Elixir Supplier Chapter 232: My opinion on mental illness

"This is true." Wang Yao said with a smile.

According to Chen Ying’s current working environment and salary, it must be better than 90% of the people in the country, not to mention that she often contacts with some prominent officials and dignitaries. This is an intangible wealth and an invisible resource. .

There are more gains and more losses.

At noon, Chen Ying prepared a special table for Wang Yao.

"What kind of dish is this?"

"How do the dishes in my hometown often taste?"

"Okay."

"Well, yes, the taste is very unique."

"Thank you."

After lunch, after a short break, Wang Yao went out with Chen Ying.

"Tell me about your brother first, right?"

"He is in a special situation, and you will have the most intuitive feeling when you see it." Whenever he mentioned his brother, Chen Ying's eyes showed a worried look.

The car doesn’t drive fast. This is the peak time, and this is the capital city, the most traffic jam place in the country.

About two hours later, Chen Ying drove to a special place.

"This is?"

Looking at the name of this unit, Wang Yao was stunned. I won’t talk about the previous ones, and just said the last few words "mental care homes for mental illness." This is a more euphemistic way of saying it. .

"No wonder I didn't say it just now."

"You guys should be mindful one by one, Trump will come to inspect this afternoon!"

"Trump, isn't Putin?"

"The decline in gold is only temporary. In the long run, it will grow."

"Doctor, I don't think I'm sick, but I'm not in a normal mood."

"Let me out, the people of the motherland need me!"

Wang Yao walked all the way, heard some sounds, and then saw some people he had never seen before. Their eyes were dull, excited, or weird. In short, there was no normal person.

"Hello, come to see the patient?" Suddenly, a doctor with a big back and a white coat came to them.

"Yes, doctor." Chen Ying said.

"You should talk to patients more and persuade them to receive treatment. Usually the enlightenment of family members will have a positive effect on 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, Doctor Wang?"

"It's okay, your colleague will be back soon." Wang Yao smiled and said to the doctor.

"Young man, what do you mean?" the doctor said sternly.

"There, Chengxin, stop for me!" Several doctors hurried over.

"As a medical staff, I'm so flustered, how decent I am." The doctor Cheng turned around unhurriedly, and then was held down by a few male doctors swarming up.

"Mommy, please send me a separate treatment room and double the amount of medicine."

"I think I should add vitamin drugs instead of nerve blockers. I have bleeding gums, not mental disorders, and the smell of thioridazine is weird. Why can't I design it to smell like grapes or pancreas? What about it?"

"Shut up your Tamar, who told you to take thioridazine?!"

"You forgot, I am a doctor of medicine from Qinghua University."

"Don't talk to him, worry about being misled by him!"

"Remember what I said to you, drink more patients to communicate, let the main communication!"

"Stop his mouth for me!"

"Sorry, did he tell you anything?" At this time, a doctor looked at Wang Yao and Chen Ying nervously.

"Nothing, just what I just said."

"That's good, no matter what he says to you, don't take it seriously. Just last month, his birthplace turned an intern here into a neuropathy."

"Oh, nothing, thank you."

"How did you see that he was abnormal just now?" Chen Ying curiously asked.

Just now, he hadn't noticed anything about the mentally ill fake doctor.

"Hairstyle, eyes, take the initiative to talk to us." Wang Yao said.

"It's just inference."

However, the mentally ill eyes just a moment ago really surprised him, and there was a different kind of light hidden behind the seemingly calm.

Perhaps, this mentally ill person is really different from ordinary people in other aspects.

Soon, they saw Chen Ying's brother, a slobbering and giggly teenager who looked more than ten years old.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

"Xiao Zhou, sister came to see you." She leaned over and wiped her brother's saliva.

"You are wrong!" His brother's expression suddenly changed and became serious.

"The deceased died of murder, not suicide!"

"How can I stop him from coming west with a forty-nine sword sword style?!" Then his expression changed again.

Wang Yao was a little dumbfounded.

"This disease is strange."

He stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed the wrist of the boy in front of him.

"Presumptuous, dare to be rude to this king."

But in a moment, the teenager has changed several identities.

Wang Yao didn’t care about him, grabbed his arm to signal his pulse, but there was a power in his palm that shouldn’t exist in a teenager of this age. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person, otherwise, it’s impossible. Will be broken free by him.

What a strange pulse condition!

