"What's next?"
"Do a CT scan. If there is no cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction, send it to us," Director Jiang said, "He took bupropion. I think he has depression."
As he spoke, his phone rang.
Director Jiang did not go out to answer the phone. He was too tired to walk. In the resuscitation room, he walked to the side and answered the call.
"There's a definite diagnosis at the mental hospital. It's depression, which is considered moderate." After Director Jiang hung up the phone, he said, "I guess his condition has worsened or something else has happened."
Chief Wang nodded. This kind of patient with a clear diagnosis could be directly sent to the mental hospital. The next treatment was Chief Jiang's business. It had nothing to do with the People's Hospital.
"Director Jiang, isn't depression the kind that should be squatting in the corner?" Director Wang pondered over the diagnosis and asked doubtfully, "Why would he carry the police to commit suicide?"
"Ah?" Director Jiang was a little surprised. Then, he asked about the situation. He smiled bitterly and said, "Depression isn't just depression. There's also manic depression."
"Manic depression, or bipolar disorder for short. Patients often feel extremely helpless, lose interest in their family and work, and become indifferent. But sometimes, the mood will suddenly rise, causing people to be at a loss. Most of the causes are caused by heavy life pressure and drug abuse. "
"The patient probably increased the dosage of medication to improve his condition. The side effects of bupropion are very obvious, and when the outpatient clinic prescribes the drug, they will repeatedly remind the patient to pay attention to the dosage. " Director Jiang didn't realize that Director Wang's attitude toward him had changed, so he explained casually.
"Alright, you must be exhausted. Are you thirsty?" Chief Wang asked.
Although Director Jiang gave him the impression that he was stupid and bad, Director Wang could not bear to see an old man who was about to retire so tired that he was out of breath. His white coat was soaked.
"I've given the patient an injection of Valium. It should be effective soon. I'm not going to rest." Chief Jiang said, "Hurry up and send him to do a CT scan. Let's rule out the bleeding and cerebral infarction and send him to our hospital."
As he spoke, he glanced at the doctor in the emergency department and asked, "Have you written the list?"
"It's done. We'll send him for an examination when he's better."
Chief Jiang sighed when he saw the patient on the bed begin to calm down.
"It's said that the patient often has nightmares and can't wake up. He's doing this because he hopes to end the nightmare completely, "Director Wang said.
"Director, I've heard Brother Qiao mention it once," a male employee said.
"Hmm? What did he say? " Chief Jiang glanced at the patient. The patient was not completely calm. In this state, there was no way to send him to the CT room for examination, so he asked.
"It's said that every time he has a dream, it's a series of dreams." The male employee swallowed his saliva and struggled to recall. "At first, I thought he was joking. I couldn't understand what he was making up."
"What did he say?"
"Uh … One afternoon, we went downstairs for a smoke. I saw that he wasn't in a good state of mind, so I suggested that he rest well. He said that he had just taken a nap for more than ten minutes and had been dreaming the whole time. I dreamed of a world war, with helicopters with guns strafing the city. "
"And then?"
"Later, he said that a bullet had shattered his head, and when he opened his eyes, he had returned to 20 years ago. Then I lived there for a few years and then went to Mauritius. "
What kind of mess was this? Chief Wang frowned. However, when he saw that Chief Jiang was listening very seriously, he cursed in his heart. There was indeed something wrong with this person.
"Has he been to Mauritius?" Chief Jiang asked.
"No, but I always heard Brother Qiao talk about going to Mauritius for a honeymoon after getting married. He has been saving money, but the little money we earn is not enough to marry a wife, "the male employee said.
"I smoked two cigarettes and heard Brother Qiao talk about his ten-minute nap."
"At the time, I thought that life is really colorful. Ten minutes is equivalent to several lifetimes of others. Sigh, who would have thought that his illness would be so serious. "
"By the way, can the patient not wake up from this kind of serial dream?" Chief Wang asked.
Nightmares were very common, and almost everyone had similar experiences. However, most people would wake up from the dream. Very few people had a dream inside a dream. This experience sounded like Inception.
"Brother Qiao said that whether or not he could wake up depends on his luck. Sometimes he woke up after one or two dreams; sometimes he had more than ten dreams and still couldn't wake up. Sleeping is more tiring than fighting, but if he didn't sleep and fell asleep on the table, it would be difficult to wake up from the dream. It would be better to lie down and have a good sleep. "
The male employee said with a sigh. "Once, I did see Brother Qiao sleeping on the table. His body kept twitching, and I thought it was a cramp, so I woke him up."
"His complexion was very bad. How could he dream of so many things? Did he bump into something dirty?"
"Don't talk nonsense. What dirty thing?" Chief Wang scolded. "Let's not talk about the distant. Let's talk about Nanshan City. Let me ask you, where did the most people die?"
"Ah?" The male employee was stunned.
"It's this room." Chief Wang said disdainfully, "There are at least a hundred patients who can't be saved and die here every year. Science, we have to believe in science. If there is something dirty, this room is the most. Do you think it's a horror film in your CBD? "
The male employee didn't speak, but his expression was a little ugly. When he thought of the hundreds of people dying in this room every year, he didn't feel good.
"Chief Jiang, is this a common situation?" Chief Wang asked.
"Not often. His condition is very serious." Chief Jiang frowned and said, "It's much more serious than expected. It's probably caused by too much pressure."
"Is it ghost pressing down on the bed?" the male employee asked timidly.
"No," Chief Jiang said, "ghost pressing down on the bed refers to waking up, but can only lie down and can't move his limbs. This is a nightmare. The rapid eye movement period continues, and the brain waves are chaotic. "
As he spoke, he saw that the patient had fallen asleep and even started snoring. He did not explain much and said, "Take advantage of this time to do a checkup. Otherwise, you won't be able to do a checkup when you wake up."
Chief Wang knew that if they did not check for complications such as cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction, the mental hospital would not dare to accept patients.
Although various physical examinations did not support cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction, there were always accidents, right? There was objective evidence for a checkup. If something happened in the future, it would be easier to explain to the patient's family.
He pushed the stretcher trolley all the way to the elevator.
The elevator opened, and it was full of people. Director Wu bowed politely. "Boss Zheng, Professor Su, please."
Zheng Ren walked out of the elevator, glanced at the patient, and narrowed his eyes.
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