"I'll do it, you go out."
Head Nurse Liu felt that her back was gloomy, so she quickly put down her things, made room, left the ward, and closed the door by the way.
In the trash can on the ground, there was a bandage that was just thrown away, stained with blood, Shi Jin's eyes fell on it, and after a long time, he shifted his gaze to the incision in her lower abdomen. It was red and swollen, and the sutures were a little bit loose, which was really scary.
Jiang Jiusheng stretched out his hand and pulled Shi Jin's hand: "It's just a slight crack in a part, it's nothing serious."
Shi Jin's eyes suddenly fixed on her: "This is not a big deal, so what is a big deal?" His tone was cold, even with a bit of uncontrollable evil spirit, "Shengsheng, can you take care of yourself a little bit?"
In the tone, there was reproach, and there was anger on the verge of bursting, and the pupils were reddish, full of violence.
Jiang Jiusheng froze, staring into his eyes.
Shi Jin took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions: "Sorry, I was too emotional."
At that moment just now, Jiang Jiusheng had the illusion that the possessiveness in Shi Jin's eyes was too strong, as if it was destructive.
She tried her best not to irritate him, and explained calmly: "It's not that I don't cherish myself," with her stubbornness in her eyes, "It's just that I cherish you too much, and I don't want to listen to others' criticism."
In a word, the fierce beast in his body that was about to break through the cage suddenly died down, and all the anger was extinguished. What should I do with her, it seems that nothing is right, I want to let her go, but I dare not let her mess around.
Shi Jin squatted down, took the tweezers, poured some disinfectant, and wiped her wound, his voice restrained until he was hoarse: "Does it hurt?"
She didn't even frown: "It doesn't hurt."
Shi Jin leaned over, blew gently on her incision, applied the medicine, and re-wrapped it. She was expressionless and didn't say a word, but he was about to bite her lip, and her hands were trembling. no.
Why isn't his woman a little less delicate? He hopes that she will be delicate and weak, who will be hurt and afraid, and it is best to hide under his wings. However, she is tougher than anyone else, bolder than anyone else, Dare to love, hate, fight and break through more than anyone else.
Jiang Jiusheng saw that his brows were still frowning, and changed the topic: "Does it smell like dog blood?"
Shi Jin put on her clothes: "Yes."
After all, the woman who made trouble was powerless, even the woman's husband couldn't stand her shoulder fall. Except for the wound, she was fine, but the dog blood was splashed all over her body, and she had already changed her clothes. I still can't get rid of it.
Jiang Jiusheng knew that Shi Jin was obsessed with cleanliness, so he deliberately rolled into the hospital bed, keeping away from him: "Can I wash it with water?"
"You'd better not touch the water right now." Shi Jin leaned over, getting very close to her, "I'll wipe it for you."
His breath was hot and sprayed on her neck, she shrank back: "I'll wipe it myself."
"I'm afraid you'll hurt the wound again." Shi Jin hugged her a little bit, leaned her back against the pillow, and unbuttoned her directly, "Shengsheng, don't be shy, I've seen it all."
Jiang Jiusheng blushed instantly: "..."
The next morning, Xu Qingbo came over, deliberately taking advantage of Shi Jin's absence in the ward.
His expression was a bit dignified, and as soon as he came, he cut to the point: "Talk about Shi Jin's condition?"
Jiang Jiusheng said seriously, "Okay."
Xu Qingbo pulled up a chair and rarely sat upright: "The hospital wants to uncover what happened yesterday." After all, the lady just went through the pain of bereavement, and if the matter got worse, no matter whether it was right or wrong Shi Jin, still does not benefit the hospital at all. It is the best way to deal with it. Xu Qingbo pinched his brows, "However, Shi Jin disagrees. He sent people to the police station to file a case. It is useless to persuade that woman to be sent to prison."
Jiang Jiusheng didn't seem surprised.
