Psychiatric Internship Records

There are actually many ways to stop the patient, but the doctors who were about to eat lunch were too lazy to move. They pretended to let Qi Fen practice and learn, and sent him to deal with the patient himself.There is even a good person sitting on the side holding a small book, saying that he will give him a score and judge.To put it bluntly, it's just a group of people who don't think it's a big deal to join in the fun, and nothing big will happen anyway.

Qi Fen didn't dare to get angry with the teachers, but only dared to raise his middle finger quietly to the intern who was the most boisterous in protest.

During this brief noise, the patient had already rushed to the door of the office and slammed on the door vigorously.

The office door was smashed and swayed, as if it would fall down at any moment.Qi Fen took a deep breath, opened the door, and before the patient started screaming hysterically, he preemptively said, "I accept your invitation to a duel."

A traditional European noble duel appeared in Qi Fen's mind. Fortunately, the other party had no gloves to take off and hit him in the face.

The patient quieted down after hearing the words, "Better love to the Lord."

"Okay." Qi Fen agreed, and gestured to the surroundings casually, "Then let's start now." A quick battle.

When the patient heard the beginning, he hurriedly opened his mouth, and was interrupted by Qi Fen as soon as he said "Ah...".

Qi Fen shouted: "I admit defeat!" He didn't want to stand here, with so many people watching, compete with a mental patient to recite love poems.

Qi Fen's assessment of the situation aroused the nods of the doctors, but was not accepted by the patients.He pointed at Qi Fen angrily and cursed: "Your love for the Lord is so shallow that you gave up before even trying!"

"Yes, yes!" Qi Fen perfunctory, begging him in his heart to stop pestering him, isn't that strange master omnipotent, why don't he hurry up and take this mental patient away.

"I misunderstood you!" The patient said incomprehensible words angrily, "You heartless man, curse you for not being cared by the Lord for the rest of your life!"

That's really great, it's best for your Patriarch to ignore me for the rest of his life.

The patient ran away crying, Qi Fen thought the matter would be settled like this, but within a few seconds of the clinker, the patient came running from his ward again, stomping his feet and complaining: "I must make you fall in love with the Lord!"

A big man raised his orchid fingers and acted coquettishly in front of him, causing Qi Fen to get goosebumps all over the place.

The patient did not want to let Qi Fen go, "You wait for me to summon the Lord and let him educate you personally."

Can it still be summoned?Although Qi Fen felt that it was probably this guy's hallucination, he still had little expectations, after all, no one has ever seen a god in this life!I have seen a lot of neuropathy.

The patient didn't think it was dirty, so he spread the sheet in his arms on the floor, then knelt down on it, and saluted in the direction of no one.He prostrated himself on the ground repeatedly, chanting words, and listened carefully, all of which were words dedicated to himself and praising the true God.

As the patient prayed, Qi Fen vaguely felt that the air in front of him was distorted, and the distant scene was blurred, as if separated by mist.He thought he was hallucinating, rubbed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he found that it was really his hallucination, but he missed it after looking forward too much.

The patient continued to utter the love words that made the listener feel numb, without feeling embarrassed at all.

Just when Qi Fen felt that the summoning failed, the patient suddenly moved.His body trembled because of his reverence, and he slowly moved his hand to his pocket, took out an object and raised it above his head, as if offering it to an unknown god.

"Lord, thank you for coming." The patient thanked the air, and then turned to Qi Fen, as if to say: tremble, mortal!

Qi Fen sneered, knowing that this person was really crazy, and mocked: "Where is your Lord? Why can't I see it?"

The patient did not scold Qi Fen directly, but told the invisible god in horror, "Lord, there is someone who doesn't know you, he must be blind."

Qi Fen: "..." He looked around speechlessly, hoping to gain the approval of others, but he didn't expect that everyone looked up at the sky with suppressed smiles, and no one looked at him.

The patient knelt on the ground, raised his hands, and waved his beliefs in front of Qi Fen angrily, "You don't know Mount Tai, you are stupid! The Lord will never come to your side!"

Qi Fen petrified in the wind: "..."

It was a brand new hundred-dollar bill, fluttering and trembling in the patient's hand.

Qi Fen felt like a piece of rubbish abandoned by the gods, falling straight from the sky, hitting the ground and falling apart.

The patient held his beloved god in his hands, waiting for Qi Fen to express his opinion without looking sideways.

It was only then that Qi Fen realized how much he hated the patient's previous curse, and bowed and apologized with a mournful face: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I love him too."

"Huh! That's right!" The patient took back Grandpa Mao with satisfaction, and put a gentle and respectful kiss on his lips, like a mother hugging her own child, holding the money in her arms with a loving expression.

Apparently this is not the first time this has happened. The crowd burst into laughter one after another, mixed with the exclamation of "I got another one", and Wei Kai added fuel and vinegar, "Full marks for facial expressions, full marks for reactions, no expression of admiration, zero points. "

The patient recruited another person to join the teaching. He was full of fighting spirit and asked for credit with the big money in his hand. He vowed to make the RMB teaching grow stronger.

