It seems that after coming here that day, Li Mu probably went home and opened the ceiling, and then he may have discovered the body of the cat that died tragically on the ceiling.

Later, he may have studied the cause of the cat's death, and finally found that it was because the cat had no way to escape after entering through the ventilation entrance, so it died tragically in the ventilation system.

If this is really the case, then Li Mu's worries should be relieved.

His self-blame and anxiety should also be relieved.

The corner of Muchun's mouth was soft, and he jumped up happily, stepping on the floor and spinning around.

Those shadowy cats in the middle of the night that look like something out of a horror movie, and those meowing cats that keep people awake, turn out to be just because of a vent with a defective design. The reality is really too unpredictable.

Yesterday there were various mental disorders that needed to be differentially diagnosed, and suddenly it was all just a flaw in the construction design.

The residents in the house had been uneasy and fearful for so long, and finally felt completely relaxed after knowing the answer. They could even scold the property management for their negligence. Grandma Hao no longer had to worry about staying up all night, and Li Mu no longer had to be paranoid about his violent tendencies.

The psychosomatic department suddenly becomes meaningless. The so-called patients and psychosomatic diseases are just because they are in an environment that has become wrong. When the environment is repaired, these patients will no longer be patients and no longer need Muchun's help.

Already.

This————————is so good!

I really hope that all the troubles have external factors.

Muchun happily turned on the treadmill and started running quickly.

At this time, Muchun's phone rang.

Muchun had no choice but to pause the treadmill, return to the table, take out his cell phone from the drawer and take a look.

The call was from Zhang Hai.

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After what happened to Bai Lu on Saturday night, Mu Chun had roughly guessed that Zhang Hai's call was probably related to He Ping. As expected, Zhang Hai's mood on the other end of the phone sounded a little sad. Zhang Hai told Mu Chun that He Ping was ill and the doctor was checking him.

The result was not ideal. He was suffering from lung cancer and it was already in the middle and late stages and needed to be hospitalized immediately.

Muchun remembered that when He Ping was at Zhinan Affiliated Hospital, something looked wrong on his face. He was coughing in pain. He was indeed ill.

Since you are sick, why not treat it?

"The family members need to ask a lawyer to handle some procedures on their behalf. He Ping needs treatment. We contacted his wife Bai Lu this morning, but no one answered the phone. News came from the hospital that He Ping hopes to see you."

"See me?" Muchun was a little surprised.

Zhang Hai continued: "Yes, he wants to see you. As for the reason, I think you know it very well. He is affiliated with Zhinan, so you should be familiar with it!"

"Yes, then can I go to see him? Are there any procedures or procedures required?" Mu Chun asked.

"Teacher Muchun is a doctor. You can apply for consultation here. The Thoracic Surgery Department in Zhinan will apply to invite you for consultation. As long as you agree, it's OK. How can I put it this way? We actually don't need to do this.

The police station was closed, but after all, I participated in this matter. I also rescued Xu Dan that day, and later collected some clues. Currently, the identification department also has results. Think of the liquor bottle filled with boiled water, plus

The audio of the food delivery and He Ping's performance work time during this period... By the way, Teacher Muchun doesn't know yet, my colleague went to take samples, and some of the medicine was a kind of sour candy, not real medicine.

, I told you that you had thought of this speculation earlier."

Mu Chun understood what Zhang Hai meant. As an old policeman, he probably didn't want to wrongly accuse a good person, nor did he want to see someone treating ambulances, police, doctors, and other public resources as child's play, and doing so blatantly.

Doing this kind of live broadcast of suicide on the Internet that poisons others.

At the end of the phone call, Zhang Hai mentioned to Muchun that his daughter was in her early 20s, about the same age as Xu Dan. He didn't want young girls to think about suicide all the time, and he didn't want young girls to be immersed in suicide all day long.

In boring things like watching live broadcasts.

It can be heard that this is a father's concern for his young daughter, and it also includes concerns about the impact of the overall culture on the minds of young people.

Muchun promised Zhang Hai to follow the arrangements of the police and the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, Muchun recalled the whole incident and then called Bai Lu.

Half an hour later, Bai Lu's call came back, "Dr. Mu, I'm sorry, I looked at the communication records. Did I look for you on Saturday?"

"Yes, you were drunk at the time, are you sober now?" Mu Chun asked.

"Sorry, I still have a headache. What's wrong?" Bai Lu's voice sounded very tired on the other end of the phone.

Mu Chun tentatively asked Bai Lu if he had visited He Ping. Bai Lu resisted and said, "I don't want to mention this person. He doesn't want me or this family. I don't want to think about him anymore. If it's

Regarding He Ping’s matter, I’ll hang up the phone first.”

From Bai Lu's reaction, Muchun could conclude that Bai Lu had no idea about He Ping's illness.

Considering that He Ping seemed to be deliberately hiding his wife, Mu Chun did not tell Bai Lu everything Zhang Hai said on the phone, but only gave her a few words to tell her to take a rest and never touch alcohol again.