Having said that, Xu Qingbo didn't care about anything anymore. He couldn't hide it, let alone hide it. He knew everything: "Shi Jin is not so decisive when dealing with things. Whether it's a disguise or not, at least on the surface, he never tells people In the profession of doctors, such situations often happen, and he basically ignored them before, but this time the exception is because of you." He looked at Jiang Jiusheng, she was calm, but Xu Qingbo was not so calm, " As soon as he encountered your matter, he was like a different person, doing things very extreme, and he had anxiety, mania, and violent tendencies."
For example, in the case of the Wen family, Shi Jin not only lost control, he lost control and would throw things, and even hurt himself or others.
After Jiang Jiusheng finished listening, he was silent for a moment: "What about the treatment plan?"
"This is also the main point I want to tell you." Xu Qingbo said in a nutshell, "Shi Jin is not treating you at all. He told me to lie to you. It's not just a trick, he really doesn't want to cooperate."
Although it is a plastic flower, it is still a classmate after all. Xu Qingbo still has a conscience, and he can no longer help others. Shi Jin's situation is indeed playing with fire, and Shi Jin's illness is not a conventional paranoid disorder. It is very complicated. Afraid of accidentally stepping on a mine, and then, an explosion! Then-***!
Jiang Jiusheng was obviously surprised: "Why?" She never expected that Shi Jin would risk his illness.
Xu Qingbo was afraid that Jiang Jiusheng would not understand something that was too theoretical, so he gave a high-level summary: "To put it simply, Shi Jin doesn't think he is sick."
Jiang Jiusheng still didn't quite understand Xu Qingbo's words.
That's right, Xu Qingbo has minored in personality disorder psychology for several years, but he still hasn't figured out Shi Jin's temperament.
He made it as detailed and simple as possible: "From Shi Jin's ideology, it probably means that he loves you, so it is normal for him to kill, set fire and commit crimes for you, and there is nothing extreme about it. In conscious thinking, this is a matter of course, he is not sick at all."
Jiang Jiusheng was incredible.
"Don't be too surprised, Shi Jin's current cognition is like this." Xu Qingbo leaned back on the chair, shrugged and spread his hands, with an attitude of letting go, "I can't do anything with him, it's up to you It’s gone.” He added intentionally or unintentionally, “After all, I’m just a psychiatrist who became a monk halfway through.”
Jiang Jiusheng was calm, but his brows were full of melancholy, and he thought about it for a long time: "Is there a suitable psychiatrist you can recommend?"
Just wait for this sentence!
Going around in such a big circle, Xu Qingbo's purpose was to let Jiang Jiusheng take care of Shi Jin, so he handed over the business card he had prepared a long time ago: "Chang Ming, do you know him, the Chang Ming who gave you psychological counseling, This is his fellow apprentice, the two major in different directions, this one happens to be good at personality disorders, and he can be regarded as an authority in the country in this regard."
Chang Ming majored in emotional disorders. Jiang Jiusheng knew that he had a great teacher, but he didn't know that he also had a great junior.
She took the business card: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Xu Qingbo smiled, "It's just a plastic flower on the upper and lower bunks, I can't bear to watch it wither."
"..."
Not long after Xu Qingbo left, Shi Jin returned to Jiang Jiusheng's ward. The water in the glass on the table hadn't completely cooled down yet, so Shi Jin took a look.
"Who has been here?"
Jiang Jiusheng didn't hide anything: "Doctor Xu."
Shi Jin's pupils settled slightly, and he walked to the bedside: "What did he tell you?"
Jiang Jiusheng sat on the bed, looked up at him slightly, his jawline was tense, and his emotions were restrained, she didn't turn her eyes: "Say you lied to me."
The dark light in Shi Jin's eyes suddenly sank, and he fell silent.
With his long eyelashes closed, he hid all his emotions. Jiang Jiusheng stretched out his hand to hold his hand, making him bend down, look at her at the same level, and meet her gaze impartially: "Why don't you explain?"
"I have nothing to say."
So, he admitted.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't speak, waiting for his next words.
