Feihu Renxin [Flying Tigers + on call 36 hours]

"Master Lin." Song Wei knocked on the door lightly, and after receiving Master Lin's permission, he opened the door and walked in. Master Lin, Qian Haode, Deng Likai, Xiang Qian'er and Yang Peicong had all arrived.

"We plan to arrange Lin Daxu's operation tomorrow." Master Lin motioned Song Wei to sit down, and said, "Because this operation is more complicated, Dr. Qian will perform the surgery himself, with Dr. Song as the first assistant and Dr. Yang as the second assistant." .Do you have any comments?"

Everyone shook their heads, Master Lin's arrangement was very reasonable.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Qian Haode took out Lin Daxu's information, and began to introduce Lin Daxu's diagnosis and tomorrow's operation. After confirming it clearly, he agreed to adjourn the meeting.

"Thank you for your hard work tomorrow." Master Lin looked at everyone heavily, choked up for a while and did not speak again.

Everyone understood Master Lin's meaning, nodded comfortingly, and everyone left in silence.

Brother Lin's illness has been weighing heavily on Song Wei's heart. When he arrived at the PC bar at night, Song Wei still had a heavy expression on his face.

Han Tao shared his suspicion with Song Wei and Zhuo Yuan again, "I suspect she has suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder." Han Tao finally stated his speculation.

"No way, my sister has passed away since Ah Bang..." Zhuo Yuan paused, and looked at Song Wei worriedly, Song Wei smiled and indicated that she had no problem, and asked Zhuo Yuan to continue talking.

"My sister was very sad at the time, but if she puts her love on work, it will be fine." But what Han Tao said is true, Zhuo Yuan is not sure.

"Post-traumatic stress disorder, in English, Post-traumatic stress disorder, refers to the sequelae of a person's psychological state after suffering or fighting against severe stress." Song Wei has no understanding of Zhuo Yu's experience in the past two years, and can only look at it from a professional perspective. Provide them with an analysis, "The main symptoms are nightmares."

Zhuo Yuan nodded.

"My personality has changed drastically. My sister should not have it. Emotional dissociation is commonly known as schizophrenia."

Zhuo Yuan shook his head quickly.

"Emotional numbness and alienation." Before Zhuo Yuan could respond, Song Wei denied it himself, "My sister is still as good to me as ever, and she is not."

"Insomnia."

Zhuo Yuan nodded.

"Avoiding things that cause trauma?"

Zhuo Yuan shook his head.

"What else is there Well, you can finish it all at once." Han Tao sat beside him and listened to Song Weiyi's one-word narration. After talking for a long time, there was no result.

"There are also irritability, hypervigilance, amnesia and easy to be frightened." Song Weiyi finished speaking in one tone, and looked at Zhuo Yuan.

Zhuo Yuan is not sure either, it seems... not at all.

Song Wei sighed: "I'm not a professional psychiatrist, so I can't make a judgment." What I just said was what Sister Qingle told me 10 minutes ago, "I know a very good psychiatrist. , why don't you take your sister to her place to have a look?"

"If my sister is willing to go to the doctor, we don't have to worry so much now."

Song Wei didn't know how stubborn Zhuo Yan's temper was: "Then there's no other way?"

"There is no way." Han Tao looked at Zhuo Yuan mysteriously, "But we need to cooperate." Then he came closer and whispered his plan.

"Huh? Lie my sister to see a doctor? Will it work?" Song Wei didn't believe it. Sister Zhuo Yu is not a fool, and she will be exposed easily. How will Zhuo Yuan and Zhan Sir explain to her sister?

"It doesn't matter if it's exposed." Han Tao explained confidently, "It's best to let Ah Yuan pretend to be sick so that he can trick Madam Zhuang to see a doctor; , Shake her determination, and then she will go to the doctor by herself."

Han Tao spoke with certainty, Song Wei looked at Zhuo Yuan uncertainly, is Zhan Sir's words reliable?

Zhuo Yuan was also very skeptical, but a dead horse is regarded as a living horse doctor, for the sake of my sister, I have to try it, and at worst, I will be scolded by her.

"That's good." Song Wei also agreed.

The three of them decided that Zhuo Yuan and Han Tao would play tricks to trick Zhuo Wei into seeing a doctor the next day. Regardless of success or failure, they would meet at the PC bar tomorrow night.

"Still worried about my sister?" Song Weiyi was frowning on the road, and Zhuo Yuan couldn't help frowning when he saw it.

"It's not just my sister, there's an operation tomorrow, and the patient is Che Che's uncle." Thinking of Lin Daxu, Song Wei felt a lot of pressure.Che Che has a deep affection for her uncle, and if the operation fails tomorrow, Song Wei really dare not think about it.

"Do you still remember what we did when you were wronged in the hospital?" Zhuo Yuan leaned forward and looked at Song Wei.

"Before...you wanted to..." Song Wei looked at Zhuo Yuan uncertainly.

Looking at each other, Zhuo Yuan nodded with a smile, and bent slightly with his back to Song Wei: "Come on."

"You said it, don't regret it. Speaking of it, I haven't done it for so long, I don't know if my skills are rusty." Song Wei said with a smile while stepping back, and distanced himself from Zhuo Yuan.

"I'm coming." As soon as the words finished, Song Wei trot forward, jumped, and landed on Zhuo Yuan's back impartially. Zhuo Yuan caught it steadily and skillfully.

"Let's go!" Zhuo Yuan started to run with Song Wei on his back.

"Ah Yuan, you run faster than before."

"Of course, I'm the Flying Tigers."

I used to go out with Ah Bang and Zhuo Yu, and every time Song Wei was tired, Zhuo Yuan would carry her back. Gradually, Song Wei would play with his temper and refuse to move when he was in a bad mood and was wronged. It was also Zhuo Yuan who took her Going back, I don't know when I developed the habit. Song Wei's mood is depressed, and it will definitely be possible to use this method to coax her.

After running all the way back to Che Che's house, Zhuo Yuan put Song Wei down: "How are you feeling?"

"Okay." Song Wei looked at Zhuo Yuan with a smile.

"That's good. It's not in vain for me to run this distance. It's really more tiring than training. I think I will be sore when I wake up tomorrow." Zhuo Yuan rubbed his arms deliberately and complained.

"I also said it was the Flying Tigers, and it hurts after just running for such a short distance. I'm too weak. I want to tell Sir Zhan to do more exercises!" Song Wei fought back unconvinced.

"Okay, then when you see Ah Tao tomorrow, tell him yourself. Now go back to sleep." Zhuo Yuan smiled and pushed Song Wei upstairs.

"See you tomorrow."

"Good night."

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