"That's true," Wang Yao said with a smile.
With Chen Ying's current working environment and salary, she must have been better than 90% of the people in the country, not to mention that she often contacted some high-ranking officials and dignitaries. This was an invisible wealth and invisible resources.
The more you gained, the more you lost.
At noon, Chen Ying prepared a table of special dishes for Wang Yao.
"What is this dish?"
"The dishes from my hometown. How do they taste?"
"Good."
"Well, not bad. The taste is very unique."
"Thank you."
After lunch, Wang Yao took a short rest. He went out with Chen Ying.
"Tell me about your brother's situation first."
"His situation is quite special. When you see him later, you will have the most intuitive feeling." When talking about her brother, Chen Ying's eyes showed a look of worry.
The car did not drive fast. It was rush hour. Moreover, they were in Beijing, the place with the worst traffic jam in the country.
About two hours later, Chen Ying drove to a special place.
"This is?"
Looking at the name of the unit, Wang Yao was a little surprised. He didn't need to talk about the front part of the unit. The last few words were "Sanatorium for Mental Diseases", which was a euphemism. In layman's terms, it was a mental hospital.
"No wonder you didn't mention it just now."
"All of you, be alert. Putin will come for an inspection in the afternoon."
"Putin? Isn't that Putin?"
"The drop in gold is only temporary. In the long run, it will continue to rise."
"Doctor, I don't think I'm sick. I'm just mentally unstable."
"Let me out. The people of our country need me!"
Along the way, Wang Yao heard some voices and saw some people he had never seen before. Their eyes were either dull, excited, or strange. In short, none of them were normal.
Suddenly, a doctor with slicked-back hair and a white coat came to them. "Hello, are you here to see a patient?"
"Yes, doctor," Chen Ying said.
"You have to talk to the patients more and persuade them to accept treatment. Usually, the guidance of family members will be positive for their treatment," the doctor said very seriously.
"Okay, doctor."
"Goodbye." The doctor turned to leave.
Wang Yao looked at the doctor with a smile.
"What's wrong, Dr. Wang?"
"It's okay. Your colleague will be back soon." Wang Yao smiled at the doctor.
"Young man, what do you mean?" the doctor asked seriously.
"He's over there. Cheng Xin, stop right there!" A few doctors hurriedly ran over.
"As a medical staff, how can you be so flustered? What a scandal!" Doctor Cheng turned around and left unhurriedly. Then, he was held down by a few male doctors who swarmed over.
"Motherf * cker, send me to a private treatment room and double the dosage."
"I think I should take vitamin supplements instead of nerve blockers. My gums are bleeding, not mental disorders. Also, the taste of thiolidazine is weird. Why can't you design it to taste like grapes or pancreas?"
"Shut the f * ck up! Who told you that it's Thiridazine?!"
"Have you forgotten that I'm a medical doctor from Qing Hua University?"
"Don't talk to him. You might be misled by him!"
"Remember what I told you? Drink more to communicate with the patient. Let the main doctor communicate!"
"Shut his mouth!"
"I'm sorry. He didn't say anything to you, right?" At this time, a doctor looked at Wang Yao and Chen Ying nervously.
"Nothing. Just what he said just now."
"That's good. No matter what he says to you, don't take it seriously. Just last month, he turned one of our interns into a psychopath."
"Oh, it's nothing. Thank you."
"How did you know he was abnormal?" Chen Ying asked curiously.
Just now, he didn't find anything wrong with the psychopath who pretended to be a doctor.
"Hairstyle, eyes, and initiative to talk to us," Wang Yao said.
"It's just an inference."
However, the psychopath's eyes did surprise him. There was a different kind of light behind the seemingly calm eyes.
Perhaps, the psychopath was really different from ordinary people in other aspects.
Soon, they saw Chen Ying's younger brother, a teenager who was drooling and giggling foolishly. He looked to be in his teens.
"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome."
"Xiao Zhou, I'm here to see you." She leaned over and wiped away her brother's drool.
"You're wrong!" Unexpectedly, her brother's expression suddenly changed and became serious.
"The victim died of murder, not suicide!"
"How could I not block his sword with 49 styles of swords and knives?!" Then, his expression changed again.
Wang Yao was stunned.
"This illness is so strange."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed the teenager's wrist.
"How dare you be so rude to me."
In just a moment, the teenager had changed his identity several times.
Wang Yao didn't care about him. He grabbed his arm to feel his pulse, but there was a force in his palm that shouldn't exist in a teenager of his age. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, otherwise, he would have broken free from his grasp.