"There's no wine at home. I'm already well, but it really bothers the doctor." Bai Lu answered weakly but as politely as possible.

"Okay, let's talk about your alcohol dependence when we have time." Muchun said sternly.

"Is it bad to rely on alcohol? It's better than relying on men, hehe, hehe, hehe..."

Waves of bitter laughter stung Mu Chun's heart. Mu Chun warned her to take a rest and hung up the phone after remembering to come for a follow-up visit on Wednesday.

He was not sure whether Bai Lu would come. Mu Chun shook his head, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

Speaking of the system in my brain, are you a mobile phone model for display in a mobile phone store? Why can’t those seemingly awesome [talents] be activated in the way I want?

If [Crisis Intervention] is a passive talent that will only be triggered when a patient encounters a suicide or death threat, Mu Chun also agrees.

But [Memory Gaze] is an active talent no matter how you look at it. Shouldn't it be activated or summoned when needed?

If not, what's the use? Is it because my intelligence value cannot activate [Memory Gaze]?

Mu Chun opened the drawer. After opening the squeaky drawer, Mu Chun took out his mobile phone and browsed a lot of the Internet.

Speaking of systems, don’t all [talents] or [skills] be upgraded? Why didn’t I upgrade this one?

So, my so-called system cannot really be what I came up with in my mind after that inexplicable illness.

Thinking of this, Mu Chun scratched his head.

Then let’s take a look at the third [Talent]. The third [Talent] is [Power of Authority]. Well, this one can at least be actively used. So was I enough [Authority] just now?

?Under this [authority], will Bai Lu come for a follow-up visit on Wednesday?

As the New Year is approaching, although He Ping's case has pleaded guilty, the trial will not start before the year.

Bai Lu had obviously given up her trust in He Ping, but her determination to return to a normal life was dampened by alcohol.

How did all this develop into this chaotic situation today?

Muchun stood up immediately, made a cup of coffee, put seven ice cubes in it, called Zhang Wenwen and inquired about the situation of thoracic surgery.

As a comrade, Zhang Wenwen was extremely reliable and quickly informed Muchun of He Ping's current situation.

"In short, it's not optimistic. It still depends on whether there are indications for surgery. When will you come for consultation?" Zhang Wenwen asked.

"It should be soon, maybe this afternoon or early tomorrow morning." Mu Chun guessed.

"I'm here, and I just want to tell you about the patient last time. Senior Sister Xiao has got results." Zhang Wenwen's voice was a little nervous.

"Okay, let's talk when I get there. I hope there will be some good things before the year comes." Muchun said with emotion.

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Sure enough, after lunch, Zhang Hai called Muchun again and said that the hospital had made arrangements. If Dr. Muchun had time, would he come to the hospital in the afternoon?

Mu Chun checked the itinerary and saw that there were no patients with appointments in the afternoon, so he promised Zhang Hai to come to Zhinan Affiliated Medical Center at 1:30. Zhang Hai said that he would also go there, so the two made an appointment to meet downstairs in the surgical ward.

Muchun stood outside Chu Sisi's clinic and knocked on the door.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Chu Sisi stood up and asked.

Seeing the books and notes on Chu Sisi's desk, Muchun felt really happy for Chu Sisi's hard work and diligence.

"I'm going to the Zhinan Affiliated Hospital after lunch. If any patients come to see me, I'll trouble Dr. Chu. Also, if any old patients come for follow-up consultations, remember to check up when necessary and prescribe medicine when necessary."

Muchun especially raised his voice for the last sentence, fearing that Chu Sisi could not hear clearly.

Eh? Are you short of money again?

Chu Sisi secretly thought, yes, maybe Senior Sister Xiao is back and Teacher Muchun has a girlfriend, so the expenses may be higher.

"I understand, teacher." Chu Sisi nodded seriously after saying this.

"And..." Muchun hesitated before speaking.

"Is there Liu Dandan? Tiantian and I both @ him in the group this morning, but he didn't reply to us. Tiantian said that he didn't see him working in the Department of Internal Medicine, so..." Chu

Sisi told Muchun what she knew.

After listening, Mu Chun pursed his lips, and a normal brow furrowed on his ordinary face. He stood there and pondered for a moment, Mu Chun seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

Chu Sisi guessed that it was all about Liu Dandan. Liu Tiantian didn't find out the details of this matter. Maybe Dean Jia didn't really take it too seriously.

Speaking of which, Dean Jia is just a little old-fashioned and serious in his work, and he is not a bad person. The teacher may be a little too worried.

Normally I don’t see the teacher being so concerned about anything...

Thinking of this, Chu Sisi sent another message to Liu Dandan. Ten minutes later, Liu Dandan still didn't reply...

Chu Sisi asked Liu Tiantian again if she knew how Liu Dandan was doing. Liu Tiantian said that she had made a voice call and answered the phone. However, someone seemed to be arguing on the other end of the phone and could not hear clearly, but Liu Tiantian did not say that he answered

I've gone to school, so I should be at home.
To be continued...