Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 817

The scorching sun in June is not suitable. The surrounding sea has a subtropical monsoon climate with four distinct seasons. The temperature in early June is usually around 22 degrees, but this year is an exception. The pace of time has just stepped into the candy playground of Children’s Day. It is a baker's dream, as if to bake the city into a children's day candy cake.

The heat produced irritability and insects. When Liu Tiantian reached the fifth floor, he thought the floor had been invaded by insects.

The fifth floor of the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center has been in disrepair for a long time. When it is cool and dry, the floor is lazily slumped on the ground. When someone moves around, they make lazy complaints and creaks.

The doctors in the two outpatient rooms opposite the door at the end of the road could hear it clearly. The sound resonated from the floor of the corridor and the two walls together, and it was clearer than the doorbell.

The screeching and squeaking intensified in hot weather. The nurses and doctors downstairs were reluctant to come up, and no one wanted to listen to the complaints from the floor.

To Mu Chun, the complaint of the floor is more beautiful than the sound of gold coins falling from the game console, it is pleasant to the ear and makes one's heart flutter.

A gust of wind beat the old glass and passed through the corridor, bringing the first gust of hot wind in June. There were a few pieces of paper floating in the corridor, but it seemed that someone had stepped on the floor, resisting reluctantly like a cat meowing.

Liu Tiantian walked up to the fifth floor with the gauze he had just picked up, and Chu Sisi promised to bring her Hainan lychees. According to legend, the lychees were as big as goose eggs, and Liu Tiantian had long coveted them.

"What is this?" Liu Tiantian frowned looking at the scattered papers all over the floor.

Mu Chun, who poked his head out after hearing the sound, was disappointed, and looked out the window in a blink of an eye. The clear blue sky was the color of midsummer and the color of no patients visiting.

"The weather is so hot, who will come to see a doctor?"

"Doctor Mu, it's too much." Liu Tiantian shouted at Mu Chun.

Mu Chun leaned against the door frame, lazily paralyzed, raised his head and replied to the air: "Yeah, it's too much, how can it be so hot so early."

"What are you talking about? I mean, can the environment on your fifth floor be worse?"

"Is it not used for treatment if the environment is poor?"

"Doctor Mu." Liu Tiantian stuffed the gauze onto Mu Chun's body, pointed to the floor of the corridor with one hand on his hips, "Doctor Mu, are you listening to me, please don't sigh to Tianchang, and see if the floor is okay , What are those pieces of paper?"

"Whatever it is, the piece of paper won't become a patient."

"Ah? You think the patient is going crazy!"

As soon as Liu Tiantian complained, Mu Chun turned around and rushed out of the outpatient room in a jerk, squatting on the ground and picking up a piece of paper.

Apricot paper, blank.

"Doctor Mu, what are you doing? You can get a broom even if no one is cleaning it. You are also the director of a department. It's not appropriate to just squat down and pick up trash like this."

Strange, where did these pieces of paper come from?
One after another, it didn't take long to pick up the papers on the ground one by one, holding them in my hands and walking towards the outpatient room.

Liu Tiantian looked disgusted, twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked tentatively, "Teacher, are you okay?"

"pretty good."

While responding, Mu Chun cleared the table into a clean area, and then spread the paper neatly on the table.

"Doctor Mu, what is this?"

"I'm thinking these pieces of paper should be on the same piece of paper."

"Obviously the same paper or papers, all the same color, with the same pencil marks, etc., and this sharp corner."

Liu Tiantian seemed to have thought of something, stood next to Mu Chun and looked at the pieces of paper carefully. Mu Chun also found it strange that the edges of these pieces of paper were very neat. The shapes of these pieces of paper are very regular, and they should be cut with scissors or blades according to certain rules.

"I remembered, this paper is a bit like a speech spirit."

"Yan Ling?" Mu Chun frowned, and a bad feeling flashed in his heart.

"Well, the game of words and spirits, or the legend of words and spirits, is a bit like urban legends - words have power."

"Like a curse?" Mu Chun said.

"Ah, does the teacher know too? Well, for example, what you say will happen (usually it's a bad thing), you don't dare to think about it, you are afraid that what you say will happen, it will really happen soon after you say it, and good things don't work. , a bad spirit."

Mu Chun: "For example, I said I hope there will be more patients."

Liu Tiantian smiled wryly and shook his head, "It doesn't work."

"It's a bad thing for patients."

"It's outpatient bills for you."

Mu Chun sighed.

"For example, I hope that the lychee brought by Dr. Chu today is sweet and big, bigger than a fist."

Just as I was talking, there was another creaking sound in the corridor.

"Why are you looking at me like that..." Chu Sisi looked at Mu Chun and Liu Tiantian in surprise, they were looking at him with weird eyes, to be precise, they were looking at some unknown place behind him.

A gust of hot wind blows on the body, carrying a bit of the chill of the scorching sun.

"What's the matter with you guys?"

"No, it's okay. I'm discussing the matter of Yan Ling with Dr. Mu." Liu Tiantian explained, "But what is it really about? I just said that I hope the lychee is big and sweet, and the lychee came."

"Yan Ling? Why did you suddenly talk about Yan Ling? This is a child's game, right?"

"Games? Children's games?" Mu Chun asked.

"It's not considered a child. High school and junior college students seem to like this kind of game, but it's hard to say that children mature earlier now."

"Can you play?" Mu Chun asked again, Chu Sisi shook her head, "I haven't played it, but I tried the Pen Fairy game in college."

"The game of asking questions?" Mu Chun was also familiar with it.

"Yes, usually you have to read the questions silently in your heart, and sometimes write them down on paper, but...the pieces of paper on the table...if the pen fairy played games, it would be too scary for these pieces of paper to be broken like this."

"This is a piece of paper for the Lingling game." Liu Tiantian picked up a piece and put it in front of Chu Sisi's eyes. "These sharp corners are cut out according to fixed rules."

"Speech games, it's like a curse, it's like writing down the things in your heart that you can't tell others, or wishing." Chu Sisi said.

"But there is no writing on it." Liu Tiantian dropped the piece of paper boredly, and took the lychee from Chu Sisi's hand, "Teacher, why don't we tidy up these papers, and we can eat lychee when the table is free."

"Wait a minute, if it's a word game you're talking about, there must be words, right?"

The two girls nodded.

"Without words, there is no power, right?"

"correct."

"Then there must be words."

"Doctor Mu, you haven't seen the patient for a long time, you feel sick even just looking at a piece of paper."

Liu Tiantian pushed Chu Sisi to the opposite clinic, leaving Mu Chun staring at the paper on the table in a daze. At this moment, a small pencil mark on a piece of paper caught his attention.

(End of this chapter)