What a strange pulse!
"Sister, when did you come?" In a flash, the teenager seemed to have recovered his consciousness.
"Just arrived," Chen Ying said softly.
"Did I talk nonsense again?"
"It's okay."
"Who's this brother?"
"I invited a doctor to treat you," Chen Ying said.
"It's useless, sister. Don't worry about me anymore."
The teenager's eyes became clear again. He spoke very maturely, no different from an ordinary person.
"His pulse has also changed," Wang Yao said.
"It's so strange!"
The teenager's illness seemed to be dissociative identity disorder. Wang Yao didn't know how to treat it at the moment.
"How is it, Dr. Wang?"
"Sorry, I can't think of a good way at the moment," Wang Yao said.
"Oh," Chen Ying responded. It was inevitable that she was disappointed.
She chatted with her brother for a while. She didn't leave until the doctor came to remind her that it was time to visit the patient.
"Sister, don't worry about me. You don't have to come in the future, "Chen Ying's brother said.
During the conversation with his sister, he maintained his consciousness and was no different from an ordinary person.
"I'll get you out as soon as possible."
"There's no need. I'm fine inside."
Even Wang Yao felt a little bitter when he heard this, let alone his sister. Who would think that it was good to be in the hospital? In a place like this, no one was normal except for the doctors. Even some doctors might not be normal.
"This is my brother, Chen Zhou," Chen Ying said after coming out of the hospital.
"He suddenly fell ill four years ago when he was in junior high school. He went to many hospitals and found many doctors, but they couldn't do anything. No one in the family could take care of him except me. There was no other way. He could only receive treatment here."
Four years ago, junior high school. How old is he now?
"18."
"18? Why does he look like a 12-year-old boy?"
"Yes, in the past four years, not only did he not show any signs of aging, but he also became younger and younger." Chen Ying seemed to be afraid that Wang Yao didn't believe her. She took out her mobile phone. There were photos of her brother. He was indeed becoming younger and younger. It seemed that he was returning to his childhood.
This phenomenon attracted Wang Yao's attention.
Does this disease have some special side effects? I forgot to observe the condition of the other patients when I was in the hospital just now.
"I'll think of a way to treat your brother's illness."
This disease belonged to the category of "difficult and miscellaneous diseases." In fact, there were many causes of mental illness. So far, most of these diseases had no good treatment and drugs.
"Thank you in advance."
When Wang Yao returned home, he found someone waiting in the courtyard. It was a middle-aged woman. She was Su Xiaoxue's mother, Song Ruiping.
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello, Ms. Song. What can I do for you?"
"Nothing. I just went out and stopped by to have a look."
"Please have a seat."
Chen Ying hurriedly poured tea.
In fact, this was originally the property of the Su family. Wang Yao was just living here temporarily. It was as if he was the owner.
"Dr. Wang, what do you think of this place? Is it good to live here?"
"It's quite good," Wang Yao replied almost subconsciously.
"Well, that's good."
Song Ruiping only sat for a short while before leaving.
The sky gradually darkened. Chen Ying had prepared dinner. She seemed to be a little depressed, probably because of her brother's illness.
Wang Yao vaguely guessed that she might not have any other relatives except for her brother.
"I'll go to the Su family's house tonight. If you don't want to go, you don't have to." Every time Wang Yao went to the Su family's house, Chen Ying accompanied him. She walked him in and waited for him to come out. She felt that Wang Yao was not in a good mood to see her today, so she did not want to let her go.
"How can that be? I'll go with you. Just take it as a distraction."
It was still the same small courtyard, and the person was still the same person.
The gauze wrapped around the head was gently removed, and then the scary face was revealed. The crisscrossing scars were just a face, but it was like two worlds. The left side was still crisscrossing scars, which represented the dark color of death and decay. On the right side, there was a piece of pink and tender new flesh growing. It was as conspicuous as an oasis in the desert.
Wang Yao deliberately did this during the treatment last time. He only sprinkled the medicine on the right side of her face.
"It's effective!" Although Song Ruiping knew this might be the result, she still shouted excitedly when she saw it for herself.
"It's good that it's effective!"
Continuing the treatment, Wang Yao took out another porcelain bottle.
After opening the porcelain bottle, the unique aroma spread out again.
This time, Wang Yao took out another bottle of medicine. It was the undiluted Muscle Revitalization powder. It was as thick as honey, dripping slowly.
The attentive Song Ruiping noticed that the medicine Wang Yao used was different from the last time.
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