Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 113 Writing a self-criticism is not necessarily a bad thing
Gu Ran quickly stepped down, just like Edison Chen announced his withdrawal from the industry after the photos were exposed - he couldn't wait.

Su Qing took the stage instead.

"Everyone has seen it," she said, "the teaching is very relaxed and does not need to be formal. Doctor Gu is very good. Now we will count again. Those who decide to start classes can make it on the spot."

No one spoke.

The head nurse glanced at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi saw from this glance: Whether you can sit on the throne of the next head nurse depends on your current performance, take your choice.

"Doctor Su." 101 charge nurse Wang Yi raised her hand, "I want to sign up, can I?"

"Of course." Su Qing smiled like an angel and took out her mobile phone to register, "What is the content of the lecture?"

"Is a talk show okay? A talk show that ridicules doctors, mainly Dr. Gu." Aunt Wang, who is in her early thirties and still slender, said.

"Absolutely!" The speaker was Liu Xiaoting, who lost her hair at a young age. "One of the functions of a talk show is to analyze social phenomena, participate in social judgment, and strive for the interests of the target group. Of course, it must also make people laugh."

"Where is Xiaoting?" Su Qing looked at Liu Xiaoting.

"Of course, how about it?"

Good thing he's in a mental hospital.

"I will share my life, hobbies, what albums I released in a few years, what awards I won, and share the most charming and best-selling works. If everyone likes it, maybe one day I will invite Jolin Tsai back."

"Let me tell you about the content of the song. Pornography and politics are not allowed." Su Qing said.

"Would you like to try training a dog?" Su Qing suggested with a smile, "Take everyone together and train Wangcai to pick up things, stand at attention, and shake hands?"

"Long live!" Ge Ge cheered.

At that time, she thought she was hospitalized on her own initiative, and she was even more powerful at the poker table. She won so many melon seeds that she could chew her teeth into the word "dent".

"It's best if Jolin Tsai is mentally ill and lives next door to me, hehehe~" The stench writer laughed so hard that his nostrils were filled with stench.

"E-sports class, I want to start an e-sports class!" The girl who was not asked rushed to say.

"I can agree, but you must extend the time I can use the alien computer."

"It can only be used to collect information about Jolin Tsai."

"How about you start a Jolin Tsai research course?" Su Qing suggested.

The real estate aunt is very afraid of her. Ever since she saw her paintings, she always felt like a witch, a witch who could make her mentally collapse with just one painting.

"Is this okay too?"

"Bah, bang, bang, bang!" The fantasy writer applauded vigorously.

After Su Qing registered for Liu Xiaoting's course, she asked the real estate aunt: "What about you? Do you have any ideas?"

"What the hell?" He Qingyan, a real estate aunt in charge, spoke up and said coldly, "Sign up for me."

"Jolin Tsai's research class?" Su Qing confirmed to him.

Wang Yi looked at Amelia Su, she still had the final say on whether it was okay or not.

"Jolin Tsai's research class?"

Liu Xiaoting, who had stopped applauding, applauded again.

"Row!"

"Bang bang~" Liu Xiaoting clapped, "Xiya, you have more humorous talent than Gu Ran."

The phantom writer left messages everywhere on the Internet, with inexplicable text symbols, just like the secret codes of the disciples of the Beggar Clan.

"I've already said that mental hospitals are a money scam," the fantasy writer muttered. "In the name of treating patients, they can do anything. If you have the ability, you should invite Jolin Tsai here!"

Su Qing looked over.

"If you no longer miss the affectionate past, let it drift away in the wind~" Xie Xiya hummed softly.

Xie Xiya said: "Sister Su, I want to open a dance class, and the teaching content is "The Sun Never Sets" by Jolin Tsai."

Everyone can see that this is going to be a criticism meeting in the name of a talk show.

Su Qing replied: "If I were just a doctor, I would hesitate, but I am still the daughter of the dean, the future dean Jinghai."

"I don't know." Liu Xiaoting felt that she knew nothing.

"Then let me sing." The real estate aunt gave in.

As he said himself, in a mental hospital, doctors can do a lot of things in the name of treatment. The same is true for mental patients. In the name of mental illness, they can get sick when they are not sick.

"I'll forget it." The real estate aunt said.

Su Qing asked Liu Xiaoting and Phantom Smell Writer: "Do you two want to start classes?"

"Okay." Su Qing smiled slightly, true to her word, and registered for the e-sports class on her mobile phone.

"it is good."

"You also passed this?" Gu Ran said subconsciously.

"If the patient likes it, I have no reason not to allow it." Su Qing said.

This is completely different from what she was before He Qingyan received treatment.

"Is personal attack enough?" Gu Ran asked.

"The psychiatrist can be beaten," Su Qing said.

That's what you said.

"What are you singing?" Su Qing asked the real estate aunt again softly.

