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Chapter 135 135. Interview

The other party pushed open the door and entered.

Qiao Mu saw that this was a short woman wearing slightly formal business attire. She looked like she had just graduated from school.

Oh, interns, they should be current students.

Qiao Mu didn't understand the system of medical students, so he decided to be cautious in his words and actions.

"Hello, Dr. Hao, I am Cheng Shuangjiang, a psychiatrist here to intern."

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, not daring to look directly at Qiao Mu, but she couldn't help but steal a glance.

I was quite confused inside.

Because she remembered that when she saw the introduction before, Dr. Hao should be a standard middle-aged man in his forties, but the doctor sitting in front of her now seemed to be in his early twenties, and he was handsome and handsome. He said he was going to There is no problem with filming idol dramas.

Is there something wrong with the way I opened it?

Cheng Shuangjiang was curious.

Moreover, it was obviously broad daylight, but the curtains were closed in this room, making it slightly dark and uncomfortable.

When Qiao Mu heard this, he realized that the psychiatrist was the same as him.

To be precise, he is a psychiatrist who considers himself a psychiatrist, the kind who does not have a medical license.

However, Qiao Mu felt that it was necessary for him to learn some knowledge about psychological counseling and psychological construction, mainly so that he could have a way to deal with it if his fellow travelers went crazy due to pollution in the future.

Feeling interested, Qiao Mu knocked on the table.

"Please sit down and let's do some simple interviews."

"Huh? Interview?"

Cheng Shuangjiang subconsciously wanted to say that there was an interview session without notice before, but then he thought that saying it directly would be a suicide, so he had no choice but to sit down.

Fortunately, she had learned in advance that Dr. Hao's specialty was surgery, psychology and spirituality, and he probably wasn't very good at it. This interview was probably just a formality.

Strangely enough, her supervisor asked her to come here as an intern, but it seemed that the previous psychiatrist in this private clinic had resigned directly, and there was no handover process. Moreover, it was very abnormal for a private clinic to have a psychological counseling department. If it wasn't for graduation, Cheng Shuangjiang would definitely not agree to come.

When Qiao Mu saw the other party sitting down, he also pretended to take out a notebook, opened it casually, and picked up the pen, like an interviewer.

As expected of me, it’s perfect.

He showed off his acting skills in textbook dramas that were praised by his Chinese teacher.

"Because as you know, this is a rather special hospital, so our interview process will not follow the conventional routine. Let's simulate a consultation."

Qiao Mu decided to take a preemptive strike and not take the usual path to avoid exposing himself.

"ah?"

Cheng Shuangjiang didn't understand. This was not an exam. Would he be fired if he had problems with the simulated diagnosis?

But since the other party said it, she could only do it.

In the medical circle, seniority is still very serious, and it also involves the intertwining of teachers. If you offend some big shots, you will be punished really badly.

"Then let's get started."

Qiao Mu pondered for a while, recalled the mentally ill patients and people suffering from mental illness that he had encountered before, and began to act.

"Doctor, I feel terrible."

"Can I help you in any way?"

Cheng Shuangjiang straightened his body and asked gently.

"I can often hear people talking, and they are talking in my head, chattering without stopping."

Qiao Mu said sincerely.

"?"

Cheng Shuangjiang was stunned for a moment, thinking that the simulated symptoms were quite specific. She thought about it and said.

"Can you tell who these are talking to and what they are saying?"

"I know it's my heart, lungs, stomach and intestines that are talking. They say a lot. For example, my heart is telling me to stop teasing the children."

Qiao Mu told the truth.

"Well, your situation is also there."

Cheng Shuangjiang didn't know what kind of medicine Qiao Mu was selling in the gourd. She hesitated for a moment before she spoke.

"Are these words what you have thought about before? Have you had similar thoughts before, but you have not implemented them, so you have been thinking about them all the time?"

"What do you think?"

Qiao Mu asked, but he did not look at Cheng Shuangjiang, but lowered his head and looked at his chest.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

In Qiao Mu's chest, words with the same voice as his suddenly came.

"?"

Cheng Shuangjiang looked at Qiao Mu's face and then at his chest.

D?

She's a little messy.

thump--

At this time, something made a sound at the curtain behind Qiao Mu and fell to the ground.

Cheng Shuangjiang looked over and found that it seemed to be a person. From the hem of the curtain, he could see exposed hands, shoes, and half of his face.

"Uh, please."

Cheng Shuangjiang suddenly had a scene from a novel he had read in his mind. A thief sneaked into the office of a company executive and wanted to steal something. As a result, the executive was actually in the office. The thief accidentally knocked the executive unconscious. When he was about to escape, a new secretary knocked on the door and came in. When the thief saw that he did not know the senior executive, he pretended to be a senior executive, reviewed the documents brought by the secretary, and issued orders.

The irony is that after the thief escaped, he was found by people sent by the executives some time later. He originally thought that a disaster was imminent, but later the thief learned that the decisions he made while reviewing the documents actually made the company already stretched thin. The company came back to life and made a lot of money, so the executives sent people to find the thief at the time and invited him to come back as an investment consultant.

Could it be that I am encountering this situation now?

Thinking about it carefully, he was clearly introduced as an old doctor in his forties, but the person sitting in front of him now was so young, which was really strange.

"It's the general teacher."

Qiao Mu cleared her throat and spoke.

"ah?"

Cheng Shuangjiang felt that he had said "Huh?" too many times today.

The body teacher is the body donated for medical purposes, in other words, the corpse.

"You know, generalist teachers are very precious. One happened to be delivered to our clinic today, and you came before I could take care of it."

Qiao Mu said seriously.

He immediately opened the curtains, picked up the person who fell on the ground, and placed him on the examination bed.

"Is this a physical education teacher?"

Cheng Shuangjiang's pupils trembled, and he pointed at the body of the person lying on the hospital bed.

"But he's still breathing!"

The man's chest was rising and falling, obviously breathing.

"This is a very new type of general teacher. It is used to simulate first aid scenarios, so it is equipped with breathing and blood circulation functions. Of course, it can also stop."

Qiao Mu said, pressing the man's chest, preparing to stop his breathing with physical means.

"Wait a minute, people will really die!"

Cheng Shuangjiang immediately stopped Qiao Mu.

"There is no way. Today's young people are really poor at accepting new things. Let me demonstrate that people can still live even without their heart and lungs."

As Qiao Mu spoke, he reached into his collar, took out the heart and lungs one by one, and placed them on the table.

"look."

He showed a sunny and cheerful smile.