After leaving the ward, Mu returned to Zheng Ran's office. At this time, Zhang Hai was the only one waiting for him.

"I'm going for surgery. I didn't expect to be so busy during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Hai handed a document to Mu and patted his shoulder.

Mu opened the file bag and looked at it. It was a copy of He Ping's medical records.

"Can I get a copy of this?" Mu asked.

Zhang Hai nodded, "This material is for you. It has been filed. You don't have to worry. It complies with the process regulations."

Mu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Although it was a consultation, taking away a patient's information involved many rules of the patient's office and the hospital. Mu didn't want to cause any trouble for Zheng Ran or Zhang Hai.

Zhang Hai first asked Mu what He Ping had just said out of work needs. Mu truthfully reported to Zhang Hai that He Ping had confessed to all the crimes in order to conceal his illness. Finally, Mu said, "Of course this is not the case."

What He Ping said is the truth."

"Dr. Mu, do you think he is lying?" Zhang Hai said, touching his nose.

"That's not what I meant." Mu replied.

Zhang Hai sighed in confusion: "It's strange, I thought the cardiologist Mu was a master of observing words and emotions, someone who could even see through the truth and lies at a glance."

Zhang Hai thought that when the group of people went to Xu Dan's house, Mu's judgment surpassed that of him and Liu Yiming. He was like a policeman with rich criminal investigation experience, which completely changed Zhang Hai's original understanding of cardiologists.

Speaking of which, Zhang Hai didn't know much about cardiology at the beginning. If it weren't for the slim case, Zhang Hai wouldn't have known that such a department actually existed in the community health center in Raohai City.

I still remember that Mu didn't go to the bedroom at all that day, but stood at the door and found a lot of clues. This person is really interesting. Recently, Zhang Hai has always been thinking like this.

Seeing Mu shaking his head at the side, Zhang Hai patted his back again, "Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu, don't be nervous. I didn't mean it like this. I was just exaggerating. But if you tell me, you

I am still willing to believe that cardiologists have the ability to see through the truth and lies at a glance."

Mu hurriedly said: "There is usually very simple logic hidden behind all complex phenomena, but human cognition is limited, and humans are not perfect creatures, and our brains have not been fully developed. The kind of ability to see through everything at a glance

Essential abilities basically exist in novels, such as Golden Finger."

"So that's how it is, but as far as I know some places will offer some special recognition charts, courses on identifying lies and judging the truth of things, and there are also some English books that I can't understand very well. I was thinking about it more than ten years ago

I have to make progress and study more, but later I found that I don’t have that much energy." Zhang Hai sighed.

Zhang Hai's statement recognition, lie recognition and judging the authenticity of things have actually always existed in human history. Not only organizations such as the F-B-I in modern times have relevant courses, but they were also used in various legendary rituals as early as the Middle Ages.

A way to determine whether something is true or false.

Perhaps the more well-known and terrifying thing is to put a person on the fire alive. If he doesn't die, it means that the person is not a witch or something.

But on the other hand, with the advancement of science, especially the advancement of cognitive science, although humans still cannot accurately judge the meaning of tables and the truth behind language, they have made great progress compared to hundreds of years ago.

"Are you talking about "Newspaper Analysis"?" Mu suddenly asked.

""Newspaper Analysis"?" When Mu asked, Zhang Hai quickly searched in his mind, "Yes, it seems that it is translated as this name. Do doctors also read such books?"

Zhang Hai's curiosity is getting bigger and bigger. This is really new. Doctors actually study [newspaper analysis]. What kind of discipline is cardiology?

"Ah, I'm just a person. I just read a lot of things, but this is a good book that contains a lot of useful subject knowledge. In fact, although it is a newspaper analysis, we are analyzing many things and even understanding the world.

It's the same. After all, we all only have one brain on our shoulders. No matter what happens, it's the same brain." After Mu finished speaking, he pointed at his head, looking so silly that Zhang Hai wanted to laugh out loud.

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But before he could laugh, Zhang Hai thought of something more important that he might want to ask Mu.

"Doctor Mu, are you in a hurry to go back to the hospital?" Zhang Hai led Mu to the parking lot, "I can give you a ride, and I just want to ask you about the report analysis and the brain you mentioned."

"Eh? Send it to me?" Mu asked.

"Yeah, I'll take you back to the hospital and you tell me about those books. It's the best of both worlds." After saying that, Mu rushed into the car.

As soon as he started the car engine, Zhang Hai hurriedly asked Mu for advice, "Are there any other similar books? Preferably a Chinese version. Also, why is newspaper analysis so useful in many aspects?"

Zhang Hai not only wanted to listen to what Mu said, but even took out a small book from next to his seat, "Doctor Mu, please write down all the key points that you will talk about in this book. I am old and my brain is not good. I am afraid of memorizing."

Can’t live.”

"Brother Zhang, do you want to study by yourself?" Mu asked casually as he took the notebook.

Zhang Hai coughed and said slowly and embarrassedly: "Not entirely. Of course, on the one hand, I want to learn. On the other hand, didn't I tell my daughter that she wants to take the police exam after graduating from college?

School, I hope she can have more brains. Dr. Mu is a sensible person, you know what I mean."

Mu blinked, then blinked again, and Zhang Hai turned his head from time to time to see Mu's reaction.

"Ah, I understand, I understand, I understand." Mu said suddenly.

"Understood, the world is full of parents. You can't count it as sleeping in the open air. Our line of work is always quite hard. Others may think it's arrogant, but there are Chinese New Years and festivals, such as lantern festivals, museums, etc.

For large-scale events, all police officers basically have to arrange work. Even college students studying in the police academy may have to participate in the work of protecting citizens. We often do not have time to spend with our families. Of course, this is our own choice.

In this job, it is our responsibility to protect the city and its citizens. I have been doing it all my life, and I am quite satisfied with myself.

But my daughter is in my heart after all, I hope she will."

Mu kept nodding, nodding his head like the Luffy doll beside the windshield, moving around.

"I'll write to you right now. If you can't buy these books, you can call me and I can find them for you." After Mu finished speaking, he started writing hard in his notebook.
Chapter completed!