Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 20 Doctor Gu, mental illness is actually an alien. Don’t tell other doctors.
When He Qingyan walked into the {Jinghai Group [-]} office, Su Qing was watching the video of Gu Ran moving rocks to block traffic with Chen Ke.

"He really blocked it." Chen Ke was surprised, admired, and found it funny.

"This is a man!" Although it was a compliment, Su Qing's tone sounded ridiculing.

She smiled again: "Thanks to Gu Ran, rainy days are not so annoying anymore!"

"I'm so happy."

A sweet sound like a musical note came suddenly, and the two of them followed the sound and looked out the door.

A girl who looked like she had just come back from a dance was leaning on the door frame with her arms folded, looking at the two of them with a smile.

There was no sense of courtesy from a stranger in her expression. Chen Ke looked at Su Qing subconsciously, feeling that the two of them should know each other.

Su Qing said with a cold face: "Who are you?"

He Qingyan stood up straight, left the door frame, and walked in.

As a woman, Chen Ke was amazed at the slender legs of the girl in front of her, her elegant posture, and her exquisite clothing.

"Xiao Qingqing, have you forgotten that we slept in the same bed?" He Qingyan said with a smile as she walked away.

"Is it that time when the other person was choked and the ambulance was called?" Su Qing asked.

"No, it was the night where you either suppressed me or I suppressed you all night long."

Chen Ke looked left and right.

Su Qing said to Chen Ke: "Don't talk to her, she is hypomanic and goes crazy all the time."

"You say I'm mentally ill, do you have any evidence?"

"If you come to see a doctor and don't stay in the ward, what are you doing here?" Su Qing asked in a cold voice.

He Qingyan walked over and glanced at the desk in the middle.

There was a new medical record of Zhao Wenjie on the table. The person in charge was Gu Ran. She smiled, sat down happily, and naturally put her left leg on her right leg.

She supported her left elbow on Su Qing's table, held her face in her palm, and looked at Su Qing with a smile: "I miss you."

Su Qing suddenly smiled: "The car is blocked and we can't go?"

"What's your idea?" He Qingyan asked, then waved her hand lightly and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I'll make a profit for you two parking spaces for one car."

Su Qing was not interested in chatting with her: "Don't go crazy here, this is the office and it's working time now."

"Isn't it what you should do in the office during working hours to receive crazy people?" After saying that, He Qingyan said softly, "Huh?" ’ made a sound.

"Excuse me," Chen Ke tried to speak, "what can I do for you?"

He Qingyan looked back, looking her up and down with his big, black and bright eyes, and suddenly stretched out her hand: "Hello, I am He Qingyan."

Caught off guard, Chen Ke thought the other party had an aggressive personality.

"Oh, hello." She also stretched out her hand and shook the other person's hand. "I am the new psychotherapist, Chen Ke."

"Which chen? Which ke?" He Qingyan asked.

"Er Dongchen, Wang Keke."

He Qingyan nodded and said with a smile: "What an ordinary name."

Chen Ke's smile faltered, not because of the name being complained about, but because of the other person's straightforwardness.

Chen Ke's smile returned to its natural state: "It's not as chic as Miss He's."

If this were a comic book, there would be a line next to Chen Ke describing her psychological activities: He Qingyan, where did the Mary Sue heroine come from.

"It's quite boring." He Qingyan leaned back and lay on Gu Ran's swivel chair, "I look stunning all day long. Anyone who sees me knows how beautiful I am. It's too deliberate to emphasize my name like this. "

After a pause, she suddenly reminded Chen Ke as if remembering: "By the way, the 'very unique' name you mentioned was my suggestion that you go online and look up who the top leader in Haicheng is. That person gave it to me."

"." Chen Ke looked at Su Qing.

Su Qing said: "Do you know why she is clearly mentally ill but has no proof?"

Some people's family members must not be mentally ill. Although Chen Ke has just graduated, he is also aware of this situation.

Chen Ke looked at He Qingyan's smile again. It was a friendly smile before, but now it felt unfathomable.

This is a society governed by the rule of law, but as an ordinary doctor, she does not want to cause unexpected trouble.

She smiled at He Qingyan and turned to do her own thing.

Su Qing didn't speak either.

He Qingyan looked at Gu Ran's desk, opened the drawer, glanced at it, and then closed it.

Su Qing raised her eyes and looked at her back, but did not stop her. She knew the other person's temper. The more he prevented her from doing something, the more she would do it.

If she was serious, He Qingyan would really have to rely on Gu Ran's seat and even cause trouble to Gu Ran.

Ignore her. With her condition, she won't be able to stay quiet for long before she leaves on her own.

At the same time, Su Qing took out WeChat in the lower right corner of the computer and sent a message to Gu Ran.

