In the cold wind, Fang Ming and Mu Chun wore masks and walked south toward Hengyuan Road. Neither of them spoke. They walked silently one behind the other, Fang Ming in front and Muchun behind. They passed by the intersection of Hengyuan Road.

When entering the convenience store, Muchun stopped.

Through the moving glass door with a Pikachu pattern, Mu Chun saw a thin figure standing in front of the food container. This figure made Mu Chun suddenly stop.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ming felt that Muchun didn't follow him, so he walked back a few steps and found that Muchun had been staring at the brightly lit convenience store.

"Do you want to buy something?" Fang Ming asked again when Muchun didn't say anything.

Muchun didn't seem to hear his words at all, but took a few steps forward and shouted: "Ding dong! Welcome to Lawson!"

Fang Ming saw that Muchun had walked into the convenience store. There were not many customers in the store at the moment. For a convenience store at the intersection, there were only three customers in the store during rush hours, which was really a little. Generally speaking, it is convenient.

When the store is not particularly busy, it is normal for three or four people to queue up and select products.

Fang Ming saw Muchun walking to the refrigerated shelf, taking down two triangular seaweed rice balls, and then leaning down as if to say something to the little boy next to him.

The little boy was wearing a dark blue winter school uniform. Looking from behind, Fang Ming couldn't tell which school uniform it was from a nearby elementary school.

Then he saw that Muchun seemed to have reached some kind of consensus with the little boy. The little boy nodded and followed Mu Chun to the checkout counter.

"Hey, Mu Chun is really good at coaxing children." Fang Ming thought in his heart.

After about a minute, Muchun took the two rice balls that the clerk took out of the microwave, handed one of them to the little boy beside him, and then walked out of the convenience store.

"Let's go." Muchun said.

Fang Ming nodded, followed up and asked, "Is this boy Zhou Ming?"

"Well, you still remember." Muchun said.

"Isn't it normal for doctors to remember their patients?" Fang Ming responded.

Mu Chun put his hands in his coat pockets, coughed slightly and said: "Generally speaking, patients always remember the doctor, but the doctor may not remember the patient, because the number is not equal. There are dozens or even dozens of doctors every day."

With more than a hundred outpatients, it is absolutely impossible to remember every patient, so we have strict medical record recording requirements, not only for the doctors themselves to remember the patient's disease development and treatment progress, but also for other doctors to

Being able to grasp the patient's condition, it is really impossible to really remember the patient."

"There is always some way to remember. This can be considered my experience over the years. It's strange that every patient seems to have some unique parts that are easily awakened, so I say I can still remember.

For most patients, as I work longer and longer in surgery and encounter more and more patients, maybe this ability will gradually weaken."

Fang Ming felt a little emotional. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The night sky in the center of the city had all kinds of colors, but it was rarely completely black.

"Director Fang is a very good doctor." Mu Chun answered dully.

"Of course it's much easier in the psychosomatic department. After all, there are only a few patients. Is it possible to have five patients a day?"

Mu Chun looked at Fang Ming and didn't know what to say. To be honest, it was easier for psychosomatic doctors to remember their patients. As for the reason... Dr. Fang Ming's words were whatever he said, and Mu Chun didn't want to argue.

After walking for 20 minutes, the two came to a small local restaurant.

"This is it." Fang Ming made way for Mu Chun and politely let Mu Chun enter the store first.

"Shall I order?" he asked after taking a seat.

"Then thank you so much Dr. Fang Ming. I don't like ordering food the most." Mu Chun poured herself a cup of hot tea with a smile on her face, but what she was thinking about was Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming probably didn't recognize who he was just now. Because he was wearing a mask, it was not easy for Zhou Ming to recognize Muchun.

Muchun bought two rice balls and then asked Zhou Ming, "Uncle wants to buy one get one free seaweed rice balls in exchange for points, but he can only eat one, and the other one will be wasted if he doesn't eat it. Can you help my uncle and the other one?"

Can I give you some rice balls?"

Zhou Ming hesitated for a moment after listening to Muchun's words. As his stomach growled like gongs and drums, Zhou Ming blushed and nodded.

After the clerk heated up the rice balls, Muchun gave one to Zhou Ming and then left the convenience store.

But with such a small rice ball, he probably wouldn't be able to eat enough.

The other salmon rice ball was still slightly warm in the palm of his hand, so Mu Chun took it out and placed it on the dining table covered with a white tablecloth.

"Did Zhou Ming not recognize you?" Fang Ming asked after ordering.

"Probably not. It's not that easy to recognize. I don't have any features and I'm wearing a mask." Mu Chun said.

"That's strange. You suddenly ran in just to buy a rice ball for Zhou Ming?" Looking at the rice balls on the table, Fang Ming was a little confused.

In his opinion, since Mu Chun recognized the child as Zhou Ming, he would just say that he is Dr. Mu Chun and buy him some snacks and the like, such as biscuits, cakes, and potato chips.

It is the food that children like to eat. Muchun bought two rice balls, one for each person, gave one to Zhou Ming and put the other into his own pocket. This is really - bringing the rice balls from the convenience store to the restaurant,

Are you worried that he Fang Ming will not give Mu Chun a full meal?

The director of surgery invites you to dinner. Can you bring your own dinner?

The food was served quickly in the restaurant. Mu Chun picked up the rice ball and put it next to the tissue box. He picked up a piece of shredded eel with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"Hey, it tastes very good." Muchun praised.

"Well, the dishes here are all delicious. I don't know if you like the thick oily red sauce." Fang Ming didn't move his chopsticks but held his cheeks and watched Mu Chun eat happily.

"Yeah, I'm a local. Of course I like thick oily red sauce. I'm used to it. Don't worry about me."

After speaking, Muchun happily took another piece of scallion oil and taro and put it into his mouth. "It's so delicious. Why didn't I know there was such a delicious restaurant near the hospital?"

"This is not near the Garden Bridge. It's closer to the Zhinan Annex." Fang Ming still had no intention of moving his chopsticks. He just continued to hold his head and watch Mu Chun eat happily.

"You are serious. I already told you that I would treat you to dinner tonight. Can't you buy some more food for Zhou Ming, or give him this rice ball? Why are you keeping it? Are you afraid that you won't be full?"

Muchun shook his head quickly and said hesitantly: "That's not the case, I just...ah, let's eat first, there are so many delicious things."
Chapter completed!