When the nurses and doctors in the corridor saw Dean Hao's solemn expression and walked quickly towards that direction, they knew something must have happened.
They followed behind, speculating in their minds.
If the guess is correct, it must have a lot to do with Ward 666.
It's time to learn knowledge again.
It didn't take long.
It was exactly as they guessed.
There was a scream like a slaughtered pig.
"Help, help."
"Psychosis kills."
Chen Xiang was holding his abdomen, blood was pouring out, his expression was frightened, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
When the female caregiver saw this scene, she screamed.
Bloody scenes are always the time when women sing with abandon, and no one can stop this.
inside the house.
Lin Fan held the dagger in his hand and looked at Chen Xiang calmly. He couldn't understand why the other party was shouting like this.
Psychotic murder?
Where is the mental illness?
"You're bleeding, let me give you an injection to stop the bleeding."
Old man Zhang was a warm-hearted man and wanted to use a silver needle to stop the bleeding.
"Don't come over here, don't come over at all."
Chen Xiang covered his abdomen and huddled in the corner, roaring, his blood flowing faster due to his excitement.
Dean Hao and others walked into the house.
When they saw the situation at the scene, their expressions were complicated, helpless, and more of an inability to accept the reality.
"Dean, save me."
When Chen Xiang saw Dean Hao, it was as if he was seeing a savior. He stretched out his hand to grab Dean Hao. That look and expression seemed to say...
Ziwei, don't leave.
Dean Hao ignored Chen Xiang, but said to Lin Fan gently:
"Lin Fan, don't be impulsive, put the dagger down."
At this time, Lin Fan was holding a dagger, with a smile on his face and confusion in his eyes. After hearing Dean Hao's words, he stretched out the dagger in his hand.
Dean Hao was quite helpless.
This is the case again.
He moved slowly and approached Lin Fan cautiously. There was a safe distance between the two. Last time it was a hammer, this time it was a dagger. If the operation is not good, something may happen.
"Give me the dagger." Dean Hao said gently.
He didn't dare to say that he would throw the dagger over. If he did throw it, the feeling of having the knife stuck in his body would not be good at all.
Dean Hao touched the handle of the dagger, then tightened his grip and said with a smile: "What a good boy."
The surrounding nurses and doctors all looked at the director with admiration.
Only such a brave dean can dare to face the most dangerous patients in Qingshan Mental Hospital. If they were allowed to come, they would definitely not have such courage.
They want to cheer for the dean.
It's just that the current situation seems a little inappropriate.
"Dean, save me."
Chen Xiang broke into a cold sweat from the pain. He felt that his body was a little cold. Am I going to die? Why is this happening? How could my professional knowledge be wrong?
There must be something wrong.
"An ambulance has been called for you. Lie down and don't move. Hold on." Dean Hao said.
If he hadn't seen the other party injured like this, he would have kicked him over and asked angrily, "What on earth are you doing? Do you know that your behavior is seeking death?"
Lin Fan looked at Chen Xiang, then looked at Dean Hao and said, "I didn't mean to stab him."
"Well, I believe you, he must have asked you to stab him." Dean Hao said gently.
He is Dr. Hao, who stands unconditionally on the patient's side.
Lin Fan said: "That's it. He showed us the animation, and then said that daggers are very dangerous. I said that indeed, daggers are very dangerous, and then he said that you can't stab people with daggers. I also agree with him."
"But he took the initiative and told me that he wanted me to stab him with a dagger."
"I said it's dangerous."
"He told me that it is a good thing that you know that daggers are dangerous, but if you dare to stab me with a dagger, I will say yes."
"Then he said, you stab him, and then I stabbed him."
The speech is very clear.
It is not easy for a mentally ill person to repeat things so clearly. Even normal people may not have such a clear mind.
Dean Hao looked at Chen Xiang.
The look in your eyes reveals, are you mentally retarded?
Chen Xiang looked at Dean Hao with a painful expression. He saw a trace of pity in the dean's eyes, and he knew that the dean must have been touched by his behavior.
After all, it is such a dazzling thing to teach patients by example.
And Chen Xiang has a deeper understanding of mentally ill patients, and he is even roaring in his heart, saying that daggers are dangerous, and you know you can't stab them, but if I ask you to stab them, why do you stab them?
According to his theory.
This is how it should be.
Lin Fan was so frightened that he threw the dagger to the ground, then huddled in a corner and muttered, Teacher Chen said you can't stab people, the dagger is a very dangerous thing.
Unexpectedly, he said not to poke, but he poked harder than anyone else.
Forced waves! Forced waves! Forced waves!
An ambulance quickly drove into Qingshan Mental Hospital with its emergency lights flashing.
Doctors and nurses expertly pushed the emergency stretcher cart over.
"Where is the patient?"
They are too familiar with Qingshan Mental Hospital.
It's as familiar as returning to your own hospital.
They were thinking, it can't be that guy again. Although we miss you very much, you can't do this often.
When Chen Xiang heard the sound of the ambulance, he felt very relieved. He felt that he could live and finally no longer had to die. He admitted that he had made a mistake. If he had just been more careful, such a thing would never have happened.
The doctors and nurses pushing the emergency stretcher saw Chen Xiang holding his abdomen and Lin Fan standing there. For some reason, their eyes showed disappointment.
It's not him.
"Dean Hao, is this patient a new patient with mental illness?" the doctor asked.
If it is mental illness, they need to pay more attention to prevent him from suddenly going crazy in the ambulance, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Chen Xiang said: "Doctor, I'm not mentally ill. Please help me. I feel a little cold all over."
The doctor ignored Chen Xiang and looked at Dean Hao. Here, if the dean says he is not, then it really is not.
Dean Hao did not answer, but nodded slightly.
The doctor looked solemn, he was indeed a mental patient.
Exactly what he was thinking.
Often people with mental illness will say that they are not mentally ill.
This theory is correct.
Just when everyone is busy.
Lin Fan's eyes stayed on the gas stove, and then he blinked at Lao Zhang, indicating something.
Lao Zhang understood what Lin Fan meant, and then without anyone noticing him, he put the separate gas stove placed there in his arms.
Although Lao Zhang's chest swelled.
But his sense of presence was a little low, and no one noticed anything strange about him.
"I really want to sleep." Lin Fan said and walked outside.
Dean Hao said: "Lin Fan, please don't take the situation just now to your heart. It has nothing to do with you."
Lin Fan said: "Yes, I know."
soon.
Dean Hao and the caregivers were the only ones left in the room.
The nursing staff looked at the director with admiration and applauded.
They believe that as long as Dean Hao takes action, there will be no problem that cannot be solved.
Dean Hao was very calm.
The compliments from the nurses and doctors were just normal operations for him. He waved his hands and dismissed them. Don't act like you have never seen the world. It was nothing to make a fuss about.
However, this kind of praise still made him feel more comfortable.