The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Chapter 111: obituary

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He Rin's mental strength was damaged before, and An Xian was helping him with treatment, but she did not find any signs of cultivation on him. Later, because of the need for treatment, she taught the basic method of qi training.

And the He family is also one of the members of the research institute. How could He Rin, a descendant of the He family, appear on the list? Even if he is like Qiao Yuli, he is also a house grabbing container prepared by a blood relative, but they only need to keep him in captivity and cultivate him in secret. There is really no need to participate in Jing Ming's so-called psychotherapy.

Is it just the same name

An Xian called up He Rin's relevant information, which recorded his personal information and treatment. The appearance at the age of three or four is very different from now, but the date of birth and the color of hair and eyes are the same, so there is a high possibility of being the same person.

Condition description is reactive psychosis with obsessive-compulsive symptoms. Mainly manifested as emotional out of control, nonsense, destroying items, occasional hallucinations, strong desire for monopoly on what he likes, and any attempt to snatch, will stimulate his tyrannical mood.

He Rin has only been in psychotherapy for more than a year, and there is no record of follow-up after that. In such a short time, his illness is cured

Although he didn't know what happened, An Xian was sure that He Rin had never practiced any exercises.

Is it really just an ordinary psychological treatment

An Xian felt that things were not so simple. But after more than 20 years, unless the person concerned takes the initiative to speak up, it may be difficult for her to find out the truth again.

Pulling out He Rin's information and putting it aside, An Xian planned to find clues from other patients of the same period as him.

She began to browse the information of more than 100 other people one by one. From the medical records alone, there was nothing strange about it. Until she randomly entered the names of a few people and searched for their information on the Internet, only to find a shocking obituary.

In this era, as long as someone dies, relatives and friends will send an obituary online to comfort the deceased in the sky.

176 people, 149 obituaries, and the rest, except for a few who could not find any information, there are only 13 people who are still alive. The time of death varied from three to seven years, and most died of mental riots.

Because the patient information is confidential and geographically dispersed, and the cause of death is an extremely common mental riot, no one has linked the deaths of these people.

An Xian looked at the young faces in front of him, and a huge anger rose in his heart.

This is still the smallest group, and it is hard to imagine how many innocent lives the Institute has killed over the years.

Anxian stood up, walked to the window, looked at the patients who were playing in the playground downstairs, and his mind was full of thoughts.

The power of several major families in the institute is deeply ingrained, and it is not something she can shake now, but she has what the other party dreams of - the way of cultivation and the way of longevity.

The goals that they could not achieve in their extremely poor life, she will achieve for those victims one by one.

The greater the number of victims, the greater the consequences they will suffer in the future.

Anxian sat back at the computer desk and continued to check the data. It looked like a few hours, and it wasn't until Jouly knocked on the door that she realized it was dinner time.

She hid the information first, then walked out of the room and went to the cafeteria with Qiao Yuli.

When he came to the cafeteria, An Xian met the three of Fulin.

Fulin's eye sockets were sunken and his face was haggard; Da Wu's nerves were tense and his eyes wandered; Xiao Wu's eyes were red and his eyes were not squint.

The way they looked at the moment looked more like patients than the patients around them.

"Mr. Roy." Fulin asked solemnly, "My young master's condition seems to have stabilized. I wonder if he can leave?"

"The treatment of mental illness is not so easy, otherwise there will be no such mental patients in the world." An Xian glanced at him indifferently.

"I reported the situation here to the master. He also thinks that the young master is not suitable to stay here to recuperate. I plan to send him to a regular hospital for a comprehensive examination." Fulin increased his tone.

As if remembering something, An Xian suddenly said, "Did I forget to tell you?"

Fulin was taken aback: "What?"

"I asked a professional psychiatrist to identify that Qiao Yuli's disease is a memory disorder caused by schizophrenia, accompanied by mental disorders, and it is likely to hurt others when it is out of control. It has reached the minimum standard for compulsory admission. , this hospital has the right to require him to stay in hospital for treatment until it is determined that he will not endanger himself or others." An Xian replied calmly.

"Which psychiatrist are you talking about? Why don't I know?" Flynn was stunned.

"The one sitting behind you." An Xian gestured over there. "Donald, a member of the School of Medicine of Atlanta College, a professor of psychiatry, and the attending physician of St. Joseph's Hospital. You will never doubt his diagnosis. Bar?"

Fulin turned his head and saw a man in his 50s or 60s wearing a white coat, his hair was meticulously combed, and he looked very stable with an academic temperament.

He seemed to have heard the name Donald, but he never thought that Roy would be able to invite such a famous psychiatrist to come here for consultation.