The patient forgot to take back the sheet that was spread on the floor, and Qi Fen almost knelt on it too.

After dismissing the patient, Qi Fen was stimulated into a disheartened state, like the sage time after release, indifferent to everything.

Even when Wei Kai asked him to eat, he replied without thinking: "No, I can't spend my master."

Qi Fen felt that time had passed for a long time, and Jiang Mu's pursuit in the morning seemed like something happened in his previous life, but he rubbed his fragile heart and felt that he would rather face Jiang Mu again than mess with mental illness again.

"Doctor." A thin voice called out, cautiously, as if afraid of scaring Qi Fen.

Qi Fen looked in surprise at the young man in hospital gown standing in front of him, "How did you get in?" He looked over the young man and found that the last person who went out forgot to lock the door.

The young man wears glasses, has disheveled hair, is thin, and wears a hospital gown loosely on his body.He pointed to Qi Fen's cell phone and asked shyly, "Doctor, can I borrow your cell phone?"

"No." Qi Fen refused without hesitation, "I can help you with what you want to do."

The young man scratched his head shyly, "Yes, I made an appointment to contact my husband, but the phone was confiscated."

The young man's voice was clear, soft and harmless. Qi Fen felt that he was healed all of a sudden, and the previous shock was washed away. He cheered up and thought of the damn subject. Looking at the young man was like watching an anatomy Rabbit on stage.

Qi Fen: "Which bed do you have?"

"3 beds." The young man introduced himself, "My name is Fang Keran. I was just admitted to the hospital yesterday. I just saw you at the door."

Qi Fen gritted his teeth: "..." Can we not mention just now!Do you still want to borrow a mobile phone?

Fang Keran's scalp was numb from Qi Fen's stare, he dared not speak, but he really wanted to contact her husband, so he raised a finger and pointed at Qi Fen's cell phone tremblingly.

Qi Fen understood, picked up the phone, swayed Erlang's legs, "help you contact your husband, yes." The young man's eyes lit up, and Qi Fen made a request unhurriedly, "But I'm working on a project, and the contact is over. You have to cooperate with me." Finally not being threatened by others, and able to negotiate conditions with others, Qi Fen felt secretly happy.

Fang Keran didn't care what the subject was, when he heard that he could contact her husband, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be contained, and he agreed excitedly.

"What's the phone number?" Qi Fen unlocked the phone, opened the phone book and prepared to dial.

"I don't have a phone number." Fang Keran said restrainedly. He wanted to take Qi Fen's phone but didn't dare to operate it himself. He approached Qi Fen lightly and pointed to the AppStore on his iPhone. "You have to download an app to get in touch."

Qi Fen was surprised, but he didn't think too much about it. He opened the store casually, "Which software?"

Fang Keran whispered a name, but Qi Fen couldn't catch it, so he asked again, and Fang Keran mustered up the courage to answer: "Rhapsody of Celebrities."

Qi Fen searched for this software: "..." Do you think I'm so stupid that you can't see that this is a game?

"That's right," Fang Keran saw Qi Fen's hesitation, and hurriedly explained, "My husband is also in that game, so you can contact him when you enter."

Qi Fen was stunned: "Are you dating online?"

"Forget it, let's do it!" Fang Keran stammered, "Can you give me your phone so that I can log in to my account?"

Qi Fen doesn't play games, and the interface is colorful and not very good at operating. He handed the phone to Fang Keran, and then carefully watched his operations, for fear that he would mess up.

Fang Keran entered the account password neatly, and the interface jumped from the login interface to the main interface of the game.

The game was crowded with many players, and before Qi Fen could understand it, Fang Keran directly clicked into the chat window, turning a blind eye to other things.

A private chat message quickly popped up in the chat box with a dark green bottom frame. Fang Keran burst into laughter before reading the content, and forgot to reply after reading it over and over again.

Keliven: Why haven't you logged in for so long, I miss you.

Keliven: Why didn't you reply, what happened?

Fang Keran: Something has happened recently, and I may not be able to go online.

Keliven: What's going on?

Keliven: Come on, don't worry me.

Fang Keran entered "I was locked up in a mental hospital", hesitated for a moment, then deleted everything, re-entered "recently busy with work", pursed his lips, and deleted again.

On the other side of the screen, Keliven kept sending urging words, swiping the screen to ask Fang Keran what happened, and don't fool him.

Fang Keran finally decided to tell the truth: My parents forced me to see a doctor yesterday, and now I am in a mental hospital.

Keliven: ...

After a moment of silence, Keliven sent another message: Is it because of me?

Fang Keran frowned, and typed quickly as if Keliven was afraid of misunderstanding: No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you.

Keliven: Why is that?

Fang Keran seemed to have suddenly forgotten how to use the input method, and input each letter slowly, leaving time for himself to make excuses.

Fang Keran: They think I've been playing games for too long.

The corners of Qi Fen's eyes twitched, and he really wanted to complain that this place doesn't accept teenagers with Internet addiction, and it wasn't run by that bastard Yang Yongxin, don't look down on the mental hospital!

Sure enough, Keliven didn't believe it, and two words silently flashed on the screen.

Keliven: I don't believe it.