[Su Qing: Don’t come back, the car owner is in the office, over]

[Gu Ran:? 】

Su Qing glanced around and saw that He Qingyan was playing with a pen holder in front of her. She looked away and continued to send messages on WeChat on the computer.

[Su Qing: Go to the housing area and wait for my news, over]

[Gu Ran: Got it]

[Su Qing: I want to eat McDonald’s, over]

[Gu Ran:? 】

[Su Qing:? ? 】

[Gu Ran: I don’t say thank you for your kindness, over]

Su Qing smiled. Did she say "over" when she didn't want to treat?

He Qingyan suddenly turned around and stared at Su Qing.

Su Qing quickly hid the WeChat page.

"Why are you laughing?" He Qingyan asked.

"Guess." Su Qing smiled.

She knew how to avoid irritating a mentally ill person, and she certainly knew how to irritate a mentally ill person.

Sure enough, He Qingyan had a face that was rare in the world. Her expression changed slightly, and she suspected that Su Qing was laughing at her.

Is her hair messed up?
Or was she playing some prank behind her?

He Qingyan stood up slowly, holding Gu Ran's pen in her hand.

Chen Ke, who had been paying attention to Chen Ke behind him through the small mirror on the table, felt that he could not go on like this. It seemed that the two of them were about to stage an ambulance-level battle again.

"Su Qing!" She stood up, "It's time to go to the nursing building. The lunch break is over. Let's go see the new patients."

This was the original arrangement.

"Going to play with mental patients?" He Qingyan smiled, "I'll go too."

Chen Ke found that the way Su Qing looked at him was a little special.

Su Qing decided to save Gu Ran one more time. She said to He Qingyan: "Come with me to see my mother."

"No." He Qingyan refused flatly, "I want to go to the nursing home to see mental patients."

"Without permission, even family members can't visit at will, let alone you who are emotionally unstable." Su Qing said.

He Qingyan smiled as if she had already guessed that she would say this.

She said: "Aunt Jing allows it."

After a pause, his smile became brighter and prouder: "From today on, I can go in and out of Jinghai freely. The only place I can't go is the ward area."

"Is it 'free to come and go', or do you have to come?" How could Su Qing not understand the woman in front of her.

He Qingyan pressed her lips indifferently: "If you say this, it will make you feel better, Xiao Qingqing. Let's just say this for now, and I will correct you when I have time."

She turned around and looked at Chen Ke: "Okay, let's go. Don't keep the patient waiting. By the way, wait a moment."

She looked around the office, found the locker room, walked in and changed into a spare white coat.

Chen Ke looked at Su Qing.

She thinks this is against the rules, but Su Qing is the team leader, and it is up to her to decide whether it is in compliance with the rules or not.

Su Qing sighed: "Let her go, I'm tired of saying another word to her."

He Qingyan was not satisfied with wearing a white coat. Seeing that Su Qing and Chen Ke had both taken medical records, she also took Gu Ran's with great interest.

"Change it." Su Qing reached out and took off the 'Zhao Wenjie Medical Record' on the folder and replaced it with a new one.

He Qingyan didn't care about this. She pointed to her chest: "What badge is this? Work badge? Name badge? Where's mine?"

"No." Su Qing pushed her shoulder and told her to leave quickly.

He Qingyan was pushed, and her body leaned forward in an elegant and beautiful posture.

The three of them walked together and passed by the front desk on the first floor. The apple-faced nurse who was stealing snacks was so dumbfounded that she forgot to hide the snacks.

She suspected that this was the filming location of some kind of doctor idol drama.

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Gu Ran received the information from Su Qing and went straight to the housing area.

He wanted to go to 203 and inquire about the mean aunt's condition, but without the medical records in his hand, he always felt something was wrong, as if he hadn't eaten roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts in the winter.

In the hall, the patients were moving around freely and playing cards.

"Xiao Gu, come on!" the real estate aunt greeted.

"No, no." Gu Ran waved his hand, "You guys have fun."

He found that the phantom writer didn't type, so he took a pen and paper and sat on the bench in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Usually, he could bask in the sun here, but today it was full of rain outside.

Gu Ran walked over and sat down under the same bench, two people away from the fantasy writer.

"Why don't you play today?" he asked.

"I have a new idea for a novel." The fantasy writer pondered.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Ran: "Doctor Gu, please advise me."

"Okay." Gu Ran leaned forward slightly.

"The plot is this: the mentally ill are aliens. To be more precise, the aliens' thought waves came to the earth. During the fusion process, due to poor signals and other messy reasons, the selected earthlings became mentally ill. .”

"Sci-fi?"

The fantasy writer nodded: "Science fiction!"

"Aren't you a local writer?"

“The protagonist is a farmer, and it’s both rural and science fiction.”

"It's good to keep pace with the times, but what next?" Gu Ran asked.

