Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 46 The Earth is the Cutest in Billion Years

Zhuang Jing wanted to go back directly, but saw the real estate aunt feeding chickens, so she walked over and had a chat with her.

The real estate aunt's posture and method of feeding the chickens looked like someone who had fed chickens before. Standing in the chicken pen, she had the casualness of a farmer's wife - not the slightest butchering feeling of not treating the chickens as pets.

Gu Ran took a look and turned back to the ward area. He was still wearing surgical clothes.

When I walked to the second floor, I saw Su Qing waiting at the door of the men's locker room after changing clothes.

Gu Ran walked over and asked her strangely: "Who are you waiting for?"

Su Qing looked puzzled and a little disgusted with his stupidity: "Who else can I wait for besides you?"

"Are you worried? Just because I told the truth, you want to block my school gate after school? He Qingyan is not that stingy."

"Can't I wait for you just because we have a good relationship?"

"In this way," Gu Ran thought for a moment, "the relationship between the two of us is better."

Su Qing hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Let me tell you the truth. As a team leader, I have the obligation to care for the team members after surgery to prevent postoperative psychological shadow."

"I'll just say it."

"Hurry up, change your clothes, and go to dinner together. You will die early. I have been running around for a long time in my dream, going deep into the source, playing hide and seek in a world filled with white sheets. It is physically exhausting."

"I know, I know, you are amazing and your level is high, but I am useless."

"If you are too aware of yourself, you will sometimes get sick. You only need to praise me, there is no need to admit that you are a waste."

"Let's change clothes!" Gu Ran didn't want to talk to her.

But Amelia Su wanted to talk to him.

When Gu Ran passed by, she suddenly took action and poked his waist.

Gu Ranhe Xia jumped away as if he was disturbed, and looked at Su Qing in disbelief: "You said you weren't here for revenge!"

"I want to talk to you, and poking you is equivalent to saying 'hello'."

"Do you think I believe it?"

"Well, I'm here to take revenge. If I don't take revenge, I won't feel balanced." Su Qing smiled happily. "As a psychiatrist, I don't think you will let me be depressed and end up with heart disease."

"Don't you think that your so-called imbalance in your heart is simply because you hold a grudge too much?"

Su Qing slowly smiled affectionately: "Psychiatrists are the profession that requires the most attention to the way they speak. This is good for the patient and the doctor himself. Doctor Gu, what do you think?"

"I can't imagine what kind of magical cave {Jinghai} will turn into if it falls into your hands." Gu Ran shook his head, seeming to be trembling with fear of this future.

He covered his waist, like a deer going to drink water by the river to be wary of a lioness in the grass, and carefully walked around Su Qing and entered the locker room.

Su Qing put her hands in her pockets and leaned against the wall. She turned around and watched him go in timidly. She couldn't help but smile. Her eyes were black and white, very bright and charming.

It was quiet for three or four seconds.

"I avenged you!" She looked at the corridor window, the sunlight was falling straight from the ceiling.

"Did you step on He Qingyan's head?" Gu Ran took off half of his clothes.

The two of them talked through the locker room door, their voices rising a little.

"I destroyed that white-haired nightmare!"

"If you don't avenge me, will that white-haired nightmare let you go?"

The White-Haired Nightmare is essentially a nightmare, and it is as difficult to deal with as a nightmare. It cannot be avoided.

"It seems that you have no psychological shadow!"

"Believe it or not, if you don't torture me, I will be brighter!"

"Do not believe!"

After a while, Gu Ran changed back into his own clothes and walked out while adjusting his white coat.

Su Qing said nothing. With a slight push of her slender and tight body, she left the wall and the two of them walked side by side towards the cafeteria.

After dinner, it was lunch break, and Chen Ke went to the housing area.

The two returned to the office, where He Qingyan was sorting out postoperative records and writing a 500-word review;

Gu Ran rested for a while and then began to write medical records and organize postoperative records.

While Su Qing was writing medical records and organizing postoperative records, she also had to write a 500-word review.

He Qingyan taps the keyboard loudest and fastest. If she were in the examination room, she would be a candidate who writes quickly, hands in papers in advance, and affects the mentality of others.

She wrote very quickly, but no matter how fast a woman was, she couldn't be faster than a man who never stopped for a moment, so Gu Ran finished it first.

He picked up today's disposable water cup - he only used one a day, and slowly went to the water bar to pour a glass of water.

He didn't come back and just stood at the bar, drinking water and looking at the two of them like prey hanging on the wall.

Su Qing glanced at him.

He Qingyan was amazing. After taking one look at him and confirming that he was provoking, she kept her eyes fixed on him and kept tapping the keyboard with her hands, as if Gu Ran was her teleprompter.

Gu Ran drank a glass of water, poured another glass, and then slowly walked back to his seat.

Putting down the water glass, he put his hands behind his head and gently turned the seat. After a while, he suddenly stopped and laughed silently.

Su Qing raised her eyes and couldn't stand it anymore, so she kicked him.

Gu Ran's body swayed, but instead of restraining himself, he showed an expression of relief as if his shoulders had been squeezed.

