I Herd Gods in Another World

The office door was opened, and a young male doctor walked in.

Qin Muyun recognized him, he was one of the interns in the Seventh Hospital, his name was Fan Zhixuan.

Qin Muyun remembered him mainly because this hairstyle is very distinctive, the hair texture is like steel nails, and the hair at the temples will be revealed tenaciously if it is a little longer.

So this one is usually shaved, otherwise, if the hair is a little longer, it will look like wearing a helmet.

Qin Muyun recognized him, but Fan Zhixuan didn't recognize Qin Muyun immediately. Although he thought this person looked familiar, he couldn't match him anyway.

Because Qin Muyun used to wear hospital gowns, but now, he has changed into a doctor's white coat.

Fan Zhixuan felt that his memory had gone wrong.

Looks familiar, looks like a doctor, could it be my colleague?

It's embarrassing to forget a co-worker's name. You can't ask him what his name is.

Fan Zhixuan was obviously not a well-rounded professional, but a young intern, and he didn't know how to speak under embarrassment.

At this time, Qin Muyun smiled and said, "Doctor Fan, it's so early today."

Fan Zhixuan tried his best to search for the relevant memories of his colleagues, and responded vaguely: "Morning, my one, let me check the arrangement for today's rounds."

"Oh, just now Director Qian asked me to help him clean up the computer garbage. It's just been used up. You are busy." Qin Muyun stood up from the seat and gave up the seat to Fan Zhixuan.

Fan Zhixuan had no doubts about him. Director Qian was not young, so it would be nice to be able to use the medical system to file medical records, but he was really not good at things like antivirus and garbage removal.

But why come early in the morning to clean up the computer garbage?

This question flashed by, but Fan Zhixuan didn't take it to heart, because he had no idea that the doctor in front of him was a fake.

People can call out their own names, but they forget who they are. This embarrassment makes Fan Zhixuan have no time to think about other details.

Moreover, Qin Muyun's performance was perfect, without any signs of panic, as natural as a real doctor.

Seeing Qin Muyun give up his seat, Fan Zhixuan hurriedly operated in front of the computer, opened the medical system, called up the ward that needs to be inspected today, and printed it out.

Just about to quit, Fan Zhixuan suddenly heard Qin Muyun say: "Director Qian? Yes, yes, I'm in your office. Ah, so, I see..."

When Fan Zhixuan looked up, he saw Qin Muyun sideways, with his right hand on his face, as if he was on the phone.

It's just that Fan Zhixuan could only see the left side of Qin Muyun's face, but couldn't see his right hand "holding the phone".

After "finishing the phone call", Qin Muyun put his hands back into his pockets, and then said to Fan Zhixuan, "Doctor Fan, Director Qian is in a hurry, can you let me use the computer first."

Fan Zhixuan didn't doubt that he was there, so he quickly gave up his position.

After Dr. Zhang asked for leave, the atmosphere in the Seventh Hospital became a lot weirder. No one wanted to offend Director Qian, and there was absolutely no good fruit to eat.

It was just this interruption, and it was too late for Fan Zhixuan to log out of the system.

When leaving the office with the printed medical records, Fan Zhixuan was still in a daze, he was still thinking desperately about who the colleague inside was.

"A new intern? Colleagues from other hospitals? I'm not even thirty. This memory won't decline so quickly, right?"

When Fan Zhixuan doubted his life, Qin Muyun had already found the information of the patients who had been sent to the fifth floor recently, and it was not the three that Old Xu said, but four.

Before he had time to take a closer look, Qin Muyun printed out the medical records and carried them away in his arms.

After returning to his ward smoothly all the way, Qin Muyun opened the medical records and read them carefully.

Originally, he thought that he had to make a careful distinction to find the person who was "mentally ill", but Qin Muyun never expected that Director Qian's medical records were so rough.

Qin Muyun took out one of the medical records and looked at the records on it.

Name Hong Guoyang, male, 45 years old.

The admission time was 2:30 in the morning, not to mention that the Seventh Hospital usually does not visit the clinic in the early morning, let alone send people to arrest the mentally ill.

No wonder Lao Xu said that three newly admitted patients, Lao Xu was still sleeping in his room in the early morning.

Obviously, Director Qian and his collaborators did not want this patient to be noticed.

Looking at the inspection records below, since this person was hospitalized, Director Qian has not added any records, only the daily medication records.

As for the other three critically ill patients, in the first few days of hospitalization, they needed specialized doctors to observe and diagnose changes in their condition almost every day, and adjust their treatment plans at any time.

"This money bald man is really unreliable. After receiving money, he even pretends to be unprofessional. Even a layman like me can see that something is wrong." Qin Muyun complained.

Although Qin Muyun felt that he had already locked the target, just to be on the safe side, he still had to find someone to check the information of this "Hong Guoyang".

Qin Muyun has no family to contact, otherwise he would not have been sent to the Seventh Hospital by the landlord.

Now that it is necessary to investigate a person's background, Qin Muyun thought of Shen Ying.

Qin Muyun reckoned that Shen Ying was also investigating the Seventh Court, and it would be a win-win situation for him to send the clues there.

But it was a bit difficult to contact Shen Ying, Qin Muyun didn't even have a mobile phone.

He also didn't want to ask Zhang Yanxi for help, because he stole the medical records.

It doesn't matter if a mental patient steals things, the big deal is delaying discharge.

If Zhang Yanxi helps, she won't be able to become a nurse after being found out.

"That's up to me to figure it out, but not until evening."

Seeing that it was almost time, Qin Muyun hid the medical records under the mattress, preparing for the rounds of the doctors.

In the past, when Dr. Zhang led the team, he usually asked the patients a few simple but targeted questions. This old expert can judge the patient's state change from one or two sentences, so as to make targeted adjustments.

But now that Dr. Zhang is on leave, Director Qian doesn't know how good he is, and he doesn't care about it anyway.

For the remaining young doctors, who have just become full-timers or are interns, ward rounds have become a routine. As long as there is no serious deterioration, fill in "the situation is stable".

But this time it was a bit different. When the doctors came to Qin Muyun's ward 312, before they could ask about Qin Muyun's condition, they heard an exclamation from the intern doctor.

"Why are you here?" Fan Zhixuan said in shock.

Qin Muyun turned his head and looked at him with puzzled and innocent eyes, as if he didn't know Fan Zhixuan at all.

He has practiced this expression many times just now.

Fang Wen, the attending doctor who led the team for Director Qian, asked strangely: "Doctor Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"Uh, I...he..."

Fan Zhixuan really wanted to say that he met Qin Muyun in the office this morning, but seeing Qin Muyun's impeccable expression, he began to doubt his memory again.

It is impossible for the patient to appear in the doctor's office. The door lock is intact. Where did he get the password?

And why did he go to the office, there is no snack in it.

Fan Zhixuan glanced at the information in his hand. This 312 patient is delusional, but not delusional that he is a doctor.

Did I remember it wrong again?

Fan Zhixuan was a little bit face blind, but it was only a little bit, so he wouldn't forget someone he had just met half an hour ago.

But the more he tried to think about it, the more blurred the face he had seen in the office, and the more he remembered, the more he couldn't remember the details.

No, is it true that there is something wrong with memory, or is it that he has a mental problem after staying in the Seventh Hospital for a long time?