Chen Yu actually didn't know what Dr. Yan was thinking, but he could clearly feel that Dr. Yan's mood is getting lower and lower.

It was obvious that Dr. Yan came over to comfort him and enlighten him, but after that, Chen Yu racked his brains to think of ways to make Dr. Yan relaxed.

Different cultural backgrounds and different population personalities often present different overall personality traits.

Chen Yu used to be a Chinese. He was born with a bridge to build a bridge when encountering water. When he encountered difficult things, his first reaction was to deal with it, rather than escaping, nor was he blamed others.

After all, what is the problem that is more difficult than what their ancestors encountered?

The sky is falling!

The sky is leaking!

How many more suns are coming out!

It sounds like a catastrophe of destruction.

However, so many civilizations have records of great floods, and other civilizations basically run away with their families.

Their Chinese civilization is different.

If the sky leaks, they will make up for it.

When the sun is too high, they will shoot the sun.

I dare to do anything else, and there is no difficulty that will make them admit defeat.

So five thousand years have passed, and countless great civilizations have been buried in the dust of history. This ancient civilization is still jumping around and jumping around, full of vitality.

So Chen Yu was so tired that he was also very disappointed.

But after recovering, you can run to the next day with great energy, and you can't adjust your ability well.

Chen Yu: "You don't have to be too sad. It's useless to worry about this kind of thing that all mankind wants to worry about alone. It's better to do your own responsibility. Only after doing your part can you hear a good deed."

"Worry about all mankind? I am not so noble."

Dr. Yan smiled: "I just feel that the future is hopeless. Everyone is like crabs in a hot pot and climbing upwards. The edge of the pot seems to be right in front of you, but in fact the heating speed of the hot pot makes it far away in the sky."

"Doctor Yan..."

"Don't call me a doctor anymore."

Dr. Yan's expression was a little sad.

"From the moment I broke my oath, I was no longer worthy of being called a doctor."

——I am determined to do my best to eliminate human illnesses and pains, help health perfection, maintain the holiness and honor of medical skills, save lives and help the wounded, and pursue them unremittingly, and strive for the development of the motherland's medical and health cause and the physical and mental health of mankind for life.

He thought he could keep his promises for the rest of his life, devote all his life to saving other lives, move forward bravely and never look back...

But later he gradually became suspicious.

What's the use of what he did?

Actually, it's all useless.

He is inevitably infected with emotional diseases and is uncontrollably dragged into the abyss of emotional diseases.

These people who are recuperating in the Heart Hospital are simply dragging the pain of their lives longer.

Why do so many emotional patients choose to end their lives?

Because for them, living is really uncomfortable.

Their fear of living far exceeds their fear of death, and can even go against their nature of enjoying life and evil death.

Dr. Yan asked himself, if what he did was not for the sake of human beings being happy, but just one-sidedly maintained human life, then what is the difference between doing this and robots raising humans in those science fiction films?

Just make sure that their race is not extinct, regardless of their other life or death.

Dr. Yan: "A very simple example. If it were you, would you choose a short and pleasant life or a long and painful life?"

Chen Yu: "I...I?"

Chen Yu was asked so hard that his scalp was numb. If possible, he wanted to say something more, why could not choose to have a happy and long life?

But he cannot. When a patient is sick, he must follow him, rather than facing the patient, and beating him up, and he will compete with who is more tough.

However, although Chen Yu has always claimed to be a Chinese talent, in fact, he has a deeper writing skills, so it would be impossible for him to make a joke.

So even if literature, history and philosophy are not separated, Chen Yu can only think about how far he can go.

Nothing to enjoy life or death - this kind of problem is even harder than what to eat at noon today.

Chen Yu was still having a sharp cardiovascular disease, and Dr. Yan smiled again.

The atmosphere at this moment should be very sad and heavy, but his smile was much more than usual.

"Do I look like a member of the Shifang Organization now? Did you scare you? Actually, I'm not, but I suddenly understood their brain circuits."

"If this world is destined to be unhealthy, then just destroy it. It is better to have a short pain than long pain."

After a while, Chen Yu, who found the keywords of the Shifang Organization from the original owner's memory, commented: "It's a bit too second."

“What is secondary 2?”

Chen Yu did not give a positive answer. He didn't know how to explain this kind of online word that he used to be exclusive to the world.

After all, it seems that when I explain, I lose that feeling.

And it was not until this time that Chen Yu realized something later that he had never been to Dr. Yan's dream.

Although after many tests later, Chen Yu was able to control his dream of the person he had come into the most recently.

But when he was bored, his thoughts were floating around and he was likely to fall into other people's dreams when he was sleeping well.

But no matter what the situation was, he had never touched the edge of Dr. Yan's dream.

Chen Yu felt something was wrong.

Since he learned that the words have been useful in this world, he has consciously created some works to try to make the emotional illness-related personnel around him have a better relief effect.

It’s better not to mention other chance meetings or people who have met several times, but he has basically touched the few around him.

He wrote a good article for Aunt Wang and published it. In the cultural blog, he also specially dug out Mr. Lao She's article from his memory to help him.

He also visited Brother Li's dream. He had already written all the drafts in his notebook, and he had also started to draft articles that he wanted to help.

Only Dr. Yan, who clearly appeared in Shen Yu’s social practice activities many times, has a strong sense of existence.

But Chen Yu was dreaming, he bypassed him intentionally or unintentionally.

He is really not like a person with emotional illness, but more like a philosopher with deep thoughts.

But he, a philosopher, is not a true sage.

Therefore, generally speaking, talking to a philosopher can increase wisdom by ordinary people, but it is probably only a matter of increasing worries for him.

This is really not possible, Chen Yu's heart is heavy.
Chapter completed!