In the hospital, a psychiatrist suggests that another psychiatrist is a ghost. Does this prove that they have a mental illness
In the eyes of normal people, they would definitely think that the patient who said the doctor was a ghost had a problem, but Chen Gebing didn’t think so. He subconsciously thought that what the patient said was worth thinking about, which means that he also subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with Dr. Gao .
The brain started to hurt again, Chen Ge gritted his teeth, he is now at a loss, his way of thinking is obviously different from normal people, is he really sick
It is very difficult for stubborn people to admit that they are mentally ill, because once they admit that they are ill, it will directly overturn their original world view.
When both worldview and cognitive thinking change, a person ceases to be himself.
Without continuing to think deeply, Chen Ge emptied his mind, and he did not take the initiative to recall his previous memories.
The pain gradually diminished, and within twenty-four hours from the coma to waking up, Chen Ge had mastered the way to avoid the pain.
And this is when he has lost most of his memory and everything is based on instinct.
Sitting on the bench, Chen Ge, who had adjusted his condition, turned his head and glanced at Dr. Gao. He was surprised to find that Dr. Gao was looking at him at this time.
Those sharp eyes stared directly at Chen Ge's eyes, as if he could directly pierce his skin and see the thoughts in his head, which made him quite uncomfortable.
"Among psychiatrists, there is a saying that patients should not ponder anything they say. We only need to trust scientific data, observe clear pathological changes, and prescribe the correct drugs for treatment." Gao The doctor said slowly: "This is not only responsible for the patient, but also responsible for myself."
"That patient really seems to be able to see ghosts? Doctor Gao, do you think there really are ghosts in the world?" Chen Ge knew that Dr. Gao had discovered something, and he just casually said that he wanted to change the subject, but let him Unexpectedly, when he asked the question of whether there really are ghosts in the world, there was a sharp pain in the depths of his brain! It seems that this question has been asked him before!
The sudden pain caused Chen Ge to cover his head, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
Dr. Gao next to him quickly grabbed Chen Ge's hand: "Breathe as I taught you!"
After three or four minutes, Chen Ge finally calmed down, and Dr. Gao put the medicine bottle back in his pocket. He originally planned to feed Chen Ge two more pills.
"Did you recall any bad memory just now?"
"En." Chen Ge nodded. He wouldn't deliberately underestimate the IQ of others, so he didn't deny it directly: "I seem to have seen ghosts before, and all kinds of ghosts."
"This is normal. You imagine yourself as the owner of a haunted house, and your employees are all kinds of ghosts." Dr. Gao pointed to the garden fence: "The root of all these fantasies is the haunted house in Xinhai Paradise, your subconscious mind. I put myself in the identity of the actress. The operation of the haunted house was bleak, and a large number of employees left, so you imagined that there are real ghosts in the world, and let all kinds of real ghosts act as actors to solve the problem of insufficient manpower for you ."
"impossible… "
"Why did the employees of that haunted house leave?"
"Because there are too few tourists, wages cannot be paid."
"Use real ghosts as employees, do you need to pay them the money used by living people as wages?"
"It doesn't seem necessary."
"This is the source of your fantasy." Dr. Gao helped Chen Ge to the chair: "You have everything in your imagination, but nothing has changed in reality. You can still only hide behind the window and peep at the actress. And she still faces the risk of a poorly managed haunted house closing down."
Dr. Gao sighed: "Do you know what I'm most worried about now?"
"What are you worried about?" Chen Ge didn't understand.
"I'm worried that before long, that haunted house really closes, and you may never see that actress again."
Hearing Doctor Gao's words, Chen Ge's heart clenched fiercely.
"This is reality. It never changes with someone's will. The wind blows and the grass falls on both sides. You think you are the wind, but in fact we are all grass." Dr. Gao's voice was calm with a hint of sadness: "I I don't want to puncture your beautiful fantasies, but I know that if that haunted house closes, you may lose your last thought, which may cause your condition to suddenly deteriorate."
Chen Ge didn't speak, and Dr. Gao understood Chen Ge's current conflicting feelings: "What you have to do now is not to immerse yourself in your own fantasy, but to bravely go out and start a new life. Instead of waiting until the haunted house closes down, you The condition has deteriorated and she can no longer leave the hospital. It is better that you cooperate with our treatment, recover as soon as possible, and then leave this hospital to find her."
Every word that Dr. Gao said made sense, and he considered the problem entirely from Chen Ge's point of view. It seemed that it was all for Chen Ge's good.