"Sister, when did you come?" In an instant, the young man seemed to regain his consciousness.

"Just here." Chen Yingrou said.

"I was talking nonsense again, right?"

"It's okay."

"Who is this brother?"

"I have a doctor who will treat you specifically." Chen Ying said.

"It's useless, sister, don't worry about my business anymore."

The young man's eyes have regained his clarity, and his speech is very sophisticated, just like ordinary people.

"The pulse condition has also changed." Wang Yao said.

"That's weird!"

The boy’s illness looked like a "split personality", and Wang Yao didn't know how to treat it for a while.

"How about, Doctor Wang?"

"Sorry, I haven't thought of any good way yet." Wang Yao said.

"Oh." Chen Ying replied, disappointment is inevitable.

She chatted with her brother for a while, until the doctor came to remind her that she would not leave until the time to visit the patient.

"Sister, don't worry about me. I won't use it anymore." Chen Ying's brother said.

He remained sane throughout the entire conversation with his sister, just like ordinary people.

"Sister will pick you up as soon as possible."

"No, I'm fine in there."

Even Wang Yao felt a bit bitter after hearing this, let alone his sister. Who would think that being in the hospital is good, and it is still such a place. No one except the doctor is normal. Even some doctors may not be normal.

"This is my brother Chen Zhou." Chen Ying said after coming out of the hospital.

"He suddenly fell ill when he was in junior high school four years ago. He went to a lot of hospitals and found a lot of doctors, but there was no way. No one other than me could take care of him. He is being treated here."

Four years ago, in junior high school, how old is he now?

"Eighteen."

"18 years old, how come you look like a twelve-year-old boy?"

"Yes, in these four years, not only did he show no signs of aging, but he was getting younger and younger." Chen Ying seemed to be afraid that Wang Yao would not believe what she said, so she took out her mobile phone. The photos of his younger brother are indeed getting younger and younger, and some of them mean youthfulness.

This phenomenon has attracted Wang Yao's attention.

"Does this disease have some special side effects? I forgot to observe the conditions of other patients when I was in the hospital just now!"

"I will think of a solution for your brother's illness."

This kind of disease itself belongs to the category of "difficult and miscellaneous diseases". In fact, there are many causes of mental illness, and so far most of these diseases have no good treatment methods and drugs.

"Thank you in advance, then."

When Wang Yao returned home, he found someone waiting in the small courtyard, a middle-aged woman, Su Xiaoxue's mother Song Ruiping.

"Hello, Doctor Wang."

"Hello, Ms. Song, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just go out and take a look."

"Please sit down."

Chen Ying hurriedly poured tea.

Actually, this place was originally the property of the Su family, and Wang Yao was only temporarily living, making it as if he was the owner of this place.

"How does Dr. Wang feel about this place, is it okay to live?"

"Very good." Wang Yao answered almost subconsciously.

"Well, that's good."

Song Ruiping just sat for a while and left.

The sky gradually darkened, and Chen Ying made dinner. It may have been affected by his brother's affairs. She seemed to be in a low mood.

Wang Yao vaguely guessed that apart from her brother, she might not have any other relatives.

"I will go to Su's house in the evening. If you don't want to go, don't go." Every time Wang Yao goes to Su's house, Chen Ying accompanies him, sends him in, and waits for him to come out. I just felt that Wang Yao was not interested in seeing her today, so he didn't want her to go.

"Then how can I go, I'll accompany you, it's a relief."

It's still that small courtyard, and the person is still that person.

The gauze wrapped around the head was gently unwrapped~IndoMTL.com~ and that crooked face was revealed. There are criss-crossing scars, but a face is like two pieces of heaven and earth. On the left are still criss-cross scars, dark black representing death and corruption, while on the right, a piece of tender new flesh is born, which is as conspicuous as an oasis in the desert.

Wang Yao did this deliberately during the last treatment, only to sprinkle the medicine on her right face alone.

"It works!" Although she knew that this result might happen, Song Ruiping cried out excitedly after seeing it.

"The effect is good!"

Continuing the treatment, Wang Yao took out another porcelain bottle.

After opening the porcelain bottle, the unique fragrance radiated again.

This time, what Wang Yao took out was another bottle of medicine, the undiluted "Shengji San", thick like honey, dripping slowly.

Song Ruping found out that Wang Yao's medication was different from last time.