In the hospital, a mental patient hints to another mental patient that the doctor is a ghost. Does this prove that they suffer from mental illness?
In the eyes of normal people, they would definitely think that there was something wrong with the patient who said the doctor was a ghost, but Chen Ge didn't think so. He subconsciously thought that what the patient said was worth pondering, which meant that he also subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with Dr. Gao.
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His brain started to hurt again. Chen Ge gritted his teeth. He was at a loss now. His way of thinking was obviously different from normal people. Could he really be sick?
It is very difficult for stubborn people to admit that they have a mental illness, because once they admit that they are ill, it will directly subvert their original world view.
When the world view and cognitive thinking change, a person becomes no longer himself.
Instead of continuing to think deeply, Chen Ge cleared his mind and did not actively recall the previous memories.
The pain gradually subsided. It had not been twenty-four hours since he woke up from coma, and Chen Ge had already mastered the method of avoiding pain.
And this was even after he had lost most of his memory and everything was based on instinct.
Sitting on the bench and adjusting his condition, Chen Ge turned his head and glanced at Dr. Gao. He was surprised to find that Dr. Gao was looking at him.
The sharp gaze stared straight into Chen Ge's eyes, as if it could directly pierce his skin and see the thoughts in his head, which made him quite uncomfortable.
"There is a popular saying among psychiatric doctors: Don't think deeply about anything the patient says. We only need to believe in scientific data, observe clear pathological changes, and prescribe the correct drugs for treatment." Gao
The doctor said slowly: "This is not only responsible for the patient, but also responsible for yourself."
"That patient seems to really be able to see ghosts? Doctor Gao, do you think there are really ghosts in the world?" Chen Ge knew that Doctor Gao had discovered something, so he just said it casually and wanted to change the subject, but let him
Unexpectedly, when he asked the question whether there are really ghosts in the world, he felt severe pain in the depths of his brain again! It seemed that someone had asked him this question before!
The sudden and severe pain caused Chen Ge to cover his head, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
Doctor Gao next to him quickly grabbed Chen Ge's hand: "Breathe according to the method I teach you!"
Three or four minutes later, Chen Ge finally calmed down, and Dr. Gao also put the medicine bottle back into his pocket. He originally planned to feed Chen Ge two more pills.
"Did you recall any bad memories just now?"
"Yes." Chen Ge nodded. He would not deliberately underestimate other people's IQ, so he did not directly deny it: "I seem to have seen ghosts before, and I have seen all kinds of ghosts."
"This is normal. The fantasy identity you give yourself is the owner of a haunted house, and your employees are all kinds of ghosts." Dr. Gao pointed to the garden fence: "The root of all these fantasies is the haunted house in Xinhai Paradise. Your subconscious mind
In the game, you assume the identity of the actress. The operation of the haunted house is bleak, and a large number of employees have resigned, so you imagine that there are real ghosts in the world, and let all kinds of real ghosts act as actors to solve your problem of insufficient manpower.
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"impossible……"
“Why did the employees at that haunted house leave?”
“Because there are too few tourists, we can’t pay wages.”
"If we use real ghosts as employees, do we need to pay them wages that are used by living people?"
"It doesn't seem to be necessary."
"This is the source of your fantasy." Dr. Gao helped Chen Ge to the chair: "You have everything in your imagination, but in reality nothing has changed. You can still only hide behind the window and peek at the actress.
And she still faces the risk of the haunted house closing due to poor management."
Dr. Gao sighed: "Do you know what I'm most worried about now?"
"What are you worried about?" Chen Ge didn't understand.
"I'm worried that soon, that haunted house will really close down, and you may never see that actress again."
Hearing Dr. Gao's words, Chen Ge's heart tugged hard.
"This is reality. It never changes according to someone's will. The wind blows and the grass falls to both sides. You think you are the wind, but in fact we are all grass." Dr. Gao's voice was calm with a hint of sadness: "I
I don’t want to puncture your beautiful fantasy, but I know that if that haunted house closes down, you may lose your last thoughts, which may lead to a sudden deterioration of your condition.”
Chen Ge did not speak. Doctor Gao understood Chen Ge's conflicting mood very well: "What you have to do now is not to immerse yourself in the fantasy you have spun, but to bravely go out and start a new life. Instead of waiting until the haunted house closes down, you
Her condition has worsened and she can no longer leave the hospital. It is better for you to cooperate with our treatment, recover as soon as possible, and then leave this hospital to find her."
Everything Dr. Gao said made sense, and he considered the problem completely from Chen Ge's perspective. It seemed that everything was for Chen Ge's good.