"Is my past really just a fantasy?" When Chen Ge thought of the collapse of the haunted house, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. This kind of pain was different from the physical pain. It was indescribable, but it was painful.
"Actually, you should have understood long ago that there are countless real-life images in your fantasy stories, and have you noticed that there are several psychiatrists and psychiatrists in your stories? They have implemented your entire story, At the turning point in your story, do you think it's really a coincidence?"
"Isn't it?" Chen Ge's eyes were a little dazed. There were indeed several mental hospitals in his fragmented memory, and every doctor seemed to have his own story, all of them very important characters.
The one who killed the young self was a doctor in a white coat, the president of the association was Dr. Gao, the friend who was entrusted by his parents to take care of him was Dr. Chen, and it seemed that there was another… Dr. Fang
The brain suddenly seemed to be stabbed by a needle, Chen Ge shuddered, and he just held on.
"The turning point of those doctors happened to be when we intervened and treated you. Your fantasy is actually just a continuation of reality. You will gradually realize it." Dr. Gao chatted with Chen Ge for a while, and then it seemed that What happened to other wards, after he fed Chen Ge two pills, he left in a hurry, leaving Chen Ge alone in the hospital garden.
"I really want to go to that haunted house." After swallowing the pills, Chen Ge's thinking became dull, the pain felt much less, time seemed to slow down, and sleepiness gradually surged: "This kind of life and stories It is indeed more comfortable to live a terrifying life."
With the passage of time, the outdoor temperature gradually increased, and there were many fewer doctors and patients, and there was no one around Chen Ge.
And at this moment, the sound of Xixi Susuo came from the flowers, and Chen Ge slowly turned his head to look there.
The flower stem was squeezed open, and a cat's head protruded from the flower.
The cat was all snow-white, and its eyes were not the same color. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately ran over and jumped onto Chen Ge's knee.
The plastered leg was pressed by the white cat, Chen Ge grinned in pain: "What a big cat."
This cat may be due to a special breed, twice the size of a normal domestic cat, dead and dead.
More importantly, this cat has no self-knowledge at all, and is very skilled in wanting to climb on Chen Ge's shoulders.
Holding the white cat with both hands, Chen Ge put it on the chair next to him: "How come there are cats in the hospital? Is it a stray cat from outside?"
Chen Ge and it stared at them with big eyes and small eyes. The cat's eyes were very spiritual and contained many different emotions.
"Does your master want you?" Chen Ge said to the white cat. What he didn't expect was that after he said this, there was doubt in the cat's eyes.
"Really? Fake? Did I read it wrong? Why do I feel like this cat is making eye contact with me?" Chen Ge murmured to himself, looking harmless to humans and animals.
The white cat tilted its head and looked at Chen Ge for a long time, with a hint of cunning flashing in its eyes, it jumped up suddenly, slapped Chen Ge on the back of the head with its cat's paw, and then seemed to be worried about Chen Ge's revenge, and ran out a long way.
Sitting on the chair, Chen Geren was dumbfounded. He covered the back of his head: "I am twenty-six years old, and was hit on the back of the head by a cat?"
The white cat hid in the flowers a few meters away and looked at Chen Ge, and the doubts in its eyes deepened a lot.
"If I hadn't had a cast on my leg, you'd be dead by now." Chen Ge's drowsiness from taking the medicine has long since dissipated. He is very energetic now. Looking at the white cat in front of him still has a special sense of familiarity, but he is also It's just familiarity, he doesn't have any memory fragments related to cats in his mind. This cat doesn't seem to exist in his own story or in reality.
In other words, the memory fragments in his mind were only related to people, not cats.
Listening to Chen Ge's threat, the white cat was not only not afraid, but ran back.
"You are so courageous." Chen Ge looked at the white cat's confused eyes, and he felt strange, the cat seemed to know him: "Are you the stray cat I raised before the accident? Or when I was hospitalized How often do you feed you something to eat?"
The white cat couldn't speak. After it found out that Chen Ge really didn't remember it, the light in its eyes dimmed. It ran around Chen Ge and rubbed its head against Chen Ge's calf.
"Stop rubbing, you are so strong, don't crack the plaster for me." Chen Ge held the white cat on his lap. He looked at the white cat's eyes with different colors, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger. , but can't remember.
Xu Shi saw that something was wrong with Chen Ge. The white cat kept barking, and it bit Chen Ge's trousers, as if it wanted to lead Chen Ge somewhere.
Leaning on his armpit crutches, Chen Ge stood up and followed the white cat to the depths of the garden. They crossed the entire hospital garden and came to the hospital fence.
