can i be respectful for a while

"Don't think that if Ye Jing protects you, you can be unscrupulous. In my eyes, he is at most a child, and his wings are not yet hardened."

Ye Qing looked at him and said no more.

"Ye Qing, you have the guts." Ye Feng's eyes flickered, "You really have the guts."

This is the last word between two people.

When Ye Qing was dragged into the car and taken away, he turned his head and looked at Ye Feng who was standing far away at the door, and suddenly felt that this old face was full of indescribable relief and indifference.

The indifference makes people panic.

"Where are you taking me?"

The tall and mighty man stabilized the steering wheel and sneered in the rearview mirror, but did not answer his question.

"Where are you taking me?"

No one answered, the co-pilot threw a black bag at the person watching Ye Qing in the back seat, and said "hmm".

"I advise you to think clearly..."

Before Ye Qing finished speaking, the man quickly took out an injection from his bag and stuck it into the back of his neck.

"stable?"

"Know the goods." The man replied briefly, smiling and watching him fall asleep.

Before going to sleep, Ye Qing was still thinking, luckily it was just a Valium, if he had some diapers and diapers, his body might not be able to carry it.

"But when we get there, I don't know what kind of medicine they use." The four people in the car laughed when they saw him fall asleep.

No one is more sympathetic.

There are too many poor people in the world, and they are too busy to take care of themselves. Who still has that kind of leisure.

The car drove all the way, stopped and stopped for nearly two hours, and finally stopped slowly in front of a huge hospital.

High walls surround the hospital, and the words Maria Psychiatric Hospital are engraved on the gate.

I am afraid that Yang Yongxin would not dare to dominate the industry with the current layout of the hospital.

The medical staff sent Ye Qing to the advanced ward, and the doctor in charge sat in the office, browsing the diagnosis records they put on the table.

"Sir, I'm very sorry. I think we need to give the patient another mental examination to know his condition accurately. Besides, the hospital where the diagnosis was made is a private hospital, so the specific results and hospitalization procedures have yet to be confirmed."

"There is no need to confirm," the man solemnly marked the "severe mental illness" in the diagnosis result column with his fingers, and then took out a contract and spread it out in front of him, "This is a contract drafted by his relatives." Please read the treatment contract."

The doctor's eyes fell on the amount of remuneration, he was stunned, and said, "Doctors are parents, and it is our duty to take good care of patients. Besides, the hospital prohibits doctors from receiving red envelopes in any form. You..."

"This is arranged by Mr. Ye Lao, the father of the chairman of the Interstellar company. Doctor Zhou, you can accept it at ease. I don't think you need to worry about it as a guarantee in the name of Interstellar."

The doctor paused, and said in a low voice, "The one inside..."

"Young Master of Interstellar," the man said again, "Because of identity issues, it is inconvenient to tell the outside world, so regarding this matter, I hope you can..." He made a gesture of hissing, and a cold smile surfaced on the corner of his mouth.

Doctor Zhou also broke out in a cold sweat secretly, "Yes, yes, it is natural, we will keep the patient's situation confidential, but the reward is really unnecessary..."

"Doctor Zhou, we hope you can cooperate with what the old man ordered, otherwise...it's not easy for us to explain, do you think..." He said and winked at the two people at the door , the two of them stretched out their hands and made a gesture of digging out, their faces turned cold instantly.

"No, no, no," Dr. Zhou waved his hand tremblingly, "We really can't..."

The man handed the signature pen to his palm, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun on the table, smiling badly, "I really... I'm sorry..."

Holding the pen, Dr. Zhou was silent for as long as a century before slowly signing his name stroke by stroke.

Until those people walked out of the gate of the hospital, he was still immersed in the clauses in the contract that required the consent and participation of Party A for dispensing and pharmacy.

It's not that he hasn't heard his seniors say such a thing, but it's the first time he really encountered this.

In the ward, Ye Qing woke up from a deep sleep, opened his eyes, and was startled.

He was holding on to the edge of the bed, his body was limp and weak, and the room was furnished simply. After scanning his eyes, he realized that all the appliances in the room were fixed.

Dazed for a moment, he raised his eyes and found a small square observation window on the door.

Ye Qing couldn't help laughing, in order to lock me up, he went through a lot of trouble, as for what?

But when he saw clearly the sign of 'Maria's Mental Hospital' printed on the bed sheet, his expression was fixed on his face, and he couldn't laugh at all.

It turned out that all the appliances in the room were fixed to prevent mentally ill patients from being agitated and hurting themselves or the medical staff; the observation window was also specially set up to facilitate the medical staff to observe the patient's condition.

Ye Qing felt a chill down his spine.

As a doctor, at this moment, he clearly knew that the An'an on the road just now was just the beginning.

He curled his fingers and gripped the sheets, forcing himself to calm down.My mind was dizzy, and I couldn't find any countermeasures.