Shi Jin sat down, a little taller than her, and lowered his head: "Shengsheng, that's the kind of person I am, even if I keep my temper in check, even if I try to be kind to others, even if I become the gentleman you like, it won't change my inner self. Violent and perverse and unscrupulous."
His eyes were scorching hot, like flames rising from a pile of thorns, and her shadow in his eyes was also hot and passionate.
With a low and hoarse voice, he said, "Shengsheng, I'm just pretending to show you my demeanor. I've never been a good person, and even very sinister and cunning."
She knows.
Without his self-report, she never used her ears to understand Shi Jin, she could see his eyes, hear his heartbeat, and feel the possessiveness and paranoia in him that was so strong that it was about to swallow her.
But what does it matter.
She was still fascinated by him, like an addiction.
Shi Jin leaned close to her, unbuttoned the top button of the collar, and asked her, "Is it my fault? I lied to you."
Since he saw her after eight years, he has been pretending, doing everything to make her love him.
After Jiang Jiusheng listened, he thought carefully before answering: "I should be angry with you, but I don't know what's going on, so I can't get angry."
Shi Jin smiled lowly, the gloom between his brows was replaced by joy.
Fortunately, he was very successful and tricked her into his hands.
"Dr. Xu also suggested that you find me a psychiatrist?" Shi Jin unhurriedly undid another button.
Jiang Jiusheng suspected that he did it on purpose, so he ran out of tricks and began to use beauty tricks.
Her eyes fell unconsciously on Shi Jin's exposed collarbone, where there was still a small red mark, Shi Jin insisted on her sucking it out last night, originally discussing such a serious and serious topic, she was a little Distracted, he nodded his head in a daze.
Shi Jin had a good temper and was very obedient: "If you are not at ease, I can listen to your arrangement."
Jiang Jiusheng was a little surprised: "So obedient?" Dr. Xu Qingbo said that Shi Jin insisted that he was not sick and did not cooperate with psychological treatment at all.
Shi Jin's reason was simple: "I'm afraid of you."
Only then did Jiang Jiusheng laugh, and his melancholy dissipated.
He suddenly leaned in front of her: "Shengsheng, kiss me."
"..."
Why did the topic change suddenly
Shi Jin pulled down the neckline a little, revealing the distinctly concave and convex collarbone lines, he said: "The hickey here has disappeared, it's not obvious, give me another kiss."
How can you say such unreasonable words so seriously.
Then, Jiang Jiusheng solemnly sucked out a strawberry from Shi Jin's neck, and then helped him button up his shirt without missing a single one.
After confessing his illness, a whole day later, Shi Jin did not come to Xu Qingbo to settle accounts. This is not Shi Jin's style. Xu Qingbo became more panicked when he was so calm, so he boldly called.
Shi Jin: "Hello."
So polite
Xu Qingbo became even more worried, and probed sideways: "Are you okay?"
Shi Jin's voice was like spring rain: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
Thank you for your concern
So friendly and polite, so scary! It's better to beat him up. Xu Qingbo felt that his physique might be a little shaken. He couldn't bear Shi Jin's clear sky, so he came straight: "You and Jiang Jiusheng didn't quarrel, did you? Is she not angry with you? You didn't argue." ?”
Ask yourself three times.
There's no way, it's too abnormal, Xu Qingbo is even more terrified when it's so calm.
Shi Jin replied softly, "No, we are fine."
Damn, this is weird! Was Jiang Jiusheng tamed? Or is Shi Jin obedient? It shouldn't be, Jiang Jiusheng is not such an unprincipled person, and Shi Jin is not a good person.
Shi Jin asked again, very patiently: "Is there anything else?"
Xu Qingbo swallowed the heart that was jumping into his throat: "Oh, no, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a baby soon."
Shi Jin hung up the phone.
Xu Qingbo pondered for three minutes, but to no avail.
Shi Jin's pervert, I can't figure it out.
At this time, his medical assistant Xiaowei came in: "Doctor Xu, the list of medical teams to rescue Africa has come down."