The phantom-smelling writer continued talking enthusiastically. "The mental patients are aliens, and the psychiatrists are the earth's counterattack team, trying to study the aliens' radio waves, and try their best to steal the aliens' minds and acquire alien technology while preventing the aliens from coming."

"It makes sense." Gu Ran gave timely feedback.

"The protagonist is a farmer, but he doesn't want to be a farmer anymore, so he signs an agreement with aliens, and one person and one non-human unite to escape from the mental hospital."

"It's excusable. If it were me, I would rebel."

"The protagonist is nobler than you. The main reason is that he has no choice. After all, he was chosen by aliens."

"I've lost my ambition."

The Phantom Smell writer continued: "Of course the protagonist cannot escape alone. Due to the influence of alien radio waves, the protagonist cannot completely disguise himself as a normal person, so he has to seek help from his compatriots."

"Compatriots mean other mentally ill patients?"

"Yes, they are all mental patients. Among them are celebrities, family members of politicians, and tycoons who actually transferred assets when Macau gambling went bankrupt. The aliens are very particular about selecting people."

"Right thinking."

"And aliens disguised as psychiatrists."

"People on Earth are in danger!" Gu Ran sat up straight.

"Don't worry, the people on earth are cunning. This psychopath disguised as a doctor, bah, aliens don't dare to make it too obvious. After all, it was not easy to break into the enemy."

"Yes, in such a critical position, it has to generate as much heat as a star to exit."

"She was still a beautiful woman. She seduced another male doctor and asked him to help aliens come together. She used illegal drugs when giving medicine to patients."

"It must be a stunning beauty." Gu Ran put forward a condition.

"Is it okay to be like Dr. Su? Two paragraphs of pornographic descriptions of the ward will sell at least several thousand more copies."

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you have three steps, my body can handle it."

"That's not bad." The fantasy writer's tone suddenly sounded a little silly.

Gu Ran looked at him, and then followed his gaze into the distance. Su Qing, Chen Ke, and He Qingyan walked in from the direction leading to the canteen - the canteen is connected to the housing area, so walking into the canteen can avoid getting wet in the rain.

In the hall, except for the patients playing cards, the nurses all looked at the three of them.

The three of them also saw Gu Ran.

He Qingyan immediately stepped towards this place, but was pulled back by Su Qing. Her white coat slipped from her shoulders, and Gu Ran heard the sound of the fantasy writer swallowing his saliva.

It was indeed quite a tempting scene.

But the fantasy writer has ethics. He came to his senses and continued to say to Gu Ran: "After all the hardships, the protagonist finally got out."

In a dry sentence, it seems that all the nutrients in the brain have been absorbed, and beauty is indeed harmful.

Gu Ran crossed his arms and thought seriously: "I think the ending needs to be changed."

"How to change?"

"You have to write the protagonist earlier. Well, how should I put it? It seems to be an alien and a mental patient. Slowly, the reader will be made to think that this is a delusion. Nothing else. But the ending , when going out, the protagonist suddenly summoned the spaceship."

There was silence for a while.

"Doctor Gu, in fact, I am really an alien. This time I pretended to be a ghost and came in just to rescue our marshal."

"Who? Old Man Tug of War? He always wants to go to outer space. It makes sense."

"It's classified."

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask." Gu Ran said.

The fantasy writer looked at him with admiration, and then he lowered his voice and said:
"Doctor Gu, you are a talented person and have the potential to be a football rapist. Help me find the marshal and rescue him. When we take over the earth and drive humans to Australia, you will be the warden of Australia.

"You can kill as many men as you want, and have as many women as you want. I can even apply for a spot for you to live forever, so that you can fully enjoy all the fun of being a human being. Those three ladies are all yours."

Gu Ran said: "Be careful if Liu Cixin sues you."

"What the hell! It's not his idea to use Australia as a prison. He's just picking up other people's wisdom and borrowing lessons from others! The British did it as early as 1786."

You can hear the jealousy towards Mr. Liu Cixin in his tone.

After scolding for three minutes, the topic had nothing to do with "The Three-Body Problem". No, what were you talking about in the first place?It doesn't seem like "The Three-Body Problem".

"And Jolin Tsai, when she sang 'I want to send you a longing that never sets, holding my heart tightly, traveling around the world', does she know what the sun never sets means? Colonization! What? Who does she want to send a colonization to? There’s something wrong with these singers’ brains!”

"Jolin Tsai didn't write the lyrics, right?" Gu Ran wasn't sure either.

"Who wrote it?"

"I don't know."

"No matter what, there's something wrong with his brain."

Gu Ran said nothing.

After coming over for a while, the fantasy writer asked him: "Hey, Lao Gu, do you think Jolin Tsai will send a lawyer's letter?"

"Probably, no, right."

“I hope the lawyer’s letter will have Jolin Tsai’s autograph.”

