just take a few that are not good in appearance. Dead, you are still dawdling here."

The lack of dexterity in hands and feet has always been a big problem for Xiao Zhang, but Xiao Zhang is serious and honest in his work, and Liu Mei only chatters a few words on weekdays. If Xiao Zhang is not here to help, no matter whether it is Liu Mei or Lao Qian I got a good helper.

"Speaking of which, it's been really evil recently. The winter solstice passed the day before yesterday, and another old man passed by this morning. It's like an eraser. Nine old people have died in the past two months."

"Isn't old Qian crazy busy?" Mu Chun said casually.

"Yeah, isn't it? You are busy every day and you don't help him. It seems that you have found a good place to make money?"

Liu Mei looked up at Mu Chun, and angrily threw the calculator in her hand into the basket beside her.

"However, they are all very old people. The oldest is over 90 years old. He has been paralyzed in bed for several years, and the children in the family really can't bear it. Isn't it because there are no filial sons before the bed for a long time? Old Qian likes to do it. For this kind of funeral, there is nothing to worry about. Generally, the price is negotiated, and the money behind is quite old.

However, this community is quite long-lived. Recently, one after another, it feels like the old people are gone, and it is the turn of us who are not old. "

Liu Mei sighed, turned around and moved a basket of white chrysanthemums to the glass door, and said to Xiao Zhang, "All these will be tied to the flower basket in a while."

As soon as Liu Mei finished explaining, Lao Qian walked in, and Lao Qian, whose left half of his sleeve and clothes were all wet, saw Mu Chun when he entered the door, "Oh, Xiao Ding is amazing. It turns out that he is really a famous painter. Now there are many painters. Everyone asked him to paint portraits, I really didn't expect that this business would be so easy to do."

"Isn't the old money divided into a lot of money? It can be regarded as extra income, and you don't need to spend much effort on this part of the income, right?"

Mu Chun joked with a smile.

"You can't say that. He only cares about his own makeup, painting, and has a poor sense of time. I have been helping to watch him. I have to help him get up and down in the funeral home. Occasionally treat him to a meal. , Buy some milk tea snacks and the like to send to everyone, isn’t this all followed by me!

What does he know? He just knows how to draw. Sometimes he sees that other people's children are pitiful, and they don't charge a penny for the painting.What do you think this kind of painter is thinking?

By the way, does Chun have time to help?I suddenly received another call. The grandfather of the old Chen family was gone. He would have passed the end of the year and would be a centenarian. "

As soon as Old Qian finished speaking, Liu Mei shouted, "What? Old Grandpa Chen is gone? He's going to be 100 soon, it's still a few days away, a week, a week away, and I'll be 100 years old. Thinking about having a bowl of noodles and a snack!"

"Yeah, the 10th one. I'm a little flustered that my business has been doing well recently. The price has not been rushed up at all. The 1688 package is directly given to the 2288. It's scary when the old man dies."

Lao Qian looked very sad when he said this, and was scolded by Liu Mei, "Don't talk about it like that, are you afraid of death? If you are afraid of death, don't do business."

"It's not that I'm afraid of death." Old Qian was tired from work, and he didn't want to hear Liu Mei scold him like that.

"It's fine if you're not afraid of death. I just said how can a Qianlong be afraid of this kind of thing? Don't be superstitious, but believe in science."

Liu Mei suddenly put on a brave and heroic posture of a scientific female warrior, and Mu Chun secretly called out.

"Chun, can you help me? I can add some money to you, just help me to watch it. I just can't get away. I called Jiajun yesterday, and he also said that it is the peak season recently~~~~ ~~~~Compared with going to other people's homes, he seems to prefer the funeral parlor, and he is also a weirdo."

"Are all these old people seriously ill?"

Mu Chun asked.

Lao Qian shook his head, "How should I put it, most of them are bedridden all the year round, some are not seriously ill physically, but are paralyzed after a stroke, some can get up and walk occasionally, lie in bed most of the time, and some are young It's a little bit better, the legs and feet are a little better, and I can go downstairs to bask in the sun occasionally, it doesn't seem like I will die suddenly in a while.

But the old man can't explain it clearly, especially in winter, the heart and brain blood vessels are very fragile, and sometimes a cerebral hemorrhage will die if the rescue is not timely. "

"There's also high blood pressure, and heart disease." Mu Chun continued.

"Yes, it's best to be able to die at the end of life, but recently there have been a few elderly people who just fell asleep and fell asleep. After dinner in the afternoon, they said they fell asleep, and then they couldn't wake up when the nanny called for dinner."

"What did the death certificate say?"

Mu Chun scratched his head when he asked Lao Qian like this, as if this was some kind of question.

(End of this chapter)