Xu Qingbo was still immersed in the fear of what Shi Jin would do to him, and absently replied: "What does this have to do with me?"
Assistant doctor Xiaowei said, "You are inside."
Xu Qingbo's eyes widened immediately: "How could there be me?"
He couldn't believe it, he is a neurosurgery doctor, what's the use of going to war-torn Africa? To show people their brains
Xiao Wei is a girl in her twenties, rational, and acts like an old cadre. She explained blankly: "It's time for the doctor to recommend you, and the director has already approved it. I feel that the neurological problems of the people in the field should not be ignored."
"..."
Thousands of words, only one word of anger, Xu Qingbo gritted his teeth: "Fuck!"
The emergency medical team was formed, and Xu Qingbo was caught off guard. He had no time to evade, so he was packed and sent to Africa.
On the third day, Xu Qingbo heard that Shi Jin withdrew the lawsuit and let that bloody woman go. Don't think about it, it's Jiang Jiusheng's credit.
On the afternoon of the fourth day, Xu Qingbo arrived in Africa. As soon as he got off the plane, he received a call from Tang Yan. Tang Yan was the psychiatrist who majored in personality disorders and Chang Ming's junior recommended to Jiang Jiusheng.
Tang Yan is the uncle of Xu Qingbo's psychology tutor. In short, the relationship is very complicated when it comes to academic seniority. In short, it is the kind of relationship that can flirt with girls and go clubbing together.
Tang Yan was in his late thirties, and his voice was still a baby voice: "Where are you? I haven't been able to get through on the phone all morning."
"Africa."
It could be heard that Xu Qingbo was in a very irritable mood, very frantic.
Tang Yan was very surprised: "Why did you go to Africa?"
Xu Qingbo pulled the box, looked up and squinted at the hot sun, and became irritable: "Is it okay to bask in the sun? If you have something to say, hurry up."
Damn it!
It's almost sunburned!
Tang Yan said in a calm voice, "The patient you mentioned came to the consulting room today."
Xu Qingbo paused while dragging the trolley case: "How is the situation?"
The other party thought about the wording: "It's very subtle."
Xu Qingbo said gloomyly: "Speak human words."
Tang Yan said in human terms: "The process is correct, the details are correct, everything that needs to be tested is tested, and everything that needs to be understood is also understood, that is... tsk," he doesn't know how to describe it well, any psychiatrist can do it Kan, he actually ran out of words, "It's just weird."
Xu Qingbo's patience was worn out by his ambiguous words: "What's so strange? Can you speak more frankly?"
Ashamed to say it, Tang Yan said: "Obviously I followed my steps, but I felt like I was being led by him from the beginning to the end."
It's over, Shi Jin has become a master!
Xu Qingbo more or less expected it, but he didn't expect that even Tang Yan couldn't help it: "That patient understands psychology."
What I am most afraid of encountering such a person who knows medicine but is unwilling to treat him will make the doctor sick.
Tang Yan dragged his tune: "Then this will be difficult."
There are more difficult things to do.
Xu Qingbo mercilessly hit his mentor's uncle: "When you were auditing at the Yale Department of Medicine, you should have heard his name, Doctor. Shi, that's him."
"..."
Damn, smash his signboard!
Of course, Tang Yan has heard of this name, the golden sign of Yale Medicine, and his teacher who taught him has praised him countless times, saying that this man is a medical genius, with extremely strong psychology, and his mental awareness is so strong that he is abnormal, and he is especially suitable to be a psychiatrist. , and even regretted not being able to dig this person from the extra-psychic realm to the psychological and spiritual realm.
Such a person, if he has a mental illness, then it's probably... It's scary to think about it.
Tang Yan wanted to quit the business.
Xu Qingbo suggested a trick: "If you encounter difficult things, you can find the patient's family members. She can control the patient."
In Africa, the sun is scorching.
In Jiangbei, the early spring is refreshing, even the wind in the hallway is shady and cool, everything is revived, and the weather is so good that it makes people feel refreshed.
