Schiller found the room where Oaks was. It didn't take much effort, because on his way there, he saw a group of people walking towards the other side cursing. After asking, he found out that there was a madman in the dormitory where they were staying.
, they now have to go to someone else.
Schiller knew that this madman was probably Oakes, but when he opened the door and saw Oakes' current condition, he was still surprised.
Oakes is a strong man. When he first met him, Schiller was surprised by his big size. When he and Lisa stood together, if Lisa was a Barbie doll, then Oakes was the biggest teddy bear.
, the whole person is tall and wide, and the little nurses said that he can be stuck in the door frame of the hospital.
But now he has lost a lot of weight, almost half as wide as before. Although working on the space station may be harder and there is not so much time for fitness, this level of shrinkage is still shocking enough.
He had shaved off most of his beard, and although he looked much younger, he looked paler. His condition was somewhat similar to Lisa's, maybe even worse than Lisa's.
When Schiller was close to him, he heard something muttering in his mouth. Schiller seemed to vaguely hear Lisa's name, so he said to Oakes: "Oakes, can you still hear me? Lisa?"
Sha is fine, she asked me to come find you."
Oakes' cloudy eyes flashed, but his auditory system seemed to have failed to successfully connect to the brain's network, and soon became unresponsive.
Schiller had to take the risk and walked up to check. He wore a white coat when he came. He knew that Oaks had a good impression of doctors. Even if ordinary people saw a doctor's attire after encountering a disaster, their mental stability would be very high.
will rise significantly.
Oakes did not get angry, but it was possible that he would have done so, because Schiller saw traces of a struggle around him. It was obvious that Oakes had just driven out all his roommates in a crazy round.
Observing Oakes more closely, Schiller found that he had some symptoms of fatigue, confusion, trembling lips, inability to concentrate well, and insufficient response to external stimuli.
Several illnesses began to flash through Schiller's mind and were dismissed one by one until only one remained - bipolar disorder.
Judging from previous descriptions of Oakes' work status, he has symptoms of depression, manifested as frustration, weakness, and a decline in hand-eye coordination, resulting in an inability to complete his work well.
The current Oakes should have just passed the period of excitement, and he is in a state of severe fatigue. If nothing happens, he will soon turn into a state of depression again.
There are various causes of this disease. In previous observations, Schiller did not find that Oakes had genetic symptoms, which means that he should have acquired the disease.
If nothing else, it should be the result of the pressure of taking care of Lisa, the unsatisfactory work at the space station, and the pressure from her boss, but it is still rare for it to deteriorate like this in such a short period of time.
Patients with bipolar disorder are almost unable to communicate during the onset of the disease. During the hyperactive period, the language system will be overworked, thinking will be erratic and illogical, and they will basically answer questions from others.
During depression, the thinking will be slow, the language logic will be more broken, and there will be a very obvious pessimistic tendency. The desire to communicate and express will not be strong, and many times will refuse to communicate, and even show panic towards other people's social invitations.
This is a relatively common emotional disorder. Schiller has encountered many such patients, so he knew that he was at the right place this time, and it was a coincidence.
This kind of patient is indeed difficult to deal with, but there is an important key frame in their treatment, which is Oakes' current state, which is when the hyperactive period has just ended and is about to turn into depression.
At this time, the hyperactive phase consumes a lot of their physical energy, making them no longer able to yell or even show aggressive tendencies as they did during the hyperactive episode. They no longer have the energy to do so, and it is safe for medical staff to approach at this time.
But at the same time, their excessively empty brains leave them no time to think, and their depression has not yet had time to occupy the high ground of their brains. Now their thinking is completely blank. Even the hypnosis that many psychiatrists have prepared cannot achieve this brain-clearing effect.
This was the best time to take advantage of their hearts. Schiller dragged Oakes to the middle of the floor. Oaks wanted to resist, but he had no strength, and his brain could not think about what Schiller was going to do, or even take measures to protect himself.
Neither can be activated.
Schiller squatted beside him, as if looking at a big meal, rubbed his hands, then stood up, and turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a small desk lamp on the desk.
Once the light dimmed, Oakes appeared drowsy. Schiller stood diagonally in front of him and said: "Can you hear me? Oakes, Lisa asked me to come."
"Yes, Lisa..." Oakes repeated.
"Don't be afraid, you have been rescued." Schiller said: "Now you are in the bed at NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital. Do you still remember that light?"
Oaks stretched his eyelids hard and blinked, as if he could not recall anything. Schiller continued: "Reach out and touch the sheets. The nurse just changed them today. They are a little cold now, but they will warm up in the evening."
"What time is it now..." Oaks asked.
"It's noon." Schiller said, "Do you think the sun will be a bit dazzling? I can ask the nurse to close the curtains."
"I'm a little cold."
"Yes, this is a normal reaction." Schiller stood at the head of his bed, stretched out his hand to adjust the control valve of the infusion tube and said, "You have severe malnutrition. Have you not eaten well recently?"
