"Ai Shuai didn't have a split personality. He was sober when he killed someone." Jiang Lishan called the director, and he stopped by a window.
The director asked him: "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"How did you make sure?" The director changed his sitting position, turned on the computer and said, "Send me the video recording of the inquiry, and the transcript is also fine."
It is not enough to just talk about a person's illness, especially these psychological illnesses that cannot be detected physically. Every psychiatrist must have a video when talking with a patient, so that after the conversation, the doctor can check the patient's expression, body movements, eyes, etc. when answering questions, so as to determine his condition.
Without a video record, a psychiatrist would not be able to directly determine whether a person is sick through dictation.
Even if that person is really sick, the procedures stipulated by these laws must be followed and cannot be avoided.
"There is no information for the time being." Jiang Lishan frowned tightly, "I didn't find out that he had a problem during the conversation, he had already given up his disguise, and he directly threatened me and another patient."
That's why Jiang Lishan had to report this matter immediately, he had to apply to the police to imprison Ai Shuai, and he couldn't be allowed to hang around in the hospital any longer.
Hearing Jiang Lishan's words, the director was a little embarrassed: "Doctor Jiang, you also know the procedure to follow. If there is no video record or information, you have to find other doctors or nurses present to testify for you."
"Okay, I see." Jiang Lishan hung up the phone and walked towards Ai Shuai's ward.
Ai Shuai's ward was transferred to a higher floor. While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Lishan's heart trembled slightly. He looked back to his office, because it was far away and he couldn't see anything clearly. He hesitated for a while, and suddenly wanted to go back to see the young man, but the moment he turned around, the elevator door opened with a "ding".
Jiang Lishan hesitated for a while, but chose to enter the elevator and press the floor number. He was not the only one who used the elevator. During the period, the elevator stopped several times, which wasted some time.
Looking at the stagnant numbers, Jiang Lishan felt his heart tremble more violently, and an inexplicable breath ran through his body, blocking his blood vessels and clogging his trachea, making him unable to breathe, as if the flesh and blood in his skin had been injected with an inexplicable liquid, With inexplicable irritability, he was furious and anxious.
After finally reaching the floor where Ai Shuai lived, Jiang Lishan felt that his footsteps were so sloppy, he couldn't even stand upright, and there was a sense of panic that something was being lost quickly, making his whole world illusory.
He walked to the door of the room with shaking hands, and saw a touch of blue through the small window. Before his heart fell to its original place, his cell phone rang, and it was the nurse he called to accompany the young man.
After sliding down the answer button, the nurse's trembling voice came from the phone: "Jiang, Dr. Jiang..."
Jiang Lishan didn't hear what he said, because the man in the blue hospital ward turned his head. He was not Ai Shuai, but Ai Shuai's nurse—Ai Shuai had the ability to brainwash other patients into lunatics like him , for nurses too.
And he forgot one thing, a very important thing.
Ai Shuai did kill a lot of people, but the number of people who died under his hands was an even number, because he only killed couples.
"Doctor Jiang, the surveillance video has been tuned up, do you want to go and see it?" The nurse walked up to Jiang Lishan's body and asked him in a low voice.
Jiang Lishan was stunned for a moment before replying: "Okay."
He walked into the screening room, where there were many doctors waiting for his arrival, because he was the doctor in charge of Ai Shuai and the youth.
Jiang Lishan walked to the chair at the back and sat down, looked up at the screen, and saw what happened after he left that day that he didn't know—
On the screen, after Ai Shuai pinned the young man to the ground, he slowly gestured on his neck with a knife, his voice was very gentle: "Do you know why I always attack women first?"
"Because of scientific research data, women can endure more pain than men. Among a couple, if the man is the first to be tortured, the woman will generally seek opportunities to save her lover; but if the first torment is the woman , after confirming that there is no possibility of escape, men often give up struggling."
"So I want to see how much pain they can bear, and how their loved ones do nothing to watch how his lover is tortured by me." Ai Shuai laughed again, the laughter was vague In the throat, it sounded weird and harsh, "But I never thought that two men could be together."
Because of the hunger strike, Ai Shuai's cheekbones were raised high, making him look like a skeleton wrapped in human skin. His deep blue eyes were very beautiful, but shone with a chilling cold light. After he finished speaking He didn't stop, and continued to tell the youth on the ground about his bloody killing process.
