The housekeeper personally saw Wen Shi out.
The carriage was waiting by the narrow path.
The black horse snorted impatiently. The decorative panels on the body of the car were all imitation gold-plated materials. The side windows took up half of the area, and the roof was painted with religious patterns. Overall, the workmanship was exquisite, the horse was also a good horse, and it was equipped with a driver, which showed that he was doing well as a doctor.
The seat cushion is very soft and has an extra layer of silk, which gives it a shiny feel.
Wen Shi sat on it and waved politely to the butler outside the window. The driver pulled the reins, the wheels turned quickly, and drove out of the castle.
The smile on Wen Shi’s face faded.
Thinking of last night's experience, his heart tightened as he passed the street lights.
However, this time the carriage passed the road smoothly without any abnormalities.
The scenery outside was shrouded in the morning light, monotonous and nothing to see. The driver must know the destination, but in order to maintain his character, Wen Shi did not ask where he was going.
His eyes kept moving around the carriage, and he unexpectedly discovered that the seat he was sitting in was a few centimeters higher than the one opposite him. Wen Shi stood up and checked, and found that there was a mezzanine under the seat.
[You found the briefcase.]
When Wen Shi opened it, there was only a medical record and a key inside.
[Patient name: Hughes
Male, unmarried, no family history of genetic mental illness
Symptoms: Severe fantasy, believing that the works he wrote can come alive, fantasizing about creating the most perfect work, and strongly longing for the most perfect bride who does not exist
Growth history: Both parents have a chaotic love history. The patient subconsciously believes that a perfect partner can help establish a long-term and stable relationship. The patient does not trust humans and is quite disappointed with human nature.
The patient stated: Artworks will not betray me because they are created by me, just as I cannot completely betray my parents.
I prefer to be called the owner of the castle rather than the inherited title of earl.
Dr. Aaron, you asked me how to determine which is the most perfect work of art. It's simple. I can give them souls. I can smell the scent of souls.
Do you know what souls smell like? They are like food, some are fragrant, some are foul.
The common feature is that they are all very cold.
Dr. Aaron, do you think there is a soul in this world that has warmth
Treatment time: every Saturday and Monday
Treatment location: Castle (patients are very vigilant and require door-to-door service)
Short-term treatment options:
All the words after the treatment plan were heavily crossed out with a pen.
As Wen Shi closed the report, a notification sounded:
[Side Mission 2: Doctor
Develop a reasonable treatment plan
Requirements: The solution must be effective in treating the patient’s condition.
Wen Shi himself had no knowledge of psychology at all, and he even admitted that he had some psychological problems.
"arrive."
The carriage suddenly stopped and the driver had a nasty attitude. He urged him to get off quickly, complaining that today was supposed to be a day off.
Wen Shi stuck his head out and saw a shabby hospital in front of him with a few big crooked words written on it: Frank Hospital.
The hospital has only one main building, which is surrounded by weeds. This building is located in the wilderness, and its main door faces the shade, so no sunlight is allowed.
Wen Shi went in alone carrying his briefcase and the guard opened the door for him.
There are electric fences all around. The gate and windows are the most solid parts of this dilapidated hospital. The densely packed iron guardrails give people a headache.
Wen Shi suddenly felt that the environment of the castle was not bad, at least it was spacious.
The corridor looked old and it was almost difficult to find a complete floor tile.
According to the sign, the hospital has separate male and female patient areas, with male patients generally living in the south and female patients in the north. To prevent patients from escaping, there is an iron gate at intervals in the corridor.
"ah-"
Wen Shi heard the screams coming from the South District, but he was not curious enough to go over and check. He continued to wander around the first floor, inserting his keys into the locked rooms one by one, looking for an office that might belong to him.
Click.
Finally, when I tried the seventh room, the door opened.
There is a large desk inside, and a bookshelf against the wall, which is full of books on related subjects. The ventilation and lighting are poor, resulting in a lot of dust.
The hospital treats everyone equally, whether they are doctors or patients. All windows have solid iron guardrails and an additional layer of iron nets on the outside. Wen Shi's room is no exception.
There is a newspaper on the table, and the date shows it is the 8th.
The front page published photos of several people being arrested, with the caption saying that it was because of spreading slanderous remarks that the count was mentally ill, damaging the reputation of the nobility.
"The treatment time listed in the medical records is on Saturday and Monday. I went to the castle yesterday, and the driver just complained that it was a day off. So today is Sunday, so normally I have to go to the castle tomorrow."
"But why should I go?"
The mission did not clearly state the consequences of failure. According to the routine of general games, you can leave the dungeon after completing the level. This was completely unattractive to Wen Shi.
Among the four agreements that Wen Shi needs to fulfill, in addition to living, there is also starting a business.
He is a student who just graduated from an ordinary university. He has no connections, no capital, and a bad personality. How can he start a business
But in this world, he already has a base.
As a doctor, he owns a car and a house, and relying on the reputation of having treated the earl, he should be able to make a good living.
"Why not write a letter tomorrow and tell the owner of the castle to find someone else, and I will stay in the hospital to develop my career."
Wen Shi first looked through the drawers to make sure there was nothing special.
There was a sign on the wall that read Frank's Hospital Rules:
No.1 Be generous and kind, and take in patients when you see them
No.2 Confidentiality agreement, ensure the privacy of patients
No.3 Friendship Day, the 16th day of every month is Friendship Day
No.4 Patients’ recognition is conducive to the selection of outstanding doctors at the end of the year
There were more than a dozen relevant details listed. When Wen Shi was reading them, he discovered something and smiled meaningfully.