"Cui Ping's "Nanping Evening Bell"."

"It was clearly sung by Tsai Qin," said the fantasy writer.

"It doesn't matter if you're Cai, right, Grandpa Writer?" the princess girl sneered, "I've also heard "Nanping Evening Bell", it was sung by Xu Xiaofeng."

"Classics never go out of style." Su Qing said while registering, "When the time comes, everyone can sing the same song with voices and singing methods from different eras, and I will accompany you."

"I can play guzheng, violin, and accompaniment," Xie Xiya said.

"I can play guitar." Gege raised her hand, "The account on Station B is 'Guitar Hero'."

Before anyone could say anything, Gege laughed first.

She said: "The mental hospital is so nice, you can talk about anything! Dr. Su, do you have a boyfriend? I see that you and Dr. Gu often flirt and have sex. Have you kissed? Are you planning to get married?" How many children do you want?”

"The flirting was because I was teaching him a lesson, but he was unconvinced and tried to quibble. When we are in a relationship, we are both doctors and work in the same office. We are not lovers, so naturally we have no plans to get married, let alone have several children. ——If you are willing to participate in the accompaniment, I will prepare a guitar for you."

"." Gege was shocked by Su Qing's serious answer.

She regained her composure and said quickly: "Don't! I'm bragging. I don't know how to play guitar, and I'm not a guitar hero. I can only play games and let others call me mother, sister, and other people's husbands and brothers."

Guitar Hero is nothing!
Isn't this better than Guitar Hero?
Su Qing looked at the old man in tug-of-war, "Get out of the hospital soon" and asked them: "What about you?"

"Tug, tug of war." said the old tug of war.

"Whether it's swimming or tug-of-war with a rope, it's not possible. It's too dangerous."

The old man in the tug-of-war stopped talking and acted as if he would no longer care about others.

Regardless of whether he was versatile in the past, now he only cares about tug of war, and occasionally he also cares about winning or losing in card games.

Su Qing didn't force him. There were already many courses. Maybe after he attended a few courses, he couldn't help but be tempted and would sign up again.

Her eyes were set on 'discharge soon'.

'Discharge soon' said: "Can I play table tennis? But it's not teaching. I want to learn."

"Okay." Su Qing registered.

So far, all the patients except the old man Tug of War have signed up for a course, and she is satisfied with the results.

At this time, Chen Ke suddenly said: "Xu Butian, can I talk to Xu Tian? I want to ask her what class she wants to teach?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Even Su Qing has forgotten Xu Tian.

Xu Butian looked at Chen Ke for two seconds and said without emotion: "Okay." Then, she looked around confusedly, and the look in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Xu Tian lowered his head and played with his fingers on his knees.

"Xu Tian." Chen Ke called softly.

All the nurses present were trembling and had goosebumps. Chen Ke's call was gentle and delicate, like fine electric sparks passing through the body.

Xu Tian glanced at her quickly and continued to lower his head.

"Do you know about teaching? Is there anything you want to share with everyone, or something you want to learn?" Chen Ke asked softly.

".No." Xu Tian replied.

"How about reading stories? Reading enough stories can improve your Chinese language performance, whether it is composition or reading comprehension."

"."

"Then let's read the story?"

Xu Tian raised his head, then lowered his head, but stopped talking.

Chen Ke smiled softly and said: "I won't let you read alone. We hold a reading club and everyone can read their favorite books to everyone."

Xu Tian said nothing.

Chen Ke looked at Su Qing, who smiled slightly and wrote on the memo on her phone: [Xu Tian-Reading Club].

She looked at the old tug-of-war man again. He was not moved, nor did he follow the crowd. He still looked like he was not prepared to talk to anyone.

In the following time, the patients were free to move around, the nurses were responsible for their care, and the doctors returned to the office.

"Send me your courses," Su Qing sat down in her seat, "I will arrange the courses."

"I decided to paint, what classes are you going to take?" He Qingyan turned around and asked Chen Ke and Gu Ran.

Chen Ke said: "I have been trying to grow flowers recently, and I want to learn gardening and build a garden with everyone."

"Su Qing is also planning to create a garden at home." He Qingyan said with a smile.

"Really?" Chen Ke laughed and looked back at Su Qing.

"I will listen carefully to Teacher Chen Ke's class." Su Qing joked.

"I'm learning!" Chen Ke was embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, "Where are you, Gu Ran?"

“When I come to Haicheng, I want to learn surfing, fishing and diving.”

"It doesn't seem like these can work indoors, right?" Chen Ke said.

"Learn the theory first," Gu Ran said.

"Isn't that boring?" He Qingyan was disgusted.

"Anyway, I want to learn. It has nothing to do with patients, nurses, and you being bored. Besides, what else can I teach? There are already people who can sing and tell stories."

"You can learn to draw." He Qingyan suggested.

