The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

The senior director held the thermos cup and said, "Dean, is that the common sense theorist you mentioned earlier?"

"I don't mean anything else, but based on my years of experience, I feel that his mental state may be a bit problematic. Do you need to give him an assessment to see how he is?"

Dean Hao patted the senior director on the shoulder and said, "You have always had a good eye."

The senior director said modestly: "This is all taught by the dean."

Look!

He flattered him calmly, not only won the praise of the dean, but also made the dean feel good. The art of speaking is an important knowledge point that many young people have to learn for a lifetime.

Dean Hao nodded in satisfaction.

Qingshan Mental Hospital is very good, the patients are very cute, the nurses and doctors are very good at talking, he likes it better here.

come back to the office.

Dean Hao dialed the phone.

He was calling Principal Chen Xiang, and wanted to have a good talk with him.

The phone was connected, and the other party was very enthusiastic.

"Dean Hao, do you feel very good? Let me tell you, Chen Xiang is a leader in the general knowledge theory courses of our high school. Although he is not very experienced, his theoretical knowledge is still very good."

"I feel that our school can cooperate with Tsingshan to provide a steady stream of talents for Tsingshan. This is also my idea in my heart to improve the employment rate of students after graduation."

This Principal Qin is a very thoughtful person.

He has sent a lot of talent to all walks of life.

The common sense theory major is a course he invented, and it can be regarded as an additional course for the school. If there is any student who can enjoy a famous international reputation in the future, then he, the founder, will also be famous.

"Dean Hao, did you listen to me? Do you have any thoughts about this student? If he is trained well, he will definitely become a pillar of the country."

Dean Hao said: "I don't know if he is good or not, but what I know is that he has already entered the hospital, brother Qin, don't blame brother for not reminding you, you should quickly withdraw your major, what are you teaching?" It's a joke, it's completely misleading people."

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally, after entering the hospital, I won't ask you for the medicine fee. The medicine fee is my Qingshan's. I used to be very puzzled. If the housing price rises, let it rise, but why does the cemetery have to follow suit? Now I am Understood."

"Why is the price of the cemetery going up?"

Dean Hao just wanted to continue to have a good chat with Principal Qin, but suddenly he was a little confused by his words.

The dean is indeed talking to you about housing prices and cemeteries.

But if you don’t ask anything else, you only ask the reason for the increase in the price of the cemetery. You are a little bit out of your mind, and I want to give you a good evaluation.

"Brother Qin, what's your situation? Did I tell you about the price increase of the cemetery?"

"Dean Hao, isn't that what you said just now? I don't know why the price of the cemetery has increased as housing prices have risen, so I asked you."

"Okay, I have the opportunity to come to Qingshan, I want to have a good chat with you."

"Thank you for the invitation, I will definitely go if I have the opportunity, but you haven't said why the price of the cemetery has increased, tell me, I lack knowledge in this area."

hang up the phone.

Dean Hao lay on the leather sofa, looked at the ceiling, and silently lit a cigarette.

Slightly haggard.

In the mental hospital, I found that the people outside seemed a little abnormal, and those who were said to be abnormal were often the most normal.

Dean Hao smoked silently.

strangeness!

How could there be such an idea.

Inside the ambulance.

"Doctor, I'm also a doctor, but I teach common sense and theory classes. Don't look at me as if I was injured. It's just an accident. Believe it or not?"

Chen Xiang communicated with the doctor, he is not talkative,

But it is said in the movie that if you have to keep talking, you must not fall asleep. Once you close your eyes and fall asleep, it will really disappear.

"Letter," said the doctor.

Regardless of what the other party said, the doctor was willing to believe the mentally ill patient. Dean Hao personally admitted that the other party had problems.

"Doctor, why do I feel chilly all over my body? Do you think this knife cut off my cecum?" Chen Xiang asked.

"It's normal." The doctor said with a smile.

Doctors are usually cold.

But when it comes to mentally ill patients, they will always show the most friendly and warm smiles.

Don't ask why they are so friendly.

The question is high professionalism.

Chen Xiang always felt something was weird.

"Doctor, why do I feel like you guys think I'm mentally ill?"

He spoke out what was in his heart.

He didn't feel it at first, but later he noticed that the doctors and nurses looked at him, as if they were saying, this is a mental patient, please show me some respect and don't mess around.

They looked at Chen Xiang, the meaning in their eyes seemed to be very clear, aren't you a mental patient?

certainly.

