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White laboratory, white lights.

Although everything is clean and bright, there is no warmth at all.

The corners of Dr. Lu's mouth were turned up at the right angle, revealing a few white teeth.

With a hand wearing a light yellow rubber glove, he handed the syringe to me.

His skin was already whiter than that of ordinary people. It was the kind of pale that rarely saw sunlight. When illuminated by the light, it turned pale.

The smile, like the environment here, has no warmth at all.

I looked at him and shook my head: "Drugs always have side effects, and they only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. They can only alleviate the patient's symptoms but cannot cure the disease. Personally, I still support psychological counseling. Only by finding out the root cause of the patient's illness can the patient get better treatment. Real healing.”

Of course, these are just my serious nonsense, real scientific treatment methods, and they are definitely not what I said.

"Oh?" Dr. Lu's smile did not diminish, and his eyes showed interest. "Director Li is indeed a member of the mental health department. So what suggestions do you have for the treatment of Patient No. 14?"

"If Dr. Lu doesn't mind, I would like to provide psychological counseling to the patient first, and then consider whether medication is needed."

I said tentatively.

My appearance itself was very suspicious, but for some unknown reason, no one suspected my identity as a fake doctor, so I gave it a try.

Dr. Lu thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"There is still time, I can give you a chance to prove it. But..."

He opened the syringe and drew a tube of clear medicine from a vial on the tray.

"The patient's bipolar disorder is very serious and he may go crazy at any time. He must be controlled, otherwise it will be detrimental to Director Li's safety."

As he spoke, he wiped Mrs. Han's arm with an alcohol cotton ball.

The needle tip is inserted into the blood vessel, and the medicine is slowly injected.

"Okay, you can take the person back to the ward and have one hour of counseling time."

The syringe and medicine bottle were thrown into the trash can, and Dr. Lu waved his hand to me.

I didn't expect that he would actually agree.

Why give me an hour?

Maybe, he will take action in an hour, so he doesn't care what I will say to Mrs. Han.

Then I must hurry up.

I thanked her, pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, and helped Mrs. Han sit on it.

"Can you ask Nurse Xiao Lan to come over and help me?" Seeing Nurse Lan's embarrassment, I asked more cautiously.

"I'm afraid not, she is mine." Dr. Lu shook his head, his tone was unpleasant and low-pitched, but there was no doubt about it.

His people?

I was stunned. Did he like this little nurse?

Nurse Lan was also a little confused, and looked at Dr. Lu blankly with her eyes wide open.

I pushed my wheelchair toward the door.

"Doctor Lu, I want to go help Director Li." Nurse Lan's weak voice came from behind.

Seeing Dr. Lu's eyes turning towards her, she quickly added: "The head nurse said that I have a lot to learn, and I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Dr. Lu's brows wrinkled slightly, and then his expression returned to a calm expression.

"Originally, I wanted to promote you to be my deputy. In this case, I can't force you. You can make your own decision."

"Thank you Dr. Lu!"

Nurse Lan felt like she was being pardoned. After thanking her repeatedly, she hurriedly followed me, signaling with her eyes that I should leave quickly.

We left the laboratory quickly.

"Nurse Lan, take the patient back first, and I'll report the situation to the director first."

The door to the office was open, and the dean inside was restless.

I strode in and helped him up from the chair.

"Dean, I'm going to provide psychological counseling to the patient. Didn't you say you want to supervise me? Please come with me."

After helping the dean out of the office, I smiled and nodded to Dr. Lu opposite me, and then quickly led the dean to the ward.

Nurse Blue is right in front, pushing a wheelchair.

The wheelchair rotated on the plastic floor, making a slight creaking sound.

Dr. Lu stood at the door of the laboratory, watching us coldly until we all entered Ward 14.

When the door closed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Han was put back on the hospital bed with her eyes closed tightly. She was much older and haggard, and no longer as graceful and elegant as she once was.

"Director Li, what are you going to do? What do you need from me?"

Nurse Blue looked at me and asked.

"I will ask Patient No. 14 some questions. You can help me pay attention to her reaction." I said, pushing the dean onto the chair and forcing him to sit down.

"Okay." Nurse Lan nodded simply and took out a pen and paper from her pocket.

I took out a red pill and fed it to Mrs. Han.

After more than two minutes, she shook her eyelids and woke up.

"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, send me out, send me out!" This was the first thing she said when she opened her mouth.

He was weak and his voice was weak, but the urgent anxiety in his eyes was unstoppable.

"Mrs. Han, calm down first. Yelling will not help your situation. Instead, it will make your mental condition look bad."

I looked at her calmly and said.

Mrs. Han gasped feebly, tears fell from the corners of her old eyes, and her bloodless lips kept trembling.

"Don't worry, I am a conscientious doctor. I will make an objective judgment on your condition. I will not just listen to other people's rumors. I also need your own understanding of yourself."

I said to her with some meaning in my words.

"This is related to whether you can leave the hospital. Please tell the truth without reservation."

Mrs. Han was stunned for a moment, as if she heard the implication of my words, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her desperate eyes.

"me"

"There's no rush, we have half an hour, let's talk slowly."

Mrs. Han swallowed, moistened her dry throat, calmed down a little, and said, "I'm really not crazy."

"Well, patients say so, how do you prove it?" I nodded.

"This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy by the Han family to devour the last bit of the Tang family's property!" Mrs. Han gritted her teeth.

"Mrs. Han, I think you know better than me what the Han family's status is in Dongzhou City. Half of Dongzhou City is their property, is it necessary to take advantage of your property?" I asked.

"Why do you think the Han family has become a giant in Dongzhou City in just twenty years?" Mrs. Han smiled weakly and disdainfully.

"I married Han Zehai purely because of the family marriage. When our two families started to cooperate, they used all means to devour my Tang family's property."

"Over the years, my Tang family has almost disappeared in Dongzhou."

"Now, they won't even let go of the last thing in my hand!"

I raised my eyebrows: "What is it?"

Mrs. Han took a deep breath.

“Many years ago, my parents bought a piece of land in the suburbs.”

"The location is remote and has no commercial value. I just want to build a house there after retirement because the environment there is better."

"I even wanted to be buried there a hundred years later. So they put that piece of land in my name."

"Unexpectedly, just a few years after I married into the Han family, they died in depression because their property was swallowed up by the Han family. I was heartbroken. If it weren't for the fact that I had a child in my belly, I would have followed them."

"I no longer care about the Han family's affairs. I buried my parents on that land and visit them often."

"That piece of land is just one of my thoughts. But now, the Han family wants to take away even this little thought!"