"This ...... We're here to see Dr. Xiao today, and we can't take your credit. The doctor who said it had a hint of embarrassment on his face, he originally wanted to see Xiao Yifei make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that stealing chickens would not make a fool of himself, but would make them unable to pull their faces in front of Xiao Yifei.

Xiao Yifei remembered that there was a record in the medical book left by his grandfather, which said that a man in the prime of life watched the scene of criminals beheading Sou in the square of his town, and since then he has not been able to eat and does not want to do anything.

In fact, this disease was originally mental, but the long-term mental depression led to problems with the body organs. Modern psychology has studied this specially, and it should be regarded as a kind of psychological trauma, just like a retired taxi Bing can easily suffer from post-war psychological trauma and other diseases.

Therefore, Xiao Yifei asked this patient if he had experienced some major events in the past six months, or whether he had been greatly stimulated mentally.

He said that he had not had it in the last six months, but he had divorced his wife a year ago. And then he lived alone for the rest of the day. He said that he was still a little unaccustomed to the divorce when he first got married, but then he slowly recovered mentally, but who would have thought that now there are physical problems again.

Xiao Yifei thought, then that's right, sometimes the mind and the body are not synchronized, just like this person's illness, in fact, the cause is because he has experienced a series of emotional changes, although he has long recovered, but the body has just gotten this answer, so there will be such a disease that cannot find any cause.

On Saturday, he finally didn't have to get up early, and at nine o'clock, Xiao Yifei finally woke up, but he didn't get up. The room was warm, and the sunlight shone only a faint light through the thick curtains. Xiao Yifei lay on the bed and happily thought that being able to sleep until he woke up naturally every day and then stayed in bed for a while was simply one of the happiest things in his life.

The other two were still asleep, and after a busy week, only now they could relax completely, so neither of them wanted to break the good Saturday morning.

It feels like there are some similarities between the bed and the train, from the moment we fall asleep in bed at night until we wake up the next day, we can pretend to ignore the things that worry us, and we can talk about these things until tomorrow morning, so we can sleep peacefully.

The same is true of trains, Xiao Yifei's favorite of all means of transportation is trains, and he especially misses the green train that has now stopped running.

He remembers his first train ride when he was 17 years old, when he was going to report from college. Originally, his grandfather hoped that he could take a plane, but because he had to change trains if he took a plane, and there happened to be a direct train from home to school, Xiao Yifei bought a train ticket despite his grandfather's objections.

At that time, the green train was actually quite good, when Xiao Yifei looked at the map at that time, the distance from home to school was only a short point, but he sat on that train for a whole day and a night, twenty-four hours. When I got off the train, I felt like my whole leg was no longer my own.

But I have to say that it was the best train he remembered, and he was extremely excited along the way, including the excitement of taking the train for the first time, and more of the yearning for a new life in college.

Later, he took a plane and a boat, but his favorite thing was the train, and he felt that every time he was on the train, he could temporarily get away from everything in the mortal world, whether it was happy or worried, he could temporarily forget about the exam in three days and the internship in a month.

It was one of the few times when Xiao Yifei could think about nothing, and he felt as if he hadn't lived that carefree life since he started the fourth grade of primary school, and it seemed that there were always various things waiting for him to solve every day.

Every time he sits on the train, Xiao Yifei always fantasizes about how good it would be if this train had no end, so he kept going, and he didn't know where it would go, he sometimes thought about it when he sat on the bus, but the bus was too short, and before he could finish his fantasy, the car arrived at the station.

Xiao Yifei's personality is still more negative, I don't know if he was born like this, or because he has read a lot of more mature books since he was a child, such as Dream of Red Mansions, he read it several times when he was in elementary school, in fact, books have a great impact on a person's personality.

He often wondered if it weren't for my grandfather, I probably wouldn't be a doctor, so what would I be, but he couldn't imagine what he could do other than be a doctor. If he lived in ancient times, he would actually be happy to be a hermit and live the kind of life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan", but modern society does not allow such a life.

He has always felt that the life of a hermit is extraordinarily beautiful, the kind of life that works at sunrise and rests at sun. I ran to the foot of Nanshan Mountain, built two or three rooms, clocked some flowers and plants in the front yard, willows or something, and raised a few chickens and dogs in the backyard. Then once in a while, I go to the lake to catch a fish or something.

I don't know if it's because the ancient poets deliberately beautified their lives when they wrote poems, or if their days were originally so beautiful. Every time Xiao Yifei reads those poems, he has to sigh that these sentences are really amazing.

Just like his favorite poem, "A thousand mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand people disappear." Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. "This kind of scene can't be depicted in words, Xiao Yifei can't do it anyway, but this great poet has done it.

There is a lake between the mountains, it snows in winter, and as far as the eye can see, it is all white, and there is no creature in sight, but there is also an old man, who takes a lonely boat by himself, fishes in the center of the lake, or warms a pot of wine, accompanied by the wine in front of him, and tastes it slowly.

Xiao Yifei also wants to live such a life. But now such an idea can only be regarded as a dream, and maybe when he retires in the future, he can do it.

You can go to a small mountain village with particularly beautiful scenery and live the life of his ideals.

still has to go back to real life, Xiao Yifei feels that he is not suitable for a modern society at all, he is very untalkative many times, if no one takes the initiative to talk to him, he can actually not say a word for a day.

He feels that it is very tiring to speak, especially on some important occasions, when he meets some important people, he often does not know what to say, and every time he says it, he repeats it several times in his brain, and he has to always remember whether what he says makes the other party happy.

In fact, being able to speak is an innate ability, many people, from a young age to show amazing language talent, grow up, even more amazing, they face many moments, often do not think about to know what to say, they know how to say others to be happy.

Society simply divides people's personality into two parts, extroverts and introverts, but in fact, in today's society, it is very unfair to introverts.

(End of chapter)