"Is my past really just a fantasy?" When Chen Ge thinks about the closure of the haunted house, he feels an inexplicable pain in his heart. This kind of pain is different from physical pain. It is indescribable, but it hurts his heart and spleen.
"Actually, you should have understood a long time ago that there are countless realistic images in your fantasy story. And have you discovered that there are several psychologists and psychiatric doctors in your story? They have carried out your entire story and dealt with it.
At the turning point in your story, do you think this is really a coincidence?"
"Isn't it?" Chen Ge's eyes were a little confused. There were indeed several psychiatrists in his fragmented memory, and each doctor seemed to have his own story, and they were all very important figures.
The person who killed his young self was a doctor in a white coat. The president of the association was Dr. Gao. The friend entrusted by his parents to take care of him was Dr. Chen. There seems to be another... Doctor Fang?
His brain suddenly felt like it was being stabbed by a needle. Chen Ge shuddered and managed to hold on.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The turning point for those doctors happens to be when we intervene and treat you. Your fantasies are actually just a continuation of reality. You will slowly realize
"." Dr. Gao chatted with Chen Ge for a while, but then something seemed to happen in other wards. After feeding Chen Ge two pills, he hurriedly left, leaving Chen Ge alone in the hospital garden.
"I really want to visit that haunted house." After swallowing the pills, Chen Ge's thinking became slower, and the painful feeling was much less. Time seemed to slow down, and sleepiness gradually rose: "This kind of life and the things in the story
Compared with this horrible life, it is indeed more comfortable."
As time went by, the outdoor temperature gradually increased, there were many fewer doctors and patients, and there was no one around Chen Ge.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from the flowers, and Chen Ge slowly turned his head to look there.
The flower stems were squeezed open, and a cat's head poked out from among the flowers.
The cat was all white, with two eyes of different colors. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately ran over and jumped onto Chen Ge's lap.
The plastered leg was pressed by the white cat. Chen Ge grinned in pain: "What a big cat."
This cat may be of a special breed, twice the size of a normal domestic cat, and looks very heavy.
What's more important is that this cat has no self-awareness at all, and it is very skillful in trying to climb on Chen Ge's shoulders.
Holding the white cat with both hands, Chen Ge put it on the chair next to him: "Why is there a cat in the hospital? Is it a stray cat from outside?"
Chen Ge stared at the cat's big eyes and its small eyes. The cat's eyes were very spiritual and contained many different emotions.
"Does your master not want you?" Chen Ge said to the white cat. What he didn't expect was that after he said this, the cat's eyes actually showed doubts.
"Really? False? Did I see it wrong? Why do I feel like this cat is communicating with me with its eyes?" Chen Ge murmured to himself, looking harmless.
The white cat tilted its head and looked at Chen Ge for a long time. A hint of cunning flashed in its eyes. It suddenly jumped up and hit Chen Ge on the back of the head with its paw. Then, as if it was worried about Chen Ge's revenge, it ran away far away.
Sitting on the chair, Chen Geren was dumbfounded. He covered the back of his head: "I am twenty-six years old and I was hit on the back of the head by a cat?"
The white cat hid in the flowers a few meters away and looked at Chen Ge. The confusion in its eyes deepened a lot.
"If I hadn't put a cast on my leg, you would be dead now." Chen Ge's sleepiness caused by taking medicine has long since dissipated. He is now particularly energetic. Looking at the white cat in front of him, he still feels a special sense of familiarity, but he also
It was just familiarity, and there were no memory fragments related to the cat in his mind. This cat seemed to have never existed, whether in the stories he spun or in reality.
In other words, the memory fragments in his mind are only related to people, not cats.
Listening to Chen Ge's threat, the white cat not only wasn't afraid, but actually ran back again.
"You are so brave." Chen Ge looked at the white cat's confused eyes. He himself felt strange that the cat seemed to know him: "Are you the stray cat I raised before the accident? Or was it when I was hospitalized?
Do I feed you often?"
The white cat couldn't speak. After it discovered that Chen Ge really didn't remember it, the light in its eyes dimmed. It ran around Chen Ge and kept rubbing its head against Chen Ge's calf.
"Stop rubbing, you are so strong, don't break the plaster on me." Chen Ge held the white cat on his lap. He looked at the white cat's heterochromatic eyes, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger.
, but I just can’t remember.
Maybe he could tell that something was wrong with Chen Ge. The white cat kept meowing and bit Chen Ge's trousers, as if it wanted to lure Chen Ge somewhere.
