Sun Jing looked tired. As soon as he sat down, the phone in his office rang. He answered the phone and heard a formulaic voice: "We have rescued the patient sent from your hospital, but he claimed that
Coming from another world, knowing martial arts, having a senior brother, and just killed someone..."
"After repeated inductions, our hospital confirmed that the patient had a mental illness and decided to send him back to your hospital."
"What?"
Sun Jing was about to ask, but the other party had already hung up the phone. He had rich experience in treating mental illness, but he had never heard of it. Is this disease contagious?
Why does the boy they just sent over sound exactly like Yan Xi's symptoms?
One Yan Xi is very troublesome. What will happen if another patient with the same symptoms comes?
Before Sun Jing could figure it out, how could mental illness be contagious? The doorman called to remind him that a patient had been sent here, the child who had just been sent away.
Sun Jing had no choice but to arrange hospitalization first. At this moment, he remembered that he still didn't know the origin of Yuechi, so he hurriedly made a few calls, but neither the hospital where he was rescued nor the nearby police station said that he could not find this person.
The emergency hospital also sent the ICU bill to the mental hospital.
Sun Jing was left speechless and asked Cangqiong, why should he give the bill to the mental hospital?
Yan Xi was given another injection of a large dose of sedative, and was closely observed for several hours. Only then was it determined that there were no signs of illness for the time being, and he was allowed to have lunch.
Throughout the night, he was treated in various ways...
The life of a mental patient is really colorful and unbearable to look back on.
When Yan Xi was eating, his hands were trembling. There was nothing he could do about it. He had been shocked too many times, and the human body could not recover that quickly.
"I want to practice martial arts, I really want to practice martial arts."
"When I master my martial arts skills, I will shock these psychiatrists one by one. Anyway, I am mentally ill and will not be held legally responsible."
Yan Xi has spent a lot of time in mental hospitals, and occasionally feels that being a mentally ill person has some advantages.
Yan Xi thought about the martial arts in his mind. He knew at least three martial arts and a volume of Qing Kung Fu manuals. However, after thinking for a moment, he still felt that he could not have a passion for it.
Practicing martial arts is too hard.
Whether it's White Ape Boxing, Bronze Elephant Kung Fu, or Iron Bone Kung Fu, they are all outsiders' kung fu, and they are the most labor-intensive. They have to get up early and work hard at night, practicing day and night. How can Yan Xi, a nerd author, endure this hard work?
As for the Qinggong handbook that he got from Yun Jizi, let alone it. He couldn't understand it at all. If he practiced blindly, he might not live to be fifty-eight.
After weighing and weighing for a while, Yan Xi was feeling that he had no connection with martial arts, and felt very sad. Suddenly he saw a nurse passing by pushing a patient who was wrapped up like a mummy.
The patients in the mental hospital all had brain problems, and it was rare to see injured patients. He couldn't help but pay attention to it a few more times, and found that it looked familiar.
The young man lying on the mobile hospital bed had a handsome face and a pair of eyes that rolled around. He was very energetic and kept saying: "Where is this? I want to go back to the Taoist temple, I want my second senior brother, and I want to avenge my master."
The nurse pushing him looked wary, fearing that the boy would jump up and go crazy.
"Moon Pond!"
"Why was he sent back?"
"That's right! He is a little Taoist priest from another world and is incompatible with this world. It is strange that he is not regarded as mentally ill."
"Qinglongshan Mental Hospital is a professional hospital..."
"Bah! How could I have the idea that a mental hospital would be a good idea? I'm afraid I have some serious illness."
Yan Xi's heart suddenly moved. Seeing Yuechi reminded him that he still had a martial arts that he could practice, and it would definitely not be hard.
"Yes!"
"I also have the Snow Mountain Sect breathing technique."
"Those people are trying to steal the Xueshan Sect's sword manual. This thing is definitely better than the White Ape Fist, Bronze Elephant Kung Fu, and Iron Bone Kung Fu."
"I seem to have just entered the door."
Yan Xi made some gestures and found that in the non-character state, he could not see the character data and story line at all, so he could only give up and try his luck without looking at the data panel.
Yan Xi sat there motionless in a daze, looking like a serious mental patient. Seeing that he was so quiet, the nurse felt relieved and did not bother him at all.
If a manic psychosis suddenly calms down, it is a sign that the condition is getting better, which is a good thing.
Yan Xi silently operated the Snow Mountain School Breathing Technique, and countless strange and weird techniques emerged in his mind. Regarding common sense such as meridians, he had learned about it when he wrote an online article, and he could easily sense that there was something in his lower abdomen.
A piece of coolness.
With his efforts, this piece of coolness slowly moved towards the perineum. After being warmed and nourished by the perineum for a while, it rushed into the coccyx, rushed to several acupoints in one breath, and stopped at the Ming Gate.
Yan Xi was not anxious, he just felt it was fun. He directed the cool feeling to move back and forth in several acupuncture points. He had a great time until the nurse came over to remind him that he needed treatment, and then he gave up in frustration.
Yan Xi was taken into the electroshock treatment room again and tied to the treatment equipment. It was not that Yan Xi had never resisted, but as a key patient in the department, he was watched by several security guards every time. The results of his resistance were average. Now he
I have learned to endure the humiliation and bear the burden, accept the hardships, and if you endure it, you will get through it.
When the electric current poured into the body, the coolness in Yan Xi's acupuncture points suddenly became active, creating a wonderful attraction.
Yan Xi could feel that the electric current pouring into his body was constantly flowing into the coolness. Apart from refreshing his body, there was no harm at all.
This surprise is extraordinary.
Yan Xi was so moved that he almost shed tears.
Seeing that Yan Xi had no reaction and looked happy, the doctor in charge of the treatment suspected that there was something wrong with the instrument and slightly increased the current.
After a while, he turned it up a little, and then he didn't dare to increase the current anymore. If something happened to the patient, he couldn't bear the responsibility.
After another electric shock treatment, Yan Xi felt that his condition was better than ever.
He heard the attending doctor say: "Your course of electroshock treatment is over. Congratulations. You don't have to come here anymore."
Yan Xi was quite disappointed and blurted out: "I just felt the wonderful electric shock, why did it stop? Can you make up for another course of treatment?"
There was a slight sweat on the doctor's forehead, and he whispered: "Get the security over quickly, the patient Yan Xi has another attack."
Yan Xi said angrily: "I'm not sick." He followed the nurse back to his ward.
After Yan Xi left, the doctor in charge of electroshock treatment wrote in the medical record: The electroshock treatment was completely ineffective, the patient's symptoms worsened, and it was recommended to change the treatment plan.
Yuechi looked at the ceiling, he couldn't understand at all, how did he get to this place?
Everyone here is very strange, and he can't understand what they say. Everything, including the house, is very strange. He misses his second senior brother and his own Taoist temple.
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