The Death Knell

"Actually, during the conversation, Old Vic thought that he had the upper hand." Harley walked forward at a brisk pace while explaining her tactics to Diana and Kara: "This is his territory, and he thinks that He is the doctor here and we are guests from outside, so he has the home field advantage."

"But you've gone too far, he's just a patient." Diana sighed, there was nothing she could do against Harry. Exhibitionism is indeed disgusting, but Old Vic actually provided help to everyone. He informed everyone of Reggie Long's situation and took out the medical records.

But just because he was unwilling to lead the way, Harley used psychological warfare to destroy him, which felt a bit cruel.

"No, Xiao Dai, just because he thinks he has a dominant position and we don't dare to lie to him, so he will believe my words deeply and enter a world of self-doubt, self-denial, self-recognition, and self-reshaping. In the process, psychologically speaking, this is a type of shock therapy, which aims to cure him by giving him maximum mental stimulation."

Holding the red skirt and spinning it in a circle, Harley leaned on Deathstroke's shoulder with a smile, and she said lightly:

"I think I should have cured him, but his psychosexual disorder still exists and he may not be able to work in the future."

"This is not a topic that a lady should talk about in public." Diana patted the mantra lasso around her waist and warned: "That's it for now, I don't want to hear it anymore. If you keep talking about these things, I will kill you. You tie them up."

"I'm not a lady to begin with. As for tying up, it's a pity that it's getting dark soon. Can we play at night?" Harley wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she lay down next to the heroine and blew on her ears: "When the time comes, let's Two playing with little bees"

Diana's ears turned red. She pushed Harry away and walked quickly to the front of the team as if in a race, choosing to escape.

Harley sighed and spread her hands towards Deathstroke to show that she had tried her best. Xiao Dai obviously did not accept new tricks.

"Don't just think about this, you have to read the medical records." Su Ming put his arms around her tender shoulders and pressed a kiss on the top of her head: "Reggie Long's mental problem is very serious. You need to think about how to treat it first." , using the fastest and most effective method.”

Hearing what Little Bee said, Harley also suppressed her smile. She pushed up her glasses with her beautiful hands and carefully looked through the medical records in her hands as she walked.

This is a thick observation record, recording the events and changes that occurred every day during the patient's more than half a year in the hospital. It is very detailed and true, and Old Vic's handwriting is actually good.

In the doctor's profession, 'good' means that it can be recognized by ordinary people. You must know that Harley's own handwriting is like ghost characters, and even Batman sometimes can't understand it.

According to records, Reggie Long was in a state of severe depression most of the time. He cried silently or talked to himself for 23 hours a day, and even cried and talked in his sleep even when he fell asleep.

Starting from the time period from 23 o'clock to 0 o'clock at night, the closer it is to 0 o'clock, the more manic he will be. During this time period, he will show aggression, time cognitive impairment, spatial cognitive impairment, and identity cognition. disorders, and a host of rabies-like symptoms.

If a bell rings at midnight, he will immediately go into shock and enter a state of deep sleep for several hours, laughing crazily in his dreams, only to return to a state of severe depression when he wakes up, and so on.

He has no ability to communicate with the outside world. He seems to be severely autistic and only lives in his own world.

Harley quickly summarized a lot of details about the condition, but at the end, she sighed and just said:

"The most severe form of bipolar disorder. There are other problems. There is no way to save him. Just wait for death. I'll take my leave."

"Hey, play jokes in moderation. Don't really leave." Su Ming hooked her neck and hugged her shoulders again: "You have treated similar patients. The North Star I brought you last time is not Are you a patient with bipolar disorder?"

Lorna is doing very well now. She is having a great time in Black Robe Universe. When we contacted her not long ago, she was happily shopping.

Let alone outsiders, let Magneto see her in her current state. She is an optimistic and cheerful girl.

"It's not the same thing, dear Honey." Harley bit her red lips and shook her head slightly: "Although these two statements are actually the same disease, different patients naturally have different severity of the disease. Just It’s like someone who has the flu and doesn’t feel it, but someone who has the flu and dies.”

"I know something about this." Kara, who had been following the two of them, holding a wine bottle in her hand, joined the conversation: "I heard that bipolar disorder is equivalent to cancer among mental illnesses. Logically speaking, it is almost There is no possibility of cure.”

"You're right, dear." As if she had found a soulmate, Harley held Kara's arm again and complained: "That's me, the number one psychiatrist in the universe, who has cured so many patients. But that doesn’t mean I can treat every bipolar patient well.”

Anyway, from Tangdou's point of view, Lorna's bipolar disorder is just in the early stages, and crying and laughing from time to time is nothing, because she has a calm period, not only has the ability to act independently, but also can engage in high-intensity fighting , which is enough to show that it is the mildest mild disease.

But looking at the medical record in his hand now, Reggie Long is basically unable to take care of himself, and he is also severely autistic, which means that he can't hear what others say to him. So how to treat this?

I'm afraid even medication won't work. It might be more reliable to strangle him and eat his brain directly.

"Okay, don't keep pouting. I just want you to try to treat him, but I don't have to cure him." Su Ming shook his head speechlessly. He took out a bottle of soda from his pocket and handed it to Harry: "Treat him." It’s not good, there are ways to cure it, we’ll talk about it when the time comes.”

Harry, who kept talking, was indeed a little thirsty. He took a big sip of the soda and burped:

"Just have a backup plan. Anyway, in my opinion, the possibility of his cure is almost non-existent. There is even a high probability that I will not be able to communicate with him. You must be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, Tangdou, I won't blame you even if the attempt fails. Don't you understand me yet?"

"Well, I just don't want to disappoint you, honey, but reality will never change based on personal will. I will try my best. You must know that I love you and am willing to try everything for you, okay?"

As they talked, the two showed off their affection, which made Kara beside her feel disgusted and envious, and the expression on her face was extremely complicated.