Crazy Psychologist

Gu Yiping shook his head in frustration.

Pan Jing couldn't bear her curiosity and quietly stood at the door to eavesdrop. She heard every word.

Pan Jing was so frightened that his lover who had been together for so many years had such weird thoughts.

"No doctor would do such an operation."

"So you plan to do it yourself? The slipping while cleaning the fish tank, the fracture while running, etc. are all fake, right? They were all caused by yourself?"

"Yes, even the traumatic brain injury five years ago was because I thought of a way to fix my feet on the battery car, and then"

"You want to tear this leg off with the speed at which the electric car starts?"

"Yes, sometimes this disgust is very strong, and I will make some plans and try to destroy it myself. But that day I failed, and the back of my head was on an iron frame."

"That fish tank time was your second attempt?"

"Yes, I saw someone use ice cubes to completely numb their legs, and then use a tourniquet to tie their thighs, causing extensive injuries to their legs."

"So the doctor can complete the amputation for you when you get to the hospital?"

"I guess so, that's what it is, I have to try it, can you understand what it feels like? No, you can't understand, having to remove this leg from your body no matter what."

"I understand." Muchun said honestly.

"How can you possibly understand, but can you say that you want to hear the truth?"

Muchun nodded and stood against the wall, looking a little tired.

Shen Zifeng saw Pan Jing in the corridor. He no longer had the previous anger and annoyance. He just stood there with an expression on his face full of uneasiness and sadness. His bright eyes lost their luster and were replaced by tears swirling in his eyes.

He originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he was moved by uneasiness and walked over.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zifeng asked concernedly while holding the medicine box.

Originally, there was no need for him to be so concerned about Pan Jing. After all, just a few days ago, this family member pointed at his nose and said that his treatment for her husband's leg injury was getting worse.

But now, Shen Zifeng looked at Pan Jing and felt that this girl with twin ponytails was shaky and almost unsteady. He was really worried that Pan Jing would suddenly fall to the ground, so he involuntarily stopped and stood beside her. beside.

"The truth is, doctor, you might not believe it if you tell me.

I am really happy, very happy. This is the happiest moment in my life.

The first time I told another person that he didn't want my left leg, I thought I could only take it to the coffin. Who would believe such a thing? Who would believe that a person wanted to saw off his own leg? He will definitely be regarded as a lunatic. "

"You have to know that this is very dangerous, and if it involves amputation, there will be very strict standards. After all, it is only one leg. People only have two legs, not a third."

"No, look at those who are missing one leg, they are the real people, the real beauty. You can't understand, I simply can't understand why humans have this extra leg."

Mu Chun was also a little hesitant. Although he knew that Gu Yiping's extreme crazy behavior had neurological reasons, Mu Chun was still surprised when Gu Yiping said that he was disgusted with all left legs. .

It's a bit beyond the outline.

There are indeed many problems for mankind, but in this era there are not so many people dedicated to treating these patients. However, such things are just like the development of an industry, and there is no need to rush.

"Doctor, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Gu Yiping said earnestly, his voice was a little hoarse, and the happiness just now had disappeared, leaving only a hoarse pleading voice.

"You are a doctor, and you understand my situation. You know that I cannot live like a normal person in this situation. Please do me a favor. Is it possible to help me remove this leg?"

"No. Absolutely not."

Muchun and Gu Yiping were startled by Pan Jing who suddenly broke in.

Shen Zifeng, who was behind Pan Jing, shrugged his shoulders, as if to say that he didn't know what was going on.

"Doctor, we trust you so much, but we didn't expect you to confuse patients."

Pan Jing's anger was directed at Muchun.

"You asked me to find pictures of previous injuries and investigate our injuries five years ago. In the final analysis, you are trying to shirk the responsibility of the hospital. You have deliberately planned to go around in such a big circle, and finally you want to trick my husband into amputation. What are your intentions? .Where is your medical ethics? Where is your conscience?"

Muchun couldn't argue, he simply didn't argue.

She had obviously told Pan Jing about this disease in the outpatient clinic before, so why did she say back now that the doctor had tricked her husband into amputation?

A woman's mind itself is a textbook!

Muchun shook his head.

Shen Zifeng walked around the wheelchair and walked to Muchun, lowering his voice and asking, "What's going on? What happened? Why are you talking about amputation?"

"I've heard of the tricks of the psychosomatic department. You have a technique called hypnosis. Did you just hypnotize my husband? Now he's talking about amputation. You are evil and trying to control people. The idea of ​​instilling such thoughts of self-harm into patients is simply extremely sinister."

Unexpectedly, Pan Jing turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. The weak and helpless look he had in the corridor just now had completely disappeared, replaced by something sharp and ferocious.

Shen Zifeng tugged on Muchun's arm anxiously, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing, let me explain."

This sentence was said very loudly, and Gu Yiping suddenly shouted. Pan Jing calmed down, her face flushed, her makeup was stained with tears, and she didn't even think of wiping it with a tissue.

"Don't say it, Doctor Shen. There was no medical error, it was me."

Pan Jing suddenly threw himself on Gu Yiping and shouted, "Don't say it, don't say it, don't, husband, don't say it."

Gu Yiping gently hugged Pan Jing's shoulders, choked and speechless.

"Isn't that spatial neglect?" Shen Zifeng asked quietly, "Let me see that picture."

Muchun took out the paper he asked Gu Yiping to draw from his pocket.

"Everything is complete, so it's not [hemispatial neglect]?"

Muchun shook his head, "No, it's [Body Integrity Identity Disorder]."

"I don't want this leg. Honey, I'm sorry. I have to say it. Maybe the doctor can understand my difficulty, and maybe they can help me amputate this hateful leg. I really can't stand it anymore. If this continues I feel like I’m either going crazy or I’m going to kill myself.”

"No, we can treat it. Right, isn't this a psychosomatic department? Wanting to amputate your legs is also a psychosomatic disease, right? Can it be treated?"