"That's right." He suddenly remembered something, and with a little force, the swivel chair turned, and he faced Amelia Su.

"Is your liver okay?" he asked.

Su Qing looked at him doubtfully.

"Or are there other terminal illnesses?" Gu Ran asked again.

"That kind of heroine is no longer popular nowadays."

"I can't pretend that I didn't hear this." He Qingyan didn't even look back and continued to tap the keyboard as if it were divided into pieces, "I am the heroine."

"What are you two talking about?" Gu Ran couldn't understand the woman's brain circuit, "What does this have to do with the heroine?"

"I don't know either." He Qingyan said, "But I am the heroine."

Su Qing ignored He Qingyan at all. She said to Gu Ran: "Have you ever seen a TV series where the heroine gets cancer or gets into a car accident at a critical moment?"

"I have watched "Dragon Ball" and Sun Wukong did get a heart attack at a critical moment."

Su Qing lowered her head and continued to fill in the medical records.

"Hey, Su Qing, I'm exposing myself to you. As a doctor, what's your attitude?"

"I only see your evil intentions to prevent me from finishing my work before I get off work today, so that I can't play with peace of mind on Saturdays and Sundays."

Gu Ran laughed, feeling very happy.

"Stop making noise!" He Qingyan scolded her in her pleasant voice.

Gu Ran restrained himself, but everyone could feel the happy atmosphere emanating from him.

After being proud, he closed his eyes and rested, thinking about how to add one point to himself - he and Su Qing now have the same score. If the score remains like this, he and she will treat Chen Ke to dinner in the evening.

It doesn't matter.

You can’t say it doesn’t matter, just save money if you can.

The most important thing is that he and He Qingyan still have a bet. If Amelia Su cannot treat her to dinner today, he must agree to a condition for her.

Gu Ran is not a rigid person, and will occasionally cheat when faced with unfavorable situations, but He Qingyan is manic and dares to cheat in front of her. The risk of Gu Ran being hit by a sports car is definitely not 'zero'.

As Su Qing said, psychiatrists who face mental patients must be careful about their words and deeds.

Therefore, the best way is to let Amelia Su treat her.

‘Shouldn’t you be too proud just now? ’ Gu Ran felt a little regretful.

If you are not satisfied, don't talk nonsense about "Dragon Ball", maybe you can ask Su Qing for help, ask her to act, pretend to be her treat.

This may be the result of extreme happiness leading to sadness.

Well, it seems more appropriate to use 'arrogant for a while, but never for the rest of your life'?

——The lunch break passed by Gu Ran's random thoughts and poetic words.

Just like the Spring Festival, every Friday afternoon also has a special magic. At this time, people are as excited as domesticated dogs when they hear the dinner bell.

It's a different matter if Saturday is not a holiday.

It’s not that they are not affected, it’s just that they are affected differently – the rate of swearing among these people must be very high at this moment.

Gu Ran and their mood are good.

Under normal circumstances, they are not on duty on Saturdays and Sundays, and patients are taken care of by nurses on duty.

The patients are also happy. They have completed their shopping, bought new daily necessities, snacks that they usually cannot eat, and for a few people, they have regained their gambling funds.

During the afternoon break, when Gu Ran and the other three walked into the housing area, the patients were gathering in the lobby to draw lots to decide what their next gambling stake would be.

"Dr. Su, you came just in time. Please come and draw lots!" said the old tug-of-war man.

He was a little blushing.

Su Qing looked at the nurse in charge of the old man in tug-of-war. The nurse explained: "They were arguing about who would draw lots just now. The patients didn't trust each other, and they couldn't trust us nurses."

Su Qing asked the old tug-of-war guy a little funny: "Why can't you trust the nurse?"

"I suspect that some nurses have been bribed!" said the old tug-of-war man. "They will favor the patients in their charge and choose the snacks that the patients buy the most as gambling capital!"

There are various types of mental illness, but a lack of trust can be found in almost every type.

"I have no ability. I'm always the first to lose. You're a weird nurse!" As the winner most of the time, the real estate aunt naturally looks down upon the weak.

"I don't care! Let Dr. Su Qing do the smoking!" The old tug-of-war man had his last bit of stubbornness, blaming the fact that he always lost everything on his small gambling capital.

"Okay, I'll do it." Su Qing smiled.     This is a small matter.

Xie Xiya participated for the first time and was very curious. Nurse Meiyangyang explained to her in a low voice:

"Everyone writes down the names of the snacks they bought and puts them into the carton together. The last item drawn is used as a bargaining chip for the next week - last week it was melon seeds."

Daily necessities are not involved. After all, few people will buy two bottles of shampoo or two bags of toilet paper. It will be difficult to deal with it after losing.

Xie Xiya nodded and picked up the pen delicately.

While Wang Jiajia was sorting out her snacks and giving her her name, she glanced at Gu Ran from time to time.

After everyone had finished writing, these mentally ill people waited for Su Qing to draw the lots with the seriousness of watching the launch of Shenzhou 5.