Gu Ran turned to look at the fantasy writer.

The fantasy writer also looked at him, and the two looked at each other.

The fantasy writer said: "Jolin Tsai's legs, hehehehehe!"

No lie, that was the most obscene smile Gu Ran had seen in 20 years. If Jolin Tsai saw it, she would be too disgusted to file a lawsuit with him.

Breathing in the same courtroom with him felt like being molested - it was such a vulgar laughter.

"Today! Fresh! Change! Goodbye!" the fantasy writer sang and danced, "Beauty has its limit, and loving beauty has no end! Ouch——"

He suddenly stood up, took off his hospital clothes, and exposed his bony upper body, imitating the perverted wolf Xiaoyue.

"He's sick! He's sick!" the old tug-of-war man shouted.

The nurses quickly gathered around.

Gu Ran stood up, raised his hand to stop the nurse, and then applauded the fantasy writer.

Su Qing and Chen Ke looked at each other and didn't interfere.

He Qingyan found it very interesting and clapped along, or even booed.

The phantom-smelling writer continued to sing: “The moonlight shines wildly by the stained window!
"In a blink of an eye, all vision is magical!
“One more glass of that ancient mysterious Ganges water!

"The cat eye on my forehead!
“Celebration unveiled!
"Jolin Tsai! Jolin Tsai!" The fantasy writer put his hand on his abdomen and did Michael Jackson's signature hip thrusting action.

Neither Jolin Tsai nor Michael Jackson would let him go, really.

"Ouch--" the fantasy writer finished screaming and shouted, "Come with me!"

All patients: "Ouch——"

"Jolin Tsai! Jolin Tsai!" Everyone shouted Jolin Tsai.

This is obviously not the first time a collective attack has occurred.

"Spinning! Jumping! I close my eyes!" The fantasy writer made a gesture like "Wu Bai', so I will temporarily close your eyes."

Wu Bai joined the plaintiff's bench.

His body twists quite rhythmically, and there is no trace of the old-fashioned, backward, and conservative nature of local writers. He is like the most beautiful non-mainstream person in a disco.

The hall has been transformed into a concert venue.

Wang Jiajia kept pace with the singing and whispered to the nurses and sisters beside her: "Who is Jolin Tsai?"

The nurse sister shook her head: "Maybe he is a singer from the older generation, like Andy Lau."

The fantasy writer suddenly stopped singing, pushed away the crowd, and rushed to the card table - which was not really used for playing cards. He stepped on the stool in two steps and climbed onto the table.

"Come down, come down!" Now Gu Ran couldn't turn a blind eye.

Chen Ke is worried.

Su Qing crossed her arms, feeling that someone Gu had another review to write.

He Qingyan was very interested and could not take his eyes off the magic show, looking forward to the next plot.

The phantom-smelling writer stood on the table, panting and looking at everyone eagerly.

He threw the hospital gown in his hand to the ground, pointed his index finger to the sky, and spattered:

"Do you know how much the house prices are now?

“A third-rate town with nothing costs tens of thousands!
“Most families live frugally and spend generations just to buy a house. Is this a human life?
"What's the way out!
"I! The new savior! Read "Mein Kampf" well! I want to lead everyone."

"Mein Kampf"?
Now is not the time to think about illness.

Gu Ran shouted: "Get him quickly!"

The male nurses swarmed over.

The phantom writer turned around and jumped up and down from the card table - which was not really used for playing cards - and ran while singing:

“The flowers bloom in the warmth of spring! Take away the sadness of winter!

“The breeze brings romance!

"Every love song is suddenly! full of meaning!

"I suddenly saw you right now!
"Jolin Tsai! Yes I do!"

Afterwards, a slogan reading "Mental hospitals are not lawless places" was posted below the original "Show courage to talk - Ohno Yu (psychiatrist, pioneer of cognitive behavioral therapy in Japan)".

The author's qualifications for outdoor group therapy were revoked, and "Mein Kampf" was taken out of the quilt and confiscated.

Gu Ran wrote a [-]-word review.

Wei Hong spoke in the {Jinghai Group}: "Two weeks have not come yet, and it has almost exceeded the number of words I have to write a self-review. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is higher than the last. Junior Brother Gu Ran, you are really tall!"

Gu Ran replied: "Where are you now? I'm going to write a lot of books."

Su Qing: Like

Tong Ling: Like

Jiang Qi: Like

Chen Ke: Like

Then, Zhuang Jing: Like
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"Private Diary": Fantasy smell, I fuck your mother!
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"Doctor's Diary": I made a big mistake today. I had too much self-awareness and was too idealistic in choosing treatment options.

Sorry, fantasy writer.

I'm sorry, Teacher Zhuang Jing, for failing in your cultivation.

Sorry, nurses, I have caused you trouble.

　5600 words, please give me monthly votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)