MTL - Crazy Psychologist-v2 Chapter 811 upright rain

There is nothing more mundane than death, and nothing more pervasive than emotion.

Affect, Feeling, and even Love can all be counted as emotions. In a nutshell, emotion can be described as a general term for a series of subjective conscious experiences, including psychological and physiological states produced by a variety of feelings, thoughts, and behaviors.

Emotions will bring about a series of behaviors, which in turn will affect people's feelings. Physiological changes are also affected by emotions. A person who smiles often tends to have longer and healthier expectations, and a person who is depressed for a long time A person may suffer from a range of physical ailments.

Some people's emotions are portrayed on their faces, such as people who have been depressed for a long time, with tight corners of their eyes, dull complexion, and severe hair loss...Because these people can't effectively coexist with their emotions, their bodies have endured an unbearable extra burden Stress, accumulation of illness, unspeakable suffering, over time, I don't know why my health is deteriorating, why the job that I used to be able to do is now becoming difficult.

There are also some people who are good at expressing their emotions on the outside. Their emotions are like a river pouring down from the sky. This river was originally a river in the sky. Going down the river and going up the river can sometimes be exhausting and sometimes return in vain.

People become the carrier of this channel. On the one hand, they cannot let the river of sky flow down thousands of miles, and on the other hand, they cannot break their own wings and let themselves rush to the deserted beach.

That's it, that's it, those who need more interaction, put all their energy and effort, but the emotional galaxy will not disappear, it keeps flowing, and people are exhausted.

Sometimes I scoop a bowl of sugar from the river, eat sweet, happy and feel better.

Sometimes what comes out of the river is a bowl of soil, which is bitter, depressed, and hit.

Before the hot summer comes, people's emotions in the warm sun and the sudden rain in the late spring always need to be explained, explained by themselves or hidden by themselves.

Mu Chun looked at the scar on the nurse's hand, and didn't say much, but the two girls around her seemed to be frightened, so they stopped gossiping, and instead became sympathetic and nervous.

"Teacher, this is?" Chu Sisi asked.

"Well, it was left after being cut by something. It seems more than once."

"More than once?"

Mu Chun nodded. The first cut was on the upper left side, and it started from there, but the second cut started from near the middle. It seems that the two cuts are connected. Judging from the state of the scar , one of which should appear earlier than the other.

"You can tell at a glance?" Liu Tiantian admired, "So she committed suicide twice?"

Chu Sisi took the phone and looked at it with a serious expression, and said in a low voice, "Strange..."

"What's strange?"

"Look, Tiantian, according to the normal logic, she wouldn't want others to know that she committed suicide, right? Why did she post such a picture? Or is it not her own at all?"

"It must have been her, and it was obvious that the wound was exposed on purpose."

"You can simply say that she deliberately let people see her wound."

The two talked to each other, "This is really getting more and more interesting, Dr. Mu, why do you think only you can see this picture?"

"No way." When Liu Tiantian said this, Mu Chun felt a chill behind him, as if an iron hand with scars patted him on the back, recovered, and sighed, "Hey, you That's right, this should be a patient of our physical and mental department, but he doesn't want to see a doctor, so he has to go to the vice president and the surgeon for treatment, how can this be cured well?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't she look for Dr. Mu, Dr. Mu himself ignored her, and this circle of friends obviously intended for the director to see, but it's a pity that the director refused people thousands of miles away, so Dr. Shen just gave her Did you add a patient yourself!"

Mu Chun seemed to be preoccupied, turned his back and faced out the window, the two connected wounds meandered into an orange light in the blue and white sky, as if they were going to tear the sky from the invisible back , his thoughts drifted a little, and then a pain flashed in his chest.

In the afternoon, Mu Chun patiently answered the questions that Chu Sisi had encountered recently. It rained heavily just before the end of get off work, and the windows outside the corridor had not been repaired. In bad weather, it is quite understandable that the patients who had made an appointment failed to return to the clinic on time. Naturally, patients who did not have an emergency would not come to the hospital on purpose. The benefits of rain are sometimes equal to fewer patients for doctors.

This is only the case in small hospitals, and the situation in large hospitals is similar year after year, day by day. The footsteps of the patients in the large hospital beat with a haggard rhythm, with one cry of life and the next of death.

Life and death have become so close, but they cannot be joined together, unlike those two wounds, whether it was due to the owner’s weakness or the doctor’s haste in suturing them, they are innocently joined together, pulling two things that have been apart for a long time, forcibly. It forms a melancholy tune that looks far away but is close at hand.

Life is so fragile and strong.

The rain that took a short rest once again stood between the sky and the earth at ten o'clock in the evening. Mu Chun thought of hearing a friend who worked in the emergency department talk about an unforgettable night. In his description, it was also an upright rain that night. Chun expresses doubts, as long as there is a slight wind, it is difficult for the rain to stand upright in the air. If the raindrops are large and heavy, they will fall to the ground quickly and decisively without hesitation; if there is wind, the rain will follow the wind wantonly The wild dance is the same everywhere on the earth, the kind of rain that seems to stand between the sky and the earth, more like the rain described by the poet, has been anthropomorphized.

The doctor said that the rain that night seemed to stand between the sky and the earth, which was also very strange. The emergency room was busy and closed. How could he see the standing rain? Perhaps his memory processed the weather of that night to match the tragic and unforgettable night that the emergency doctor could not explain~www.novelbuddy.com~ That night, as if cursed, came one after another Most of the patients either lost a lot of blood or their faces were dark and purple. Some had been dead for several hours, and some were still warm and wailing in pain because no bone was intact. Those people didn’t know each other, but they seemed to have made an appointment It's like leaving on the same night, that night, all the patients were like this.

The rain that night seemed to be the doctor's mourning, but this night, the rain outside the window seemed to be the beginning of some kind of mourning.

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