Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 40 No Friends
Xiao Lin sat opposite Mu Chun, his hands trembling slightly.

Mu Chun sat quietly with the novel in front of him, but did not pick it up.

When Chu Sisi came back with the makeup box, she caught Mu Chun's eyes, she quietly stepped back, and did not step into the outpatient room.

Mu Chun's eyes seemed to have been paying attention. In Chu Sisi's opinion, he must have something to say to Xiao Lin, and it was inconvenient for her to be present.

What could it be?

It must be about Kobayashi.

She didn't want to eavesdrop on the patient's treatment. Since Mu Chun didn't want to let her in, she should protect the patient's privacy. A law student may be more sensitive than a medical student.

Mu Chun and Xiao Lin sat there for 15 minutes.

The sun was getting brighter outside the window, the morning mist had dissipated, and it was a picturesque autumn day with blue sky and white clouds.

"If you're going to have a brain tomography scan, you need to bring your health insurance card."

Mu Chun tore open a piece of chocolate, chewing and talking, not forgetting to put his finger to his mouth and lick the chocolate on his finger.

"Aren't you going to eat a little? Don't you want to?"

Kobayashi shook his head, trying to restrain his craving for sweets.

Mu Chun put the novel aside, took off a piece of A4 white paper from the printer, took two pens, and scribbled on his fingers.

Xiaolin clenched the straw tightly, and the orange juice bottle that had bottomed out was firmly held in her hands. The straw in her mouth had long since been flattened, and the paper straw gradually melted and stuck between Xiaolin's teeth.

Mu Chun admired his paintings with great interest, holding them in front of him and looking at them.

"Student Xiaolin, have you ever painted?"

What's the meaning?Xiaolin didn't understand.

"I studied for two years in junior high school, and I only know some simple sketching basics."

"That's a cylinder, a circle, a cone, a pyramid triangle or something?"

Xiaolin nodded dumbly.

"That's easy. There are only triangles and circles on this picture."

Xiaolin looked at Mu Chun's drawing. There were indeed only triangles and circles, but she didn't understand what these triangles and circles meant.

I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone to understand at a glance.

Mu Chun, however, admired himself for a while, and was very confident in his own creation.

"The triangle in the upper left is your liver, and the small circles on the right are your fat. The oval in the middle is your muscle, which has blood vessels in it, and in the blood vessels are your glucose and insulin. Got it?"

Xiaolin nodded.

"When a person changes to diabetes, they need to test their blood sugar levels. How do you usually test them? Do you use a blood glucose meter?"

"Sometimes it works, but"

"But you don't have that much time to spend every day trying to check your blood sugar, take insulin-releasing drugs on time, or do insulin therapy, right?"

Tears, which had just stopped for a while, flowed down again.

"I was like this when I was very young, diabetes, diabetes, diabetes ruined everything for me."

"Diabetes ruins a lot of people's lives."

Yes Yes.

Hearing what Mu Chun said, Xiao Lin cried even more.

"No one understands, no one, I don't have any friends at all. Since elementary school, I felt like they were whispering behind my back and saying things like she was sick, I'd say, I have diabetes, and that's not my fault , A lot of people in my family have this problem. But who wants to listen to your explanation? They will say, that guy is too pitiful, can't eat snacks between classes, and can't drink strawberry milk."

"They think you're different from them, so they don't approach you."

"Not only that, but later, I don't know how to be friends with them. As long as I talk to others, there is a voice in my heart saying, don't do this, don't think about making friends, they will despise you."

"It's just different, but it's disgusting enough."

Mu Chun's tone was very calm, like a voice-over, without the slightest emotion.

But Xiao Lin was already crying, maybe because of the unstable blood sugar, she was very emotional.

Chu Sisi also heard Xiao Lin's cry in the treatment room opposite. The cry was no longer the soft whisper when she spoke, it was lively and sweet, and the cry contained deep resentment.

The backlog has been too long. A girl who no one likes is very uncomfortable in school. Loneliness is a devastating thing.

"It's really disgust, you won't understand it, people who haven't experienced it won't understand that kind of disgust. A look, a tone, or in class, any time. You can feel that you are being laughed at, being laughed at by others. Say something bad."

"You're just sick, it's not your fault."

"No, it's my fault. They're right. Isn't diabetes not fat? Why is she so fat? Diabetes is fake or something."

"Those classmates who speak ill of others should really die."

Hearing what Mu Chun said, Xiao Lin stared at Mu Chun with her listless eyes, as if she had seen a monster.

Why does the doctor say that?

Is this the doctor?
"Isn't it? If I have a chance, I will definitely take revenge on those people."

Mu Chun threw his fist at the air with an angry look on his face, as if he really wanted to hit someone.

"However, after entering the university, things are much better. Everything is different. I have friends now, and it's a pleasure for everyone to rehearse together."

Xiaolin's face was filled with happiness.

"Is it because you are thin? People with diabetes need to pay great attention to their diet to lose weight. I guess you must be willful and quit carbohydrates casually."

"I don't understand either, I've had enough, but you see I'm fine now, I'll go to the rehearsal later, we'll be performing next month."

"Dance?"

"how do you know?"

"Your body looks like dancing."

"I like to dance ballet, but my mother is against it. She is against me doing a lot of things, but ballet is the least acceptable to her."

"You have a good temperament for ballet dancing. Your flexibility is also good. You must be fine with the splay. Show me. By the way, I don't have the kind of mat you use, or a mat for practice."

"Actually, if you dance professionally, you don't need any mats, we are on the floor of the dance room."

Mu Chun interjected: "No, no, that's the floor of a special dance room, or I'll buy a yoga mat, right, it's a yoga mat. Then you can do it again, show me the eight-character, the one-character mana. kind."

Why do you want to perform?Xiaolin thought to himself, what's more, if you don't wear dance clothes, it's really not easy to do these movements.

"But you were very fat when you were young, how can you still maintain good flexibility now? It's strange."

Mu Chun stood in the middle of the floor and jumped a few times, "This floor is too hard, no, it is necessary to change to some more elastic floor, so that you can practice."

"Uh, it's not easy for men to practice, especially when you're not young anymore."

Xiaolin said hesitantly.

(End of this chapter)