Wen Shi picked out a few older books that were obviously frequently read, and sat on the sofa to read them carefully.
Even though he is not a professional, Wen Shi realized that the interpretation of many professional terms in the book is problematic, very biased and superficial, which shows that the current research on mental illness is still very backward.
A few hours passed by unknowingly, and suddenly someone knocked on the window from outside.
Wen Shi turned his head to the side and almost threw the book at the other person's face.
The man in the white coat was two meters tall, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck and a thick beard on his face. The only things visible were a big nose and eyes.
The white coat, which was several sizes larger, was still too small for him, and it looked like three-quarter sleeves. It also exposed his right wrist, which was broken at the root. The hand he replaced was not a prosthesis, but a sharp rusty iron hook.
"Have you been slacking off again?" The bearded face was pressed against the window. The light was bad to begin with, and it shone mottled on his face. A pair of small eyes stared inside viciously.
Wen Shi saw the sign hanging around the other person's neck:
Name: Ao.
Position: Dean.
Dean
Wen Shi stood up immediately. Since he wanted to pursue his career, he could try to please his boss reluctantly. But before he could even force a smile, the notification sound came.
[Ao: Director of Frank Hospital
Ao is very jealous that you were able to get to know the Count through the art exhibition and become his attending physician. He has always wanted to snatch this good job from you.]
Wen Shi's smile disappeared and he replied, "I am giving psychological counseling to the Earl during the day."
The bearded man snorted coldly: "After so long of treatment, there is no result at all. I think you are destroying the reputation of our clinic."
The intact hand slammed the window. "I heard you came up with a new treatment plan. Show it to me."
Seeing Wen Shi sitting there motionless, the bearded man smiled and said, "Are you kidding me?"
After saying this, without waiting for his answer, the person disappeared.
Wen Shi sat on the sofa for two seconds, then realized something and stood up abruptly. He rushed to the door and locked it, but still felt it was not enough, so he pushed the sofa over.
Almost at the moment when he blocked the door, there was a loud bang on the door.
The wooden door was not very strong and it made a clanging sound when kicked. With the bearded man's height and weight, it was only a matter of time before it was kicked open.
Wen Shi turned around and saw that the windows were covered with barbed wire, so it was impossible to escape by jumping out the window.
"Treatment programs."
He believed that he would be able to find it in the book, but Wen Shi's memory was not good enough to remember everything he saw, especially since the book was too old and the catalog was incomplete, he could not find the corresponding entry at all.
With a loud bang, the door was finally kicked open.
The bearded man kicked the sofa, which was not very big to begin with, aside easily. He raised his hand with the iron hook and waved it around excitedly.
The iron hook hit the table, and some of the fragments flew to Wen Shi who was dodging. He subconsciously used his arm to block it, and his fingers were scratched by the fragments. A little bit of blood made the bearded man even more excited, and he shouted: "Damn liar, I'm going to fire you! Fire you!"
What kind of lunatic is this
The small office space leaves no room for escape.
Wen Shi dodged in embarrassment. It turned out that trying to please the boss was not reliable. A doctor who didn't want to be the dean's director was not a good doctor.
The iron hook was hooked straight towards his head. Wen Shi suddenly said, "I have already written the plan."
The iron hook stopped in front of Wen Shi, and the bearded man looked suspicious.
Wen Shi: "I'll take it now."
The bearded man's eyes were fixed on his every move.
Wen Shizheng moved towards him, with his hands behind his back, and carefully reached for the briefcase on the chair. When he pulled out the medical record, he quickly wrote a few words at the bottom with blood, and then handed it over as if nothing had happened.
Pus and sores were oozing from the beard's broken limb, and dense live maggots were crawling around the edge of the prosthesis. At close range, the stench was overwhelming, and Wen Shi resisted the urge to vomit.
The bearded man didn't believe that he could come up with any solution at all. He took the medical record with one hand and kept the other hand raised high, as if he couldn't wait to take off Wen Shi's head.
The medical record was already open, and when the bearded man looked closely, he saw only two bloody words on it: castrated.
Wen Shi said in a serious tone: "The Earl's delusion is quite serious. Ordinary methods can no longer cure it. It can only be treated through surgery. After the treatment, he will no longer be obsessed with finding the most perfect bride."
He personally thought this plan was very good. He was already not a complete man, so why bother getting a bride
"There are many examples of psychiatric treatments that have been intervened through surgery, such as skull puncture and frontal lobe removal." These were all horrific cases that he had seen in books before. Wen Shi said seriously, "Comparatively speaking, my plan can be considered minimally invasive. Of course, I also need your help."
He lied calmly, "I have already informed the patient. You will also attend the treatment tomorrow. You must show your skills to the Count then."
When talking about showing off one's skills, Wen deliberately emphasized his tone and kept looking at the iron hook in the bearded man's hand.
Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, the incessant screams echoing in the hospital were already accusing the treatment methods here of being quite violent.
With a horrible dean like Ao, Wen Shi thought that the situation had reached the point of inhumanity.
Therefore, when no effective treatment plan can be found, the suggestions made by oneself must also be violent in order to temporarily scare the bearded man.
If everything goes well, he will be able to trick the bearded man away.
[Congratulations to the player for completing the side mission 2
Mission reward: 20 points
Treatment plan (castration therapy) has been generated
Please perform surgery as soon as possible
Warning: This operation will reduce the favorability of the castle owner, please be sure to comfort him fully afterwards.]
“…” Wen Shi’s face suddenly turned dark.
(End of this chapter)