Although they are not Qingshan psychiatrists, they have been in close contact with those two over the years and have learned a lot of strange knowledge points.

"Haha, how is it possible, how could you be mentally ill, you lie down obediently, and you will be in the hospital soon, you can rest assured, the doctors in our hospital are very experienced, just your small injury, absolutely There is no danger." The doctor reassured.

Chen Xiang felt more and more that the other party regarded him as a mental patient.

"I'm really not mentally ill." He wanted to prove that he was not a patient.

"We know," said the doctor to the nurse.

"You don't know." Chen Xiang said.

"Yes, yes, we don't know, we don't know anything." The doctor said hastily.

He felt that this patient was a bit difficult to deal with. If it was Lin Fan and old man Zhang, after they admitted that you were not mentally ill, they would lie there motionless and look at you with a smile on their faces.

But now this patient is a little troublesome.

It's clearly what you want.

Why are you so disobedient?

Why!

Sure enough, there is still a big difference between mentally ill patients and patients, just like the comparison between obedient children and disobedient children.

Chen Xiang felt that they were perfunctory him.

"I'm not mentally ill. Why can't you trust me? I'm a doctor. I'm a doctor who just graduated from a general knowledge theory class." Chen Xiang said excitedly.

Because too excited.

The wound was open and blood was flowing.

"Don't get excited, it's not good for the wound." The doctor said hastily.

"I'm really not a mental patient." Chen Xiang felt that he had received the greatest insult in his life, and that he would be treated as a mental patient by others, what a damn thing it was.

"Hurry up and give the sedative." The doctor couldn't suppress the situation, and the nurse beside him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and gave the injection directly.

None of them are professionals.

For them, mentally ill patients are a great challenge. They did not expect this patient to be so hot.

Fortunately, they are well prepared.

As long as you come to Qingshan Mental Hospital, you must have a tranquilizer.

Dare to go crazy.

One shot will make you behave well.

In ward 666.

Lin Fan and Lao Zhang lived happily. They drank Sprite and Coke and hid the gas stove in the cabinet.

"Old Zhang, give me two needles, I recently noticed something running around in my body." Lin Fan said.

"OK."

Lao Zhang looked outside and found that there were no bad guys before taking out the big treasure in front of Lin Fan.

Holding the silver needle in his hand, he looked very carefully.

A needle falls.

A silver needle pierced Lin Fan's head.

"Do you feel anything?"

"No, you can pierce it a little deeper, I like it a little deeper."

"Okay, is it deep now?"

"Can."

Lao Zhang held the silver needle and pushed the silver needle that had been stuck in his head inward. He kept observing Lin Fan's expression, and when he found that there was no expression, he was very curious.

Could it be that I didn't tie it well enough?

"Do you feel it?" Lao Zhang asked.

"A bit." Lin Fan said.

Lao Zhang nodded in satisfaction, and then slowly performed acupuncture on Lin Fan. Only Lin Fan believed in his acupuncture ability, and no one else believed in him, so only Lin Fan was the best.

And he also believed that Lin Fan could cultivate.

No one else believed it, and only he believed it.

One after another, the silver needles fell on Lin Fan's head. The technique was agile, without the slightest hesitation, pinching the needles to find the position, and the needles fell one by one, which was miraculous.

hallway.

Li Ang is in a good mood. He was just praised by the director, saying that he is a responsible nurse and has a sense of responsibility. This month, he will give you a salary increase of 100.

He thought that he could use the hundred yuan to charge the goddess again.

He recently licked a goddess.

The goddess kept talking about the cost in the circle of friends so fast that it almost stopped.

Whenever I see this circle of friends.

He will silently recharge the goddess with a hundred yuan of phone bill, and then go to the goddess' circle of friends to like it. The meaning is very clear, goddess, have you seen me recharge your phone bill?

He won't say it directly.

Instead, I want the goddess to find out slowly. When I find out that the person who has been silently charging him with phone bills is me one day, I will definitely be moved. Not to mention a promise of body, at least it is no problem to treat him to a meal.

Thinking of the bright future, he couldn't help but smile.

another beautiful day.

In front is Ward 666.

He was very curious.

"What are those two patients doing?"

I don't know if I was frightened by that Chen Xiang.

Come to the door.

He took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and pushed open the door. This was the first time he took the initiative to communicate with a mentally ill patient.