Flynn stood up, straightened his clothes, walked up to Donald, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Professor Donald."

Seeing this, Qiao Yuli whispered in An Xian's ear, "When did he do a mental appraisal for me?"

An Xian replied lightly, "Just now."

Qiao Yuli: "..." Isn't this kind of temporary lie that will be exposed in minutes

Flynn and Donald talked for a long time, and when he came back, his face was very solemn, and he looked at Qiao Yuli worriedly: "I didn't expect your situation to be so serious."

Joey: "???"

What did you talk to that doctor about

Fulin sighed: "Sorry, young master, I was too careless. You can stay here to recuperate, and I will tell the truth about the master."

Joey: "???"

So what exactly did you talk to that doctor about

Squinting peeking at An Xian, the latter looked calm. Qiao Yuli could only try his best to restrain his expression and make himself look a little melancholy.

"Mr. Roy, in order to be safe, can you show me my young master's diagnosis report?" Flynn still had some doubts.

"No problem." An Xian answered cheerfully.

Qiao Yuli looked sideways: You are silent, even have the diagnosis report ready

An Xian was really ready. The attending doctor was Donald, and the report was very professional. Even an expert could not find any mistakes, let alone Fulin, a layman.

After Fulin read the report, An Xian added: "Schizophrenia is hereditary to a certain extent. I suggest that your master also check it out to prevent it from happening."

Fulin's face sank, and Da Wu looked at him with horror.

He even suspected that the head of the Qiao family was mentally ill? Is it really good to say it so blatantly, despite their suspicions

After separating from Fulin and the others, Qiao Yuli followed An Xian to the consultation room, and finally couldn't help asking, "Aren't you afraid that Fulin will find out?"

"Found what?"

"Donald is also a patient in a mental hospital!"

An Xian smiled: "Don't worry, the news of Donald's illness has not been disclosed to the public. If you don't deliberately check, Fulin will not know. What's more, he is indeed a well-known professor of psychiatry, but he just has some mental problems. ."

Joey: "... well, I have another question, how could he lie to you?"

"Didn't you say it? There is something wrong with his spirit." An Xian said in a normal tone, "No matter who you ask him about his condition, he will automatically substitute a medical record that he has handled, and it can be done seamlessly. Connection, no flaws."

Joey: Are you sure he's really a doctor and not a professional liar

"You don't need to pay attention to Fulin's side, I'll take care of it. If they want to take you away while I'm away, you can contact me immediately, and I'll let them know that the mental hospital is not a place where mortals like them can run wild. "An Xian's tone was calm.

Qiao Yuli: Leader of the alliance, you are really domineering.

There is no problem at the mental hospital for the time being. An Xian plans to ask He Rin to meet and re-examine his physical and mental condition. It must be determined whether he has practiced any exercises. More importantly, to determine whether he was taken away.

If he was really taken away, it would represent the real He Rin, who had been dissipated as early as three years old, and now this He Rin was just resurrected by an ancestor of the He family who borrowed his body. In the process of winning the house, his memory may be incomplete, and he may not remember who he is.

But if his memory is not incomplete, everything is just his disguise, it will be terrible. You must know that Anxian taught him a complete set of Qigong methods. Although it was only a basic method, it was undoubtedly a clear path for them who had been studying Qigong for hundreds of years.

Thinking of this, An Xian immediately sent He Rin a text message.

On the other side of the city, He Rin had just finished the meeting and was about to attend a banquet when he suddenly felt a slight vibration in his wrist. He raised his hand and saw the word "Hua Hua" appeared on the screen.

He Rin's heart shrank, and she almost couldn't believe her eyes.

Quickly open a text message: [Do you have time recently? I want to see your recovery.]

Huahua asks him to meet!

He Rin replied in seconds: [I have time these days, I will find you at night.]

After waiting for a minute, a new reply was sent: [Okay, I'll wait for you at home.]

Waiting for him at home

He Rin's mood instantly soared, and while walking downstairs briskly, he said to Feituo, "Go to Siyou Mountain."

Feituo was shocked: "Now?"

"Um."

"But Mr. He," Feituo reminded, "you have a banquet to attend later."

"It's just an ordinary banquet, you just need to push me away." Huahua took the initiative to invite him for the first time, even if it was a state banquet, he would create conditions to go to the appointment.

Feituo was speechless, so he could only inform the secretary and let her make arrangements. As long as that alliance leader is involved, someone will immediately become irrelevant.

Speaking of which, they haven't been in touch for several months, and Feituo thought that his father He had been dumped by the leader...