Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

"The biggest role of MECT is to improve patients' negative ideas, suppress their suicidal impulses that may occur at any time, and dilute the painful memories that cause their depression..."

When the psychiatrist said this, Gu Yanci retorted based on the personal experiences of patients who had MECT found on the Internet: "But many patients say that MECT cannot 100% eliminate negative memories, even if they can be eliminated, , after ten days and a half month or three or two months, after the confused memories in the brain return to normal, those negative and painful memories will still gradually come to mind."

What he said was true, and the psychiatrist did not refute it. "It is true. MECT cannot permanently erase memories, but it can calm the brain. Let's put it this way, the same thing is done. Before MECT, patients felt very uncomfortable when they thought about it. After doing MECT several times, when they think about it again, they feel that it was nothing more than that."

Gu Yanci raised his hand and rubbed his temples, concentrating on considering what the doctor said.

He naturally hoped that Lin Qian would recall that bloody internet violence in the future with an indifferent mood.

But he is also worried that doctors are exaggerating, because a considerable number of patients with depression say that they have had MECT dozens of times without any effect.

Side effects such as memory loss, memory confusion, and deterioration in logical thinking ability are all common.

"I'm afraid." After thinking about it, Gu Yanci expressed his inner worries: "She is like some patients. The disease has not been cured and she is suffering from the side effects."

"You can rest assured about this," the psychiatrist explained based on the facts of Lin Qian's treatment: "MECT does work according to different physical constitutions. Some people do more harm than good after doing it, and some people do more good after doing it. The disadvantages outweigh it. Your wife only had it done once and forgot the memory of the episode that caused her emotional breakdown, which proves that she is a suitable patient for MECT treatment."

Gu Yanci showed a thoughtful expression, and there was a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, as if he was thinking carefully.

The psychiatrist opened the medical record on the desk and said in a casual and intentional voice: "Of course, it's up to you whether you want to continue or not. You have to follow your wife's own opinion."

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At this time, Lin Qian received a pair of "uninvited guests" in her ward.

She is a middle-aged woman in her forties, leading a boy with a crew cut of thirteen or fourteen years old.

As soon as she entered the door, the middle-aged woman first announced: "I am Su Lan's friend, my surname is Jiang. I came here specially after her introduction. My son is sick. Please diagnose him."

Lin Qian was in a daze and had no intention of "seeing, hearing and asking questions" for the patient. Ms. Jiang claimed that she was "Su Lan's friend". Seeing that Su Lan was an investor that Gu Yanci tried hard to win over, she agreed, "Okay." Bar."

Lin Qian sat in front of the young man, observed his face carefully, then asked about his symptoms, and said in a determined tone: "Your tongue has a thin coating, your pulse is stringy and slippery, and you have symptoms of nausea and oiliness... Your symptoms are: For hepatitis B caused by liver stagnation and spleen deficiency, the treatment method is to soothe the liver, strengthen the spleen and activate blood circulation. I will prescribe you a soothing liver, strengthening spleen and activating blood circulation decoction."

She picked up the signature pen and wrote the prescription on the A4 paper: 10 grams of Bupleurum, 15 grams of White Peony, 15 grams of Pseudostellariae, 10 grams of Atractylodes, 15 grams of Salvia...

While she was carefully writing the prescription, the boy with a crew cut walked into the bathroom, while Ms. Jiang was sitting there playing with her mobile phone.

Lin Qian was about to finish writing the prescription when a scream suddenly came from the toilet: "Ah!"

Lin Qian was stunned, thinking he had stumbled and fallen.

She was about to follow the restroom to see what was going on when the boy with a flat head came out of the restroom with an expression as if he had seen a ghost and screamed: "This woman is so incompetent. She put the sanitary napkin she changed into directly into the trash can." . I saw it as soon as I walked in. I was so unlucky. That kind of filthy stuff made my eyes dirty."

Hearing this, Lin Qian's pupils trembled, and she almost blurted out: "What the hell!"

The boy with a flat head is very strange, and his mother, Ms. Jiang, who has her menstrual period every month and uses sanitary napkins every month, is even more strange among the strange.

She did not accuse her son of having dirty thoughts. Instead, she cursed Lin Qian: "A used sanitary napkin is such a filthy thing. You threw it into the trash can. Where did your quality go? I My son has never seen such filthy things since he was a child. Today, he sees it for the first time here. If you want to leave a psychological shadow on him, I want you to look good."

Lin Qian: "..."

By the way, Lin Qian has encountered all kinds of weird things since he was so old. However, this was the first time she encountered such a weird person who made a fuss about sanitary napkins thrown into the trash can.

Having said that, the sanitary napkin in the trash can was not thrown away by her, but by the ward nurse responsible for caring for her, who threw it away when she went to the toilet here.

Regardless of whether she lost it or not, the "sanitary napkin shame theory" adopted by the strange mother and son successfully angered her.

When she was about to have a seizure, Ms. Jiang shouted reluctantly: "I estimate that my precious son has already left a psychological shadow. He is only sixteen years old, and he cannot live with a psychological shadow. I want to take him to do it. The psychology department does a psychological examination, and you pay for the examination. By the way, you also do a psychological examination. You clearly know that there are sanitary napkins in the trash can, but you don't stop my son from entering the bathroom. I'm sure you have a twisted mentality and a disease in your brain. .”

The more Ms. Jiang spoke, the more she went too far. Lin Qian couldn't hold back her anger and picked up the water glass and threw it at Ms. Jiang: "Just one look at a sanitary napkin leaves a psychological shadow? Your precious son is too precious. Where are you?" , you shouldn’t have given birth to him in the first place, you should have held him in the womb until he was thirty or forty years old, and then you would be surprised to see anything and have him again.”

"You're still taking care of your littering of sanitary napkins?" Ms. Jiang said as if she was going crazy. "The sanitary napkins themselves pollute the eyes of young people. Isn't it to protect young people from not caring about hygiene if the bathrooms in public places are separated for men and women? Just a sanitary napkin. If you think it’s okay for teenagers to see sanitary napkins, it proves that you are a frivolous and slutty person.”

Her use of a sanitary napkin turned into a personal attack, and her words were like cold water dripping into a hot oil pan, instantly arousing Lin Qian's temper.

With burning anger burning in her chest, Lin Qian's curse words were extremely unpleasant to hear: "A little wretched man who doesn't go to the toilet properly and opens the trash can to look at sanitary napkins. I'm afraid he will be wretched from birth. When he was born, When it came out of your birth canal, I didn’t forget to turn around and lick it twice.”

As soon as she said this, Ms. Jiang's eyes widened and she hurriedly covered her child's ears and yelled: "Oh my God! How could you say such ugly and dirty words in front of my son! It's over. It's over, my precious son's pure heart has been polluted by you..."

Her yelling was sharp and high-pitched, and suddenly turned into a sharp noise that filled Lin Qian's eardrums and swirled repeatedly in her ears. The constant torment of her brain nerves made her eyes darken, and she felt a suffocating feeling that she couldn't breathe...