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Chapter 1293

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"Possessed?" There was a hint of disdain in Chang Yue's words, but she realized that her attitude was prejudiced and impolite, so she paused.

"Yes." The patient's daughter did not mind. Instead, she smiled bitterly and said, "Five years ago, my father had a stroke and took medication for a while. The effect was good, but something strange happened when he was training in the rehabilitation ward. "

The office was quiet. The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, but the patient's daughter's tone was eerie. Chang Yue suddenly felt a little cold.

She glanced at him, stood up, and sat beside him.

Chief Zheng's Yang energy was strong. Even if there were strange things, it would be fine with him around. Chang Yue subconsciously thought so.

"One night, I was accompanying my father in the rehabilitation ward," the patient's daughter recalled slowly. "In the middle of the night, I heard a creaking sound coming from the bed, like teeth grinding. I didn't pay attention, so I thought my father was asleep.

"But not long after, the breathing sounds changed. I feel my dad trying to take a deep breath, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't breathe. "

Chang Yue carefully moved closer to Zheng Ren's side.

"I was scared, thinking his condition had worsened," the patient's daughter said. "But when I turned on the light, I saw my father's hand strangling his neck because of the stroke. He used so much force that his neck turned purple. His face was red, and he could die at any moment. "

Chang Yue was stunned. She looked at the patient's family and confirmed that she was not lying.

But the more it was so, the more terrifying it was.

In a trance, Chang Yue seemed to be brought back to that eerie night. The patient was lying on the hospital bed. His inactive hand seemed to be injected with new life, strangling himself with force …

Strangling himself to death.

Ugh … This scene was too strange. For a moment, Chang Yue felt that the sunlight outside had dimmed, and the entire office was eerie.

The evil thing that had possessed the patient seemed to be wandering around, eerie and terrifying. It was not there, but it was everywhere.

Liu Zewei frowned, his eyelids twitching. His hands gripped his pants tightly, and his nails were pale.

"After the lights were turned on, the thing seemed to have left." The patient's daughter still felt scared when she recalled it. Her face was pale and helpless.

"And then?" Chang Yue asked.

The more afraid he was, the more he wanted to know what had happened.

Humans were all the same. Otherwise, why would those horror films sell so well? Otherwise, why would grave robbers and haunted novels sell so well?

"I'm going to call someone … I'm scared." The patient's daughter shrank into the chair as if that would give her a sense of security.

"Call the doctors and nurses. They're also terrified. Later, I heard from the nurse that someone died in this room, "the patient's daughter said softly.

After saying that, she looked around timidly as if a ghost was following her.

Zheng Ren smiled.

Which hospital bed did not have people dying? Other than a few rare departments, most departments had countless deaths.

Hospice care, emergency treatment, critical illness, can not be saved.

In the past, when she was in Sea City General Hospital, it was said that there was a chair in the thoracic department. Patients with terminal lung cancer could not lie down. Many people sat on that chair and eventually died of multiple organ failure.

Doctors were not afraid, but nurses never dared to sit on that chair.

"What happened after that?" Chang Yue broke Zheng Ren's memory and continued to ask.

"After that, I found a few people to break it, but to no avail," the patient's daughter said. "But my dad's' hand 'only seemed to be interested in his neck. He only wanted to strangle himself, so it didn't hurt us.

"Someone said that when my dad was young, he hurt a Great Immortal, and there was a Divine Sense left behind by the Great Immortal. So … "The more she spoke, the more afraid she became. Her body began to tremble involuntarily.

Chang Yue's big eyes widened. Her eyes were big to begin with, but now they looked like cartoon characters.

He didn't know if such a big eye would allow him to see a bigger perspective. For a moment, Zheng Ren's mind wandered again.

"Then, I thought about tying my hands. We can't have someone watching us 24 hours a day, right?" The patient's daughter continued, "Later, whenever my dad was alone, he tied his hands and nothing similar happened again."

Chang Yue's hands clenched tightly. It was obvious that she was frightened.

"Doctor, I'm not abusing my dad. I really am not," the patient's daughter said, feeling wronged.

"It's okay, I understand." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's been hard on you all these years."

The patient's daughter looked at Zheng Ren with tears in her eyes.

"Go back. We don't have any taboos, so don't worry. It's all the same to treat patients and save people, "Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The patient's daughter thanked him repeatedly and finally left the office.

"Chief Zheng …"

"Chief Zheng …"

Chang Yue and Liu Zewei said together.

"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Ren still smiled and said, "It's not haunted. They're all high-level intellectuals. Why would they still think that way?"

"Newton and Einstein in the end …" Chang Yue muttered softly.

Zheng Ren felt that Chang Yue and Su Yun had been together for a long time, and there was a tendency for her to become more of a contrarian.

"Chief Zheng, what's the patient's illness?" Liu Zewei's expression was more or less ugly. When he thought about the patient always wanting to strangle himself, it was difficult not to think of that.

"Have you seen the 1964 Stanley Kubrick movie 'Dr. Strangelove'?" Zheng Ren did not answer Liu Zewei's question. Instead, he threw a new one.

"Dr. Strangelove?" Chang Yue suddenly asked with wide eyes.

"No, it's Dr. Strangelove." Zheng Ren looked at their expressions and knew that they had not seen it. That's right. Not many people have seen an old film from 1964.

"Dr. Strangelove has this illness. He often uncontrollably salutes with his right hand, so this illness is also known as Dr. Strangelove Syndrome."

"Alien Hand Syndrome?" Liu Zewei seemed to have some impression of it, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall it.

"Alien Hand Syndrome is an unusual neurological condition. The patient's hand seems to be controlled by another person. The causes include left and right brain division, brain surgery, cerebrovascular disease or infectious disease, "Zheng Ren said." There are reports that cerebral infarction is a very important predisposing factor. However, the specific part of the brain that will cause Alien Hand Syndrome is still unknown. "

"Then …" Chang Yue was puzzled. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Why didn't you explain it to the patient's family?"

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