Using a crutch, Chen Ge stood up and followed the white cat towards the depths of the garden. They crossed the entire hospital garden and arrived at the hospital fence.
On the other side of the road was the West Park of Xinhai Paradise. The white cat got out of the gap in the railing and looked at Chen Ge.
"You want me to leave with you? You want me to leave this hospital?"
Chen Ge looked at the two-meter-high fence and shook his head.
He is now very weak, one leg is still in a cast, and it is difficult to walk. It is impossible for him to climb over a fence more than two meters high.
Seeing that Chen Ge was about to go back, the white cat got in again, bit his pants and wouldn't let go.
About five minutes later, footsteps were heard in the distance, and the white cat finally let go of its mouth, got out of the fence and escaped.
"Chen Ge? What are you doing here?" Doctor Gao stood behind Chen Ge.
"I want to see that paradise up close. If I'm lucky enough, I might be able to see her." There was a hint of expectation in Chen Ge's eyes. His reason was reasonable and reasonable, and Dr. Gao didn't doubt it either.
"We should go back."
"OK."
Chen Ge followed Dr. Gao. He walked a few steps and looked back at the fence. The cat was hiding in the bushes outside the fence, half of its head exposed, and its strange-colored eyes were staring at Chen Ge.
Returning to the hospital room, Chen Ge saw Zuo Han still lying on his side on the hospital bed, and his posture had not changed much.
"Didn't you go to dinner?" Chen Ge felt that he was born to be a warm man. Even if he lost part of his memory, he would still care about strangers instinctively.
"I'm not hungry." Zuo Han sat up from the bed and opened the ward door a small crack. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one outside: "Where did that doctor take you this morning? Did he perform any surgery on you?
Hypnotized? Or maybe he forced you to take some medicine?"
"We went to sit in the garden. Doctor Gao seemed to have other things to do and left suddenly." Chen Ge sat on his bed with a smile on his face: "By the way, I also encountered something very interesting today.
The thing is, there is a stray cat in the hospital, and it is very clinging to me, as if it is my own cat."
"Stray cats are the most vigilant and will not stick to a stranger. That cat might really be related to you." Zuo Han unzipped the back of the pillow and took out a few pieces of shredded paper.
It seems like it says something: "Animals are sometimes much more reliable than people because they don't have complex emotions and most of the time they act according to instinct."
"But I have no memory of that cat at all. To be precise, the memories in my mind are all fragments. Just thinking about the past will give me a headache."
Chen Ge's words resonated with Zuo Han. He put down his pillow and walked quietly to Chen Ge: "You are in a similar situation to me. Although my memory is not missing, there are logical errors in my memory!"
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that my memory has been tampered with! Damn it! I'm very familiar with this feeling! I don't know why!" Zuo Han said fiercely: "There are some contradictory details in my memory. My memory has been altered.
People probably thought that this was my first time encountering something like this, so he was careless, and he didn’t know that I would even doubt my own memory!”
"Brother, although your symptoms are indeed very similar to those of persecutory delusion, I still think you are very powerful." Chen Ge felt that Zuo Han had a special temperament, and compared with Zuo Han, he seemed too mediocre.
"Don't say that. I've inquired. Not everyone can take that white medicine. Occasionally, doctors will feed patients some powder if they lose control. And what about you? Two tablets at a time, three times a day? I doubt this.
The hospital wants to kill you with drugs!" Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge with fear in his eyes.
"probably not."
"Forget it, I just want to remind you. Also, please pay attention. It's best to talk less during the day. Walls have ears." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he lay on his side on the bed again. He still didn't take off his shoes, as if he was ready to escape at any time.
After having a meal at noon, Chen Ge received psychological counseling from Dr. Gao in the afternoon and was given continuous medication, and his illness did not relapse.
The peaceful and beautiful day ended like this, and the sky slowly turned dark.
After taking the medicine, Chen Ge fell asleep early. Around midnight, he was woken up by Zuo Han.
"What's wrong?"
"Shh." Zuo Han pointed to the door of the ward and signaled Chen Ge to listen carefully.
Lying on the door, Chen Ge listened carefully. He could vaguely hear the screams of a man in the corridor. He seemed to be repeating the word ghost.
"Zhang toasts?"
"You know him?"
"We met once during the day. He grabbed my hand and shouted at me ghost, ghost, ghost." Chen Ge told Zuo Han what happened during the day.
"He is in pain now. The hospital is obviously torturing him in some way." Zuo Han frowned: "The hospital cannot torture him for no reason. It must be because he made a mistake."
After saying that, Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge: "Is it because he leaked the secret to you? Isn't this hospital really full of ghosts?"