"Is it ridiculous that you teach painting for one lesson and I learn painting for another? Doctor Su, is it okay if I learn the theories of surfing, diving, and fishing?" Gu Ran turned around and asked Su Qing.

"I also had no choice but to choose gardening because I had nothing to teach." Chen Ke helped.

"As long as the patient's safety is ensured, you can teach or learn whatever you want." Su Qing recognized Gu Ran's theory.

She entered her name and courses into the computer and arranged her class schedule. The setting sun outside the window shone on her body in a white coat, especially her curvy profile, as if the heaven and earth had drawn a golden line for her, making her a fairy figure.

"Qingyan, your mother is so amazing." Chen Ke said, "After using the incense I gave her last time, Xiaoting said that she felt as if she had been drugged with sweating pills when sleeping, and she would not feel depressed after waking up."

"Can Mongolian sweat medicine be compared with my mother's perfume?"

"what!"

The three of them were startled and looked at Gu Ran who suddenly screamed.

"Why are you crazy?" Su Qing asked.

"I wrote "Doctor's Diary" because I was listening to you talking and accidentally wrote down my nickname. Aunt Jing asked me to write a 5000-word review and asked me to go to the dean's office alone tomorrow."

"."

Silence is an attitude, it can be sadness, anger, or watching the fun.

Under the gaze of three female doctors who were about to burst into laughter, Gu Ran put his head in his hands and inserted his fingers into his black hair.

"Hahahaha!" He Qingyan burst into laughter.

"Who told you to write "Doctor's Diary" in a hurry?" Su Qing couldn't help laughing.

"I'm the type who likes to complete my homework in the classroom." Gu Ran said.

Moreover, Chen Ke and He Qingyan were busy chatting, and while Su Qing was arranging classes, he secretly finished "Doctor's Diary" - it was just homework for them, and they felt very happy.

It could be heard that Chen Ke and He Qingyan were chatting about Yan Hanxiang. He was distracted by listening and couldn't control his instinct and hands, so he wrote the nickname.

Having said that, Zhuang Jing reviewed too quickly.

Could it be that "Doctor's Diary" also deserves special attention? Zhuang Jing saw it as soon as he posted it?
The greatest possibility is to be seen by chance.

Gu Ran, who was forced to become good at writing reviews, suddenly realized from his grief that Zhuang Jing's purpose was not to punish, but to ask him to meet alone in the dean's office, just like Patriarch Bodhi and Sun Wukong.

In order to study the Black Dragon Dream.

Because of his rich experience, Gu Ran couldn't finish writing his review before getting off work. After all, if he reviewed a thing too much, he would have no words to use.

After get off work in the evening, after dinner, Gu Ran returned to his room, took a shower, and started writing a review.

There was no computer in the room, so he could only write by hand. As soon as he typed the words "Reflection Letter", Zhuang Jing sent a message.

[Zhuang Jing: Don’t write a review, sort out the information on Black Dragon Dream so far. Don’t speculate, just record the facts. 】

[Gu Ran: Okay]

"If you are fond of the past, you will no longer miss it~" Gu Ran hummed, sorting out Black Dragon Dream information was much easier than writing a 5000-word review.

Just delete the severe cold scent.

Gu Ran suddenly thought, should I write about Chen Ke?

If you want to write it, you have to ask Chen Ke for permission, but Chen Ke cannot know about Black Dragon Dream.

Forget it, Zhuang Jing knew about Chen Ke's situation. Sooner or later, she would let Gu Ran experiment on Chen Ke - she didn't even let Yan Hanxiang go, and it was impossible for a person with a physical and mental disability like Chen Ke to let go. .

This is also because Gu Ran only massaged the shoulders and did no harm to the experimenter, otherwise Zhuang Jing would not have done this.

Gu Ran began to write quickly, starting from Zhao Wenjie's dream.

As I was writing this, a WeChat message came from my phone.

[He Qingyan: Let’s go to the library on the third floor together? 】

[Gu Ran: I don’t have time to write a review]

[He Qingyan: Go to the third floor to write, and you can also listen to Su Qing playing the piano. After you finish, you can also look for books about surfing, diving, and fishing]

A perfect plan, Gu Ran really wants to write a review now.

[Gu Ran: Not going]

[He Qingyan: Go ahead and I’ll show you the ditch]

[Gu Ran: I really don’t want to go]

[He Qingyan: Last chance, just say go and I will show you the ditch first]

[Gu Ran: Not going]

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"Private Diary": August 20, Tuesday, night, Jinghai arrived at the Longing Villa.

Fulfill your dreams step by step - work for Aunt Jing, learn surfing, fishing and diving, flirt with female doctors and nurses at work, and go surfing, fishing and diving on weekends.

If there is anything I regret in my life, it is that I didn't agree to He Qingyan's visit to the library on the third floor today.

Ditch! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)