"Too busy at work, work..." Oakes muttered, every word of his seemed to rush out of his mouth, yes, but it was also very weak, and by the last syllable it had become a breathy sound.
.
"Where is Lisa?"
"Sorry, but she can't see you now."
"Where is Lisa? I want to see her."
"I'm sorry, Oakes. After the spacecraft accident, all of you became confidential personnel. You can't contact your family members until the truth is investigated. But I will let her see you through the observation window."
"When will she... come...?"
"She's already here." Schiller pointed to the observation window of the door on the other side of the hospital bed. Oaks turned his head and looked over there and saw a blurry figure. He struggled to get up.
"No, no, don't be like this, Oakes, do you remember? You were unconscious on the spacecraft, and encountered bumps during the retreat. The final diagnosis was a concussion, which is why you feel so uncomfortable. You can't move now...
"
Oakes lay down again, and Schiller continued: "In fact, Lisa's illness has recovered. During the last diagnosis and treatment, she made it clear that she wanted to have a child with you, preferably a cute little daughter..."
Oaks began to think about it, and seemed to have seen the scene of his daughter running towards him after school. The sun was so dazzling, and the air was a little hot, but there was nothing warmer than that embrace.
But then other memory fragments emerged, Lisa's wailing, some test reports with unclear results, they stood under the big tree, Lisa hugged the cat, and she parted with him at the airport gate...
…
Oaks shook his head vigorously, but Schiller interrupted him and said: "You have symptoms of memory loss. It is normal to feel confused. Don't be afraid. As your injury recovers, everything will get better."
Schiller reached out and turned the button on the painkiller pump. He said, "Can I give you a little more morphine? But not too much. You still have to prepare for pregnancy."
"Then don't! Don't!" Oaks shouted: "I don't take drugs, my daughter is not the child of a drug addict..."
Schiller paused suddenly and said, "Really? Don't you have a history of drug abuse?"
"Of course, I don't. I hate things that make people hallucinate! That's not true. I will kill them..."
"Who do you want to kill?"
"People who say I did drugs."
"who are they?"
"Hyde, and that damn An Lowe, they have been spreading rumors. They said I was hallucinating..."
That was the name of Oaks's colleague. Schiller thought for a moment and knew what he was saying was true. But it didn't sound like a common rumor. Rumors that Oakes was a gangster or a washed-up football player were more likely to be heard than rumors that he was a drug addict.
A gentleman is much more reliable.
After all, the state of drug addiction is too obvious. When there are no drugs on the space station, as long as you are a drug user, you will definitely be witnessed by others. If you are not witnessed, it is definitely not the case. It is too much to spread such rumors.
Easily exposed.
But what did Oakes do that would make his colleagues think he was taking drugs? Was it because he was losing weight so fast? Or was he doing something else bizarre?
"Are you feeling better?" Schiller asked: "The nutrient solution we gave you will make you more energetic. How do you feel now?"
"It seems a little better..."
Schiller put away the needle in his hand and watched as the effect of the healing potion gradually turned rosy. This potion currently has no way to suppress mental problems, but at least it can change the effects of Oaks's rapid weight loss on his internal organs. burden.
"Okay, then you take a nap. FBI agents will come to question you later. As long as you pass their test, you can be reunited with Lisa."
After speaking, Schiller turned off the light. The moment the light disappeared, Oakes fell into a deep sleep. He only slept for three minutes, but it seemed as long as a year in this other world, and countless dreams passed through his mind. .
Schiller looked at Oaks who was trying to stand up in shock. What's going on? Is this sleepwalking?
This is really interesting, Schiller thought as he pressed Oaks back. Although patients with affective disorders in a depressed state may have symptoms of insomnia and dreaminess, they do not have obvious sleepwalking symptoms. Generally speaking, pathological Sleepwalking is caused by problems with certain structures in the brain.
Oaks woke up quickly and seemed not to remember the incident at all. Schiller took off his white coat, revealing the shirt underneath, and said with a different expression.
"Hello sir, I am the detective in charge of you. Please don't be nervous. I just want to ask you a few questions. If you can remember it, just tell me. If you can't, forget it. Okay?"
"Of course, I want to see Lisa..."
"Okay, you'll see her soon." Schiller spoke much faster, and changed his accent when pronouncing words and forming words.
"When did you start working on the space station? What projects are you mainly responsible for? Who is your immediate boss?"
Oaks answered Schiller one after another, mentally checked with his own memory, and found that they were basically consistent, which showed that Oaks's memory was OK.
"You forgot to wear the safety rope that day, right?" Schiller's question pointed to the key point. He said: "Then you floated out alone to repair the photovoltaic integrated device..."
"Yeah, I was feeling panicked and I thought I was going to be out there forever, but I grabbed the guardrail of the unit and I tried to get to the other side."
"Why do you want to get to the other side?"
"Because there is a window over there, and I want to go to the window..."
Schiller frowned. It turned out that Oakes thought of a way to attract others' attention through the window, so why didn't he do this?