On the other side of the road is the West Park of Xinhai Paradise. The white cat got out of the gap between the railings and looked at Chen Ge.
"You want me to leave with you? You want me to leave this hospital?"
Chen Ge looked at the fence more than two meters high and shook his head.
He is very weak now, with one leg still in plaster cast, so he struggles to walk, and it is impossible for him to climb over the two-meter-high fence.
Seeing that Chen Ge was about to go back, the white cat got in again and bit his pants, but he didn't let go.
About five minutes later, footsteps were heard in the distance, and the white cat let go of his mouth and got out of the fence to escape.
"Chen Ge? What are you doing here?" Doctor Gao stood behind Chen Ge.
"I want to see that park up close. If I'm lucky enough, maybe I can see her." Chen Ge's eyes showed a hint of anticipation. His reasons were reasonable and Dr. Gao had no doubts.
"We should go back."
"OK."
Chen Ge followed behind Dr. Gao. He took a few steps and looked back at the fence. The cat was hiding in the bushes outside the fence, showing half of its head, and the strange eyes kept staring at Chen Ge.
Back in the ward, Chen Ge saw that Zuo Han was still lying on his side on the bed, and his posture had not changed.
"Didn't you go to dinner?" Chen Ge felt that he was born to be a warm man. Even if he lost some of his memory, he would still instinctively care about strangers.
"I'm not hungry." Zuo Han sat up from the bed and opened the door of the ward a slit. When he saw no one outside, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Where did that doctor take you this morning? Did he do anything to you? Hypnotized? Or did he force you to take some medicine?"
"We went to sit in the garden, and in the middle, Dr. Gao seemed to have other things and left suddenly." Chen Ge sat on his bed with a smile on his lips: "By the way, I also encountered a very interesting thing today. Thing is, there is a stray cat in the hospital, it sticks to me like a cat I keep."
"The stray cat is the most vigilant and won't stick to a stranger. Maybe that cat is really related to you." Zuo Han pulled the zipper on the back of the pillow and took out a few pieces of shredded paper. It seems to say something: "Animals are sometimes more reliable than people because they don't have complex emotions, and more often they act on instinct."
"But I don't have the cat's memory at all. To be precise, the memory in my mind is full of fragments. As long as I look back on the past, it will give me a headache."
Chen Ge's words resonated with Zuo Han, he put down the pillow and walked quietly to Chen Ge's side: "You and I are in a similar situation. Although my memory is not missing, there is a logical error in my memory!"
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that my memory has been manipulated! Damn it! I'm very familiar with this feeling! I don't know why!" Zuo Han said viciously: "There are some contradictory details in my memory. People probably thought that it was the first time I encountered such a thing, so he was careless, he didn't know that I would even doubt my own memory!"
"Brother, although your symptoms are indeed similar to those of persecutory paranoia, I still think you are very powerful." Chen Ge felt that Zuo Han had a special temperament, and compared with Zuo Han, he seemed too mediocre.
"Don't say that, I have inquired, that kind of white medicine can't be eaten by everyone. Occasionally, the doctor will feed them some powder when the patient is out of control. What about you? Two tablets at a time, three times a day? I doubt this The hospital wants to kill you with drugs!" Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge with fearful eyes.
"probably not."
"Forget it, I'm just warning you, and you should pay attention. It's best to talk less during the day, and there are ears on the wall." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he lay on his side again. He still didn't take off his shoes, as if he was ready to escape at any time.
After having a meal at noon, Chen Ge received psychological counseling from Dr. Gao in the afternoon and continued to feed him medication, and his illness did not recur.
The peaceful and beautiful day ended like this, and the sky slowly darkened.
After taking the medicine, Chen Ge fell asleep early, and he was woken up by Zuo Han around 0:00.
"What's wrong?"
"Shh." Zuo Han pointed to the door of the ward and motioned Chen Ge to listen carefully.
Lying on the door, Chen Ge listened with his ears open. A man's screams could be vaguely heard in the corridor. He seemed to keep repeating the word "ghost".
"Zhang Jingjiu?"
"You know him?"
"I met during the day, and he grabbed my hand and shouted at me ghost, ghost, ghost." Chen Ge told Zuo Han what happened during the day.
"He is in pain now, and the hospital is obviously torturing him in some way." Zuo Han frowned: "The hospital cannot torture him for no reason, it must be because he made a mistake."
After speaking, Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge: "Is it because he leaked secrets to you? This hospital isn't really full of ghosts, right?"