When some criminals evade legal sanctions, they will pretend to be crazy and behave stupidly and make themselves mental patients.
However, potentially dangerous mental patients are also forced to receive treatment. Life in a mental hospital may not be better than prison. I mean the mental aspect.
After investigating the isolation ward, I planned to enter the isolation ward again in a wandering state during the night. As soon as I floated out of the morgue, I encountered a thunderstorm and also encountered a murder case.
Back in the duty room, my heart couldn't be calm for a long time.
When a weak person is forced into desperation, he will also rise up to resist. As the saying goes, rabbits will bite when they are forced into a hurry.
Huang's warning made me afraid to continue investigating the situation in the isolation ward, but this was only temporary.
At four o'clock in the morning, Pan Gui woke up and said to me: "Doctor Yuan, hurry up and rest for a while, the sky is about to dawn!" I agreed, went back to the ** to lie down, and Pan Gui went to the bathroom.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered the murder case outside. The murderer was the little security guard who heard the name.
In my sleep, I entered the medicinal material warehouse, sat down at the table, picked up the magnifying glass, and asked the phantom in the ring what to do when it happened
Xu Ying asked me: "Why does the old Cao you said want to park indiscriminately?"
I didn’t know how to answer right now
Xu Ying continued to analyze: "There must be some dispute between the old Cao and the hospital leader. He parked the car on the fire exit deliberately."
"I want to go to the isolation ward to investigate again, can seniors have a way to avoid the eyes and ears of ghosts?" I asked unwillingly.
The ghost in the ring replied: "No, if the other party is a human, you can't see your soul, but the other party is also a ghost, and it's still a ghost, then all the souls can't escape his ghost eyes, you still don't take risks Now, the isolation ward is very yin qi, and the outside is covered by a layer of black qi, and the resentment inside is also very heavy. You can look at your face in the mirror. Dark circles have appeared and your face is also covered by a layer of black qi. Stay away from him!"
When I answered, I put down the magnifying glass, got up and left the warehouse, and returned to the duty room. I saw Pan Gui sitting at the table and took out the pager to check that the rain had stopped outside. I floated out of the morgue and slowly drifted towards the isolation ward. From a distance, I saw the old hump-backed bell cleaning the litter in the courtyard.
Looking closely at this isolation ward building, a layer of black mist was emitted.
I returned to the roof of the morgue and continued to look at the isolation ward. This old building is heavily guarded, like a prison.
When Venus appeared in the East, I suddenly remembered the murder in the night. I wonder if the body of the deceased Lao Cao is still in the nursery.
The heavy rain at night scoured the soil in the nursery. There were only flowers and plants that had been trampled on, and there was no Lao Cao's corpse. There was still time, I quickly floated to the parking lot of the hospital, and saw two security guards wearing raincoats inspecting the vehicles in the parking lot. A black Santana was still blocking the exit, causing random parking outside the parking lot. Many vehicles.
Old Cao's body was in the driver's seat of this Santana, his body was covered with mud, his face was also wide, and his eyes were wide open.
I deliberately wrote down the license plate number jaw of this Santana A62430.
After returning to the duty room in the morgue, I opened my eyes and took out my phone to check the time. It was already six o'clock.
When Pan Gui saw me waking up, he said, "Doctor Yuan, you're awake, it's still early, you can sleep for another half an hour!"
I said that I didn't need it, so I went to the bathroom for convenience, and then washed my face in front of the faucet. Looking at the mirror on the wall, I saw that my face was faintly enveloped by a layer of black air.
As usual, Umber arrived at 6:30. The two of us first went to the morgue to check the stored corpses. He said: "The corpses should not be left in the morgue for more than a week, otherwise they will be moved into the morgue first. Mortuary beds and corpse boxes have different rental prices, so we have to register them in time."
We entered the anatomy room and scared me as soon as we entered.
There is a huge glass tank here, like a erected crystal coffin, but inside it is a corpse that has been opened and is soaked in a potion of formalin.
Wengbo complained: "These medical students are too naughty, and putting the specimens in this way will scare people!"
After the shift was completed, Pan Gui and I said goodbye to Weng Bo, left the morgue and returned to the ward building.
Zheng Xiumin had woken up, washed, and was applying makeup. The expensive pager rang, he hurriedly took it out to look through it, and borrowed Zheng Xiumin's mobile phone to call back.
I saw Qingqing still sleeping peacefully, and Zheng Xiumin asked me: "Doctor Yuan, would you like to go round with Professor Hong today?" I nodded, remembering that there was a white bag in my bag that Professor Hong lent me to wear. I forgot to return it to him yesterday afternoon.
After finishing the call, Pan Gui came back and said to us, "I have to go busy again today. They are all regular customers and take great care of me. My sister has to continue to trouble you to take care of!"
Zheng Xiumin motioned him to rest assured, and then said to me: "What do you want for breakfast, I'll go out and buy it!"
I replied: "It's okay, you can just buy some!"
Zheng Xiumin carried her bag on her back and left the ward. I also put on a white coat and went to report to Professor Hong.
When Professor Hong saw me, he asked: "I have a craniotomy today. Would you like to go to the operating table to observe it?"
When I was in a hurry, he led me to start the rounds. There are so many students in this group of facts. It seems that I have returned to my internship in our county hospital.
After the rounds, I returned to the ward, and the nurse continued to treat Qingqing with infusion.
I took my pen and notebook and prepared to go to the operating table with Professor Hong. Special nurse Mei Xiuying rushed over, I nodded to her and left the ward.
In the operating room, Professor Hong told me while disinfecting: "You are only in charge of watching, you must not interfere in the operation, and you can ask me if you don't understand!"
This patient was a young man who had a sudden brain tumor. Professor Hong carefully inspected the patient’s brain CT and said: "Fortunately, the tumor was discovered early, in the outer layer of the brain, the risk of surgery is not high, and the prognosis is relatively good. optimism!"
The nurse had shaved the patient’s hair. At half past nine, the operation officially began. After the patient’s head was disinfected with iodophor, Professor Hong took out the craniotome, opened the skull at the lesion by drilling and removed the meninges. , I saw a soy-sized tumor.
In fact, craniotomy is not as difficult as I imagined, but any operation is strict and precise, and it must not be careless.
After I got off the operating table, although I was just observing, I was sweating too tired.
Back in the ward, Zheng Xiumin had already returned and said to me: "I'm really sorry, something happened in the morning, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, I brought bread and milk back."
Mei Xiuying, who was nursing Qingqing, asked us: "Doctor Yuan, what is your relationship with this girl?"
I replied: "Friendship, Girl Pan is my girlfriend, and Military Doctor Zheng is responsible for taking care of us!"
Zheng Xiumin took out a kraft paper envelope and handed it to me, saying, "Your letter!"
I checked the address and it was issued by my hometown. I opened it. It contained my ID card and graduation certificate, as well as a letter from my sister. It said that my family was already putting together money. Twenty thousand yuan may not be enough. When I made up to 50,000 yuan, Guo Zhen brought my sister to send it.
I don’t know what to spend here, so I asked Zheng Xiumin: "My sister wrote to say that my family is already collecting money. I wonder if 50,000 yuan is enough?" (End of this chapter)