Please Answer 2020

Chapter 86 Psychology
The wound is neither big nor small. The reason for going to the hospital to see a doctor is that the treatment may be better without leaving scars.

South Korea has many small clinics and limited large hospitals.

Small clinics are all privately run, and nationally recognized clinics are generally named after departments, such as Korea Gynecology, Xinchuan Ophthalmology, etc.

Generally, there are clinics two steps away, and the clinics are concentrated in a group of buildings, such as building A, where the ophthalmology department is on the first floor, the otolaryngology department is on the second floor, and the gynecology department is on the third floor, etc.

There will be a pharmacy in the building, and the prescriptions prescribed by the clinic must be picked up in the pharmacy, that is, the separation of medicines.

But this building is not a hospital, and each clinic has its own owner.

There is a cluster of clinics just nearby.

Cheng Qian'an and the two left the TV station building, but at this moment, Park Zhiyong's cell phone rang.

"Now? But I have something to do and I can't go now. Cheng Qian'an hurt his hand, why should he be so anxious, we'll talk about it later!"

Pu Zhiyong said to the other end of the phone impatiently, and hung up without listening to the next voice on the other end of the phone.

"Come here suddenly?" Cheng Qian'an asked curiously.

"The score is wrong, let me go back and adjust it, but how can I go there now."

Park Zhiyong shook his head to explain, and glanced at his wound.

"It's okay, I appreciate your kindness, this wound is nothing, I can just go and see it myself, don't make any more unpleasant things at the last moment.

Besides, if I don't go to see a doctor, the wound will be healed soon. "

Cheng Qian'an comforted, and finally made a joke.

Work is work. Although the dubbing tasks are sometimes tight and sometimes loose, this is usually when they have time to wander around, but it is still their fault when they are strictly investigated.

Pu Zhiyong was short-tempered just now, so he didn't think much about it, but now that he thinks about it, he has a hesitant expression on his face.

"Go back quickly, I'm not a three-year-old kid."

Cheng Qian'an urged.

"Then I'll go back first."

Seeing that he really didn't mind, Pu Zhiyong explained a few words and hurried back to the studio.

Mingjing Nan lowered his head, bit his lips lightly, and sat on a chair, facing a doctor in a white coat.

"Can't take medicine to solve it?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly.

"The best thing to do is to go back and have a good rest, relax, get regular therapy and especially not too much activity is advised.

According to your situation, if you insist on going on, the condition will only continue to worsen, and even lead to more serious consequences. "

The doctor deliberated for a long time based on the question just now, and finally gave a suggestion.

This is a well-known private psychological clinic with good confidentiality and a good reputation of doctors.

They have been in regular treatment since Mingjing Minan's psychological problems began to show signs.

But since I found something wrong last night, I didn't bring it up according to the usual appointment time, so I rushed here today.

Although the doctor's answer was a bit tactful, it almost put a big cross on Nai Nan's idea of ​​participating in the tour.

"Thank you doctor."

After the end, sana thanked the doctor sincerely. Seeing that Najing Nan beside her had a wrong expression, she held her hand tightly.

The atmosphere became quiet and heavy.

"I feel sorry for the members."

Halfway through the corridor, Mingjing Nan said this in a low voice, and the tears couldn't help dripping down again, and began to wipe away the tears.

"Don't think so."

Sana said this softly, picked up the paper and carefully wiped her tears.

Recently, Mingjing Nan's mood is particularly fragile, and she often sheds tears because of small things or inexplicable things.

Seeing the curious eyes of passers-by, Sana hugged Najing Nan to block the sight of others.

"The body is the most important thing."

Minami, who calmed down a little under Sana's caring words, adjusted her mentality and pulled a smile on her face.

"never mind."

Sana stroked her back and said softly, "Let's go back to the dormitory."

Holding Mingjing Nan's hand tightly, the two walked towards the elevator step by step.

Cheng Qian'an walked in the direction of the building that Pu Zhiyong told him.

The building is not too high, about seven or eight floors, and there are signs on each floor.

Surgery, Dermatology, Internal Medicine, Psychiatry and more.

Cheng Qian'an found the floor where the surgery department belonged, found the nurse at the front desk, and lined up according to the procedure.

Fortunately, it was a working day, just after noon, and there were not too many people.

There was a smell of disinfectant in the corridor, the lights were bright, and the environment was quiet, only nurses passing by in a hurry and family members talking in low voices.

Cheng Qian'an knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Scratched by what?"

"How long has it been?"

The doctor asked a few simple questions, made a simple bandage, and prescribed a prescription.

The process is simple and quick, no nonsense.

Cheng Qian'an was a little bit tongue-tied looking at the price.

Very expensive.

Cheng Qian'an stepped out of the consultation room, looked around a few times, and walked to the elevator.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has come to a Korean hospital. The last time he saw doctor Yaohan during the soundtrack process, this is more or less a step in advance to familiarize himself with the process.

Ding.

With a crisp sound, the elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.

On one side of the inside stood two girls who were tightly wrapped and bowed their heads together.

Cheng Qian'an glanced casually, didn't pay much attention, and stood in front of them.

Minami glanced cautiously through the brim of the hat at the back of the figure standing in front and lowered her head.

Ok?
Najing Nan slowly raised his face again, staring at the person in front of him.

It seems a little familiar.

　Thank you Dianbao for the 500 point reward that is my eternal belief.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)