Warner Film and Television covers an area of 500 square meters, a 19-story building, located in the busiest street.
In the president's office on the top floor, the secretary pushed the door open,
The male secretary, in a suit and leather shoes, in his thirties, with a very gentle appearance, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wen."
"Um."
Wen Shuning didn't look up, wearing rimless glasses, he was processing documents with his head down.
The secretary put the documents on the desk: "This is the document transferred from the hospital." He took out an A4 paper from it, and said, "This is the schedule of Tianyu's manager."
The tip of the pen in Wen Shuning's hand stopped, took off his glasses, and raised his eyes: "You go out first."
The secretary nodded and left the president's office.
Wen Shuning flipped through the documents on the desk, his eyes moved slowly, the charm in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a bright black light.
After reading the information about the hospital, she picked up the schedule, and after reading it, she dialed the inside line of the CEO's office: "Notice, tomorrow's wrap-up banquet will be held at Fanghe Club, at two o'clock in the afternoon."
In the evening, just as Mo Bing returned to his apartment, he received a call from Lin Anzhi. His movie promotional activities were over and he wanted to go back to Jiangbei, tomorrow's flight.
Mo Bing kicked off his flat shoes and asked him, "What time will you arrive tomorrow?"
Lin Anzhi also just finished the announcement, and his voice sounded tired: "The plane departs at 1:30 in the afternoon."
Mo Bing sat slumped on the sofa, subconsciously put his hands on his abdomen, and stroked lightly: "I have a job at that time, so I can't pick you up."
Lin Anzhi comforted in a low voice: "Don't come pick me up, I'll wait for you at home."
Mo Bing said yes, squinted his eyes, and was in a good mood: "I will come back to eat at night, cook for me, it should be richer, but it's better to be lighter." After finishing speaking, he added, "No wine."
Lin Anzhi smiled: "Okay, I'll do it for you."
The next day, the sky was clear and the spring breeze was smooth.
Mingyao's new drama started broadcasting, and Mo Bing took her colleagues in the Fanghe Club to entertain the crew, the investor and the producer also went together, booked the largest private room, set up four or five tables, it was very lively.
The producer Zhou is always a drunkard. Before he had a few sips of food, he arrested someone for drinking, and the first one was on Mo Bing, who had the best drinker: "Mo Bing, why didn't you drink a glass today? It's too embarrassing for me."
Mo Bing frowned imperceptibly, and smiled along with him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I really can't drink. I have a stomach problem. If I drink this glass of wine, I have to go to the hospital directly."
Zhou is always a cunning old man, so he will never let her go: "Then, I won't make it difficult for you, just have a drink, and let's do it quickly."
Several bosses next to him also booed.
Mo Bing glanced at Wuliangye in the cup, showing a look of perplexity.
Mingyao, who was beside her, immediately saw something was wrong, and quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Sister Bing, she really can't drink, her stomach problem is still not healed, Mr. Zhou, please spare Sister Bing once, and I will toast you for her."
Mo Bing is usually capable and forthright. He is a well-known hard-working third lady in the circle. He has a good capacity for alcohol and good means. He is not bad at all for this group of big men. It is not easy to catch the opportunity to force him. The group of people on the wine table How can Jing give up.
Mr. Zhou half-jokingly said: "That's not okay. If you want to hold back the wine for Mo Bing, you'll have to drink three glasses anyway, and there are so many people, how can you afford to drink after one round?"
China's wine table culture, really!
Mo Bing pulled Mingyao beside him: "Sit down." Then he picked up the wine glass and stood up, "I'm not feeling well today, I can only have one drink, and I won't accompany you if I have more. I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."
One glass of wine, one gulp.
The Iron Lady is the Iron Lady, vigorous and resolute, full of aura.
All the people present here can't say anything more, so they can only give up.
Over there, after Mo Bing drank a glass of wine, her stomach immediately turned upside down. She couldn't suppress the nausea in her throat after drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, so she ran out in a hurry, covering her mouth.