After an unknown amount of time, a gentle light came on in the room, and the lock on the door slammed softly.

Ye Qing's eyes moved, and he leaned back.

The first person who came in was a nurse in her 40s. She glanced at Ye Qing with affection in her eyes, "Are you awake? How are you? Are you okay?"

"En." Ye Qing nodded, looking at her calmly.

Not long after, the doctor from behind came in. After some simple greetings, the doctor sat behind the desk opposite him and started a simple conversation.

"How are you feeling?"

Listening to his coaxing tone to the children, Ye Qing said, "Not bad."

"Well, good," Doctor Zhou smiled kindly, "Do you feel hungry now?"

"I'm new here, why don't you ask my name?"

The doctor smiled, "Hi, Ye Qing, I'm your doctor, surnamed Zhou."

"Doctor Zhou, as far as I know, I should undergo a mental examination from your hospital now, instead of asking and treating me?"

Dr. Zhou lowered his eyes and wrote a few lines on the paper, saying, "At present, the hospital has your diagnosis sheet, so you don't need to check it for the time being."

"Not necessarily." Ye Qing sneered, "Can the most important procedures for mental patients be removed?"

Dr. Zhou looked up at him and changed the subject, "Do you like the color of the curtains? Do you need to change them?"

When Ye Qing stood up, the needle in the nurse's hand was ready. She glanced at Zhou Kai and said, "Doctor?"

"I am now in a good mental state and emotionally stable, and I don't need injections of sedatives."

Because Ye Qing was listed as a severe mental patient, the nurse thought he had a history of injections, so he didn't think he was a doctor, and said, "After the injections, you can sleep well."

Ye Qing's lips trembled, Ye Feng, you are really ruthless.

How can a normal person prove that he is not a lunatic.If you refuse the injection or turn your face, I'm afraid it will only be regarded as mental fluctuations, and you need to increase the dose, and it will not be treated as a normal demand at all.

Ye Qing watched the woman holding the injection for examination, and took a step back unconsciously, "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"I think I'm very hungry, can I have something to eat first." Ye Qing said, "Although it may be late now, but I still..." He said with a seemingly innocent and aggrieved expression.

The nurse and Dr. Zhou looked at each other, and finally found someone to give him another meal.

When Ye Qing was biting his soup spoon, he was still thinking about how to get out of the current situation and escape, even though a group of medical staff were staring at him, no matter how he looked at it, he was lying in ambush.

Long-term use of Diazepam will have side effects, and Ye Qing is a doctor, so he knows it very well.What's more, he didn't know what kind of psychological medicine was mixed in each tube of injection. He was thinking that even if he could escape one day, he might not be able to live alive and have healthy limbs.

If that's the case, he might as well be dead.

"Doctor Zhou, in my current situation, I don't need injections at all..."

Doctor Zhou hesitated for a while, and said, "The drug was injected with the permission of your family members. It is an advanced drug from abroad, and it will be of great help to your condition..."

As for what he said later, Ye Qing didn't listen to a word.

But this so-called 'family' must be Ye Feng.It's fine to deceive children with such nonsense that it's very important to help, but it's unforgivable to use it to fool a doctor with a professional background.

Ye Qing knew that this medicine must not be used today.

"Trouble you, Doctor Zhou, you can do any mental test on me, my mood is very stable now, I don't need at all..."

"Doctor Zhou, as a doctor, I hope you can abide by medical ethics..."

"Doctor Zhou, you must clearly know the ingredients of this drug, otherwise, you are committing a crime..."

Several strong medical staff pinned him down on the bed, and his limbs were locked into the lock rings.The nurse approached holding the injection, the kind smile on her face became distorted, and her coaxing tone seemed so hypocritical.

Ye Qing couldn't move, and began to struggle violently, "Let go of me, you can't do this."

The gray curtains were drawn without a single gap, and Dr. Zhou stood in the distance with an indifferent expression, endless coldness flowing in his eyes, as if he was used to seeing countless lunatics struggling.

"Let go of me! You can't do this!" Ye Qing had an uncontrollable disgust on his face. In his eyes, such a move would undoubtedly tarnish the sacred profession of a doctor, and everything was obviously so unreasonable.

And all these unreasonable things are being suppressed by power.

The heart of doctors and parents.

Ye Qing chewed these words coldly, and whimpered in his throat, "Let go of me! I'm not sick! You can contact my other family members!"

He wants to explain.

The cold needle pierced the skin, and the liquid seeped into the blood bit by bit.

Those cold and unknown drugs spread in the body without a trace.Ye Qing struggled, his eyebrows were knit together, pain and sadness slowly appeared on his delicate and beautiful face.

In the corridors of the hospital, there were patients who were restlessly sleeping, sobbing, howling, and even breaking down and crying.

This is a new world, a world that does not belong to Ye Qing and cannot be controlled.

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