Chapter 399 Strange Woman
"Doctor Fu, you are really great, amazing!" Su He couldn't help but sigh.
How come her man is so awesome!
In this backward era, Dr. Fu has already begun studying these.
"So now, are you still participating in some experimental research?" Su He asked again.
Fu Tinghua shook his head and said, "Yes, and no."
"What do you mean?"
"If my supervisor has a project that interests him, he would ask me to join in. But I'm too far away and can't stay in the lab every day." Fu Tinghua also felt a little regretful.
But he has no choice now. Things have developed like this in Wencheng. It is really not easy for him to go back to the laboratory.
In fact, his mentor wanted him to stay, but he didn't.
First, he didn't like staying in the laboratory. It was too closed and too depressing. Fu Tinghua didn't like that kind of atmosphere very much.
He was a man of few words, and Fu Tinghua instinctively felt that staying in such an environment would cause irreparable damage to his body and mind.
He is a doctor and knows his own physical condition best.
Kyoto is densely populated and prosperous, but he wants to return to Wencheng to make a contribution to this city.
His family and mentor are all here, and Fu Tinghua also wants to return to a place closer to them and show his filial piety to them.
But I never expected that I would make so much money from a task assigned to me by my mentor.
Moreover, the tutor has also applied for this patent for himself.
"You prefer to use a scalpel, right?" Su He leaned close to Fu Tinghua's ear and asked.
"Well, you guessed right. My hands are born to hold a scalpel." Fu Tinghua replied with a smile.
"Then I was born to do business." Su He said with a hint of pride.
"Yes, you are the best."
After Fu Tinghua said this, his hand slowly slid towards Su He's waist.
Both of them have been busy as dogs recently and haven't asked for anything for a long time.
Su He blushed a little, but luckily they turned off the lights when they went to bed at night, so Dr. Fu couldn't see her blushing.
"Hmm? Is it okay? Are you tired?" Fu Tinghua asked and started biting Su He's ear.
He was still asking, but his hands had already started to become restless.
"You're so annoying."
Su He pushed Fu Tinghua gently, a little shyly, but without using much force.
I have to ask her every time if she wants it, how should she answer?
But then he heard Fu Tinghua's muffled laugh. That laugh was extremely pleasant to the ear, with a little bit of hoarseness, which made Su He feel numb.
"Okay, I won't ask next time." Fu Tinghua's posture changed at this moment, and he had pressed Su He under him.
The night is very alluring.
The next day, Fu Tinghua was in high spirits when he went to work.
When colleagues saw Fu Tinghua, they couldn't help but say, "Vice President, you look in a good mood today."
Fu Tinghua smiled faintly and said nothing, but it was obvious that he was in a good mood.
There was no surgery this morning, so the dean arranged a patient from Kyoto for him, saying she was the wife of a high-ranking official, and asked him to be careful with his words.
This lady lost her son when she was young, so she seemed to have always been a little mentally abnormal.
This time I came to see the heart.
Because of her bad mental state, her heart had been affected. The lady said that she always felt heart pain, but she went to many hospitals in Kyoto and they all said that there was nothing wrong with her heart.
Her family said they wanted to see if Fu Tinghua could solve the problem.
Fu Tinghua sometimes feels helpless about the patients that the dean assigns to him.
At first glance, it's a mental illness, not a real heart attack.
He is a surgeon, but he can't solve people's mental illnesses.
Although I took psychology courses at school, it was not my major.
At most, you can observe some of the psychological activities of the person in front of you and guess what the person opposite is thinking.
However, Fu Tinghua felt that he was still unable to treat a person with mental illness.
The person who came this time might really be of an extraordinary status. The dean actually arranged someone in his office and asked Fu Tinghua to go over and help look after him.
Fu Tinghua was a little helpless, but he guessed that this person was not ordinary and the dean could not afford to offend him.
After pushing open the door, Fu Tinghua saw a back figure.
A woman dressed very elegantly, with her hair loose, was looking out the window with her back to the door. Fu Tinghua didn't know what she looked like.
Hearing the door open, the woman turned around.
The two looked at each other. The lady looked at Fu Tinghua with gentle eyes, and you couldn't tell at all that she was a person with a mental illness.
"Hello." Fu Tinghua spoke first to greet.
The lady looked at Fu Tinghua, her face pale, her eyes red, and she was so excited that she couldn't speak.
Fu Tinghua didn't quite understand why her mood changed so quickly in an instant, but she still said politely: "Hello, my name is Fu Tinghua, and I'm the doctor you made an appointment with."
The person on the other side opened his mouth and finally said, "Fu... Fu Tinghua? This is, this is your name?"
She did look a little unwell. I couldn't tell from her back just now, but now that I looked closely at her face, I could tell that she was dazed and looked tired, which was probably caused by lack of rest.
"Let's sit down and talk." Fu Tinghua gestured to the lady to sit down first.
"Okay." The lady's eyes never left Fu Tinghua's face, and she kept staring at Fu Tinghua.
Even though he had met many women who were obsessed with his face, this was the first time he met someone who had never taken his eyes off his face.
Some people come to make an appointment with him under the guise of seeing a doctor, but in the end they just come to see his face. There are many such people, but this is the first time I have met someone so blatant.
The point is, she is already that old.
Fu Tinghua was a little impatient. He had a lot of patients, and even more were waiting for his surgery. He didn't have time to come here to deal with a patient with a mental illness, which was something he was not good at.
After Fu Tinghua said the third sentence to the woman in front of him and received no response, Fu Tinghua finally couldn't help it.
"Madam, if you are here to see a doctor, then you are always welcome. But my medical skills are limited. Mental illnesses must be cured from the source. The person who tied the bell must untie it, so I guess I can't help you with your problem."
After Fu Tinghua said this, he wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him hurriedly stopped Fu Tinghua's action and started chatting with him about this and that.
"Fu... Doctor Fu, where are you from? How old are you? What are your parents' names?"
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