However, the young man on the ground seemed to be dead, his eyes were half-closed, his eyes were empty, and the blood in his body was slowly flowing out as if it was endless, making everyone who looked at him feel distressed, and his heart felt like It felt sore and swollen like being held hard.
"I didn't intend to treat you like this." Ai Shuai thought that the young man had no ability to resist, and slowly released the knife, holding the young man's face with both hands and gently stroking, "I like you very much, you are just like me , They say you can’t kill because you’re too thin, but so what? I just want to help you prove yourself.”
When the young man lying on the ground heard his words, his eyelashes trembled suddenly, and his lips moved as if he was talking. Ai Shuai put his head close to him and asked, "What are you talking about?"
The young man didn't answer, he quickly picked up the knife that Ai Shuai had placed beside him, raised his hand and inserted it into Ai Shuai's neck spine, twisted his wrist and swung it around heavily, and swiped it around his neck again, cutting Ai Shuai's body The trachea and artery were severed, and the set of movements was smooth and fast, like a seasoned killer.
Ai Shuai trembled all over, and he was still breathing. He flapped his nostrils and wanted to breathe, but was choked by blood into his intake pipe. He coughed violently, and his throat made a "ho ho" sound, and he fell to the side, with the severed arteries splashing. A two-meter-high blood spray sprayed every corner of the house like rain outside the house. The young man slowly sat up from the ground, rode on him, and completely cut Ai Shuai's head with the thin scalpel. Cut off, with a solemn look during the period, not as sinister as Ai Shuai's killing, but just as terrifying, turning a bloody massacre into an artistic violence aesthetics.
Afterwards, Jiang Lishan and the nurse rushed to open the door of the office and broke into the room to stop the young man.
Everyone present looked at this video record with a very heavy heart.
In the quiet and empty meeting room, there was a sharp creaking sound of chairs scraping against the ground. Everyone turned their heads and looked at Jiang Lishan. He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
After finishing speaking, he left the projection room with a lonely and lonely back.
He went to the place where the youth was imprisoned.
The young man has been identified as a person with split personality, and it is a very dangerous type. They have also found his personality switching point, so they must imprison the young man, because they don't know when the young man will say another sentence " so cold".
And he can no longer stay with the young man, because his work is over.
But Jiang Lishan felt that this was wrong. He should stay with the young man all the time, as if they were two souls that were forced to be torn apart. The longer they were apart, the more painful the torn wound would be. We are whole when we are together.
He walked forward in a daze, looking up at the surrounding scenery, at the crescent-like white walls in the hospital, at every doctor and nurse who he could name after going back and forth. The world, but now he feels that this world is so false, he is like a wandering lonely soul, incompatible with this world, only when he is with young people, the world is alive.
"Doctor Jiang, I don't like being here." The young man was sitting in a gray and white room, looking at Jiang Lishan through a small window. Sitting on the bed, he didn't feel any urgency to go out, but Jiang Lishan was standing outside. He just wanted to open this door right away and stay with him, Su Jinzhi asked him, "Can I still go out?"
"Of course." Jiang Lishan looked at him, and smiled with some difficulty, "I will find a way to take you out, Jinzhi, don't worry, okay?"
The young man tilted his head, frowned and said in distress: "But Doctor Jiang, I want to leave here now."
"Then where do you want to go?"
"Ulbury." The young man said, "Winter in that place is beautiful. Have you ever been to Dr. Jiang?"
"No."
"Then you go with me."
Jiang Lishan twitched the corners of his lips again, and said, "Okay, I will accompany you."
The young man laughed when he heard the words, walked barefoot to the front of the ward, and leaned very close to him against the small window, pressing his hand on the transparent glass, Jiang Lishan couldn't help but also moved forward, raised his hand Get up and touch the young man's palm.
The young man asked him: "Doctor Jiang, do you know why your name is Li Shan?"
"Why?" Jiang Lishan almost murmured.
The young man's lips opened and closed in front of him, but he couldn't hear a word, but he saw many strange and familiar pictures, which were between him and the young man—
"I can't understand the characters on your planet, why don't I give you a name?"
"good."
"Your surname is Jiang, and your name is Li Shan. Jiang's surname comes from Shennong. Do you know Shennong? That is the ancestor of our mankind."
"What does Lishan mean?"
"Mountains appearing at dawn."
"Why are you calling me by that name?"
"Because you come from a planet that emits light."
You come from a place of light, and you are the direction where my dark night ushers in the dawn.
Volume 11, Block 68