Su Qing, who was wearing a white coat and looked as beautiful as a fairy, put her hand into the paper box, mixed it casually, and took out another piece.

"Gulu!" The old tug-of-war man swallowed.

He cares about gambling capital in order to practice his gambling skills, practice his gambling skills in order to go to Las Vegas, go to Las Vegas to raise funds, and raise funds in order to succeed in the future tug of war and enter outer space.

All in all, he was seriously ill.

Su Qing opened the note, glanced at it, then raised her eyes to look at the patients, and pretended not to say a word as she announced who the best actor was.

He Qingyan hated this kind of discomfort the most, so she reached out to take it, but Su Qing raised her hand to dodge.

She was staring at He Qingyan when her hand suddenly became empty and the note was taken away by Gu Ran.

Gu Ran was very happy: "Mooncakes. Next week's gambling capital will be mooncakes!"

"Mooncake?" Several people asked at the same time to confirm.

Then--

First, the old man in the tug-of-war stated: "I have diabetes, the doctor even limits the tug-of-war time, and the nurse won't let me buy mooncakes!"

The nurse in charge defended: "You didn't want to buy mooncakes this time either."

Then the real estate aunt stated: "I have high blood pressure and can't eat moon cakes!"

Then came the phantom-smelling writer: "I have a stomach problem and can't eat mooncakes."

Zhao Wenjie said: "The mooncakes are not delicious."

Liu Xiaoting: "I have cancer."

‘Discharge soon’: “I ate it last week, but I won’t eat it this week.”

"Who bought the mooncakes?" The mean aunt got a little angry.

Xie Xiya put her hands on the black pleated skirt on her thighs, stood up apologetically, and half-bowed sheepishly to everyone.

"How about," she asked softly, "please ask me for a loan?"

Before everyone could recover, the phantom-smelling writer banged the table.

"Fart!" He stood up. "Look at what's written on the back! 'Mental hospitals are not lawless places'! You still want to make loan sharks? No way!"

"Pump it again!" The old tug-of-war man raised his arm.

"I don't care, but everyone thinks it needs to be redrawn, so I don't have any objection." The real estate aunt said.

Everyone was clamoring for a comeback.

"Well, I also think it would be better to draw again." The black-haired girl in uniform was considerate but timid. "If you draw snacks that I don't have, I can ask for another draw."

"Let's talk about it later, you little girl." The real estate aunt said.

"I think it's better to write about snacks that everyone has." Liu Xiaoting put forward a more pertinent opinion.

In the second round, I drew ham sausage.

"Yes, there are, but there are very few of them."

"How about drawing two more?"

"good idea!"

"No." Su Qing said coldly, "I can only draw this round. In addition, as compensation, Xie Xiya can use the mooncakes as ham sausages. The others who win the mooncakes can also use them as ham sausages, but the mooncakes must be given to the nurse for safekeeping. , forbidden to eat - the nurses have to work harder.”

This was both the doctor's order and the future director's order, and the nurses had no objection.

If it was Gu Ran, there would be no female nurses, but not necessarily male nurses.

Many times, the doctor's words mean that the nurse is too busy to go to the toilet - for example, if the patient is allowed to use a pen, the nurse has to be careful of the patient swallowing the pen, committing suicide with the pen, or killing others.

After drawing lots, Su Qing continued: "I have something to ask for your opinion on. What do you think about the outdoor group activities next Monday?"

Liu Xiaoting raised her hand: "We must really sing!"

"We don't invite celebrities."

"Can you please invite Jolin Tsai?" The fantasy writer can't forget Jolin Tsai, thinking about it even if he is confused.

"We don't invite celebrities."

"What about Andy Lau?" said the real estate aunt.

"We don't invite stars."

"Then where did you use all the money we paid?"

"Wasting our patients' money, sitting in the office without doing anything, strongly demanding new elections and changing doctors!"

It was chaotic. Among the doctors and nurses present, only He Qingyan found the scene interesting.

She satisfies her hypomania by doing nothing every day and watching these people get sick.

When everyone finally calmed down, Su Qing was tired, and Chen Ke stood up on her behalf.

"Since everyone has no objection——"

"!!" Everyone booed.

Chen Ke continued: "——Then let me tell you about the arrangements. The location is an open-air bar by the sea. Swimming and drinking are prohibited——"

"What's the difference between that and going to a foot massage parlor for a massage without a technician!" the fantasy writer protested.

Chen Ke pretended not to have heard: "Everyone can be alone, or form a team of up to two people, and prepare at least one and up to three programs on Saturdays and Sundays."

"He's playing monkey!" Another fantasy writer.

"Our two teams of doctors and nurses will also prepare two shows each. Finally, we also invited some street singers and street magicians to perform wonderful performances for everyone."

"Anyway, we are using the excuse of 'caring for mental patients' to let others perform for free." Zhao Wenjie said.

Gu Ran looked at him.

Zhao Wenjie shrank his shoulders and avoided his sight.

Gu Ran rubbed his chin and continued to look at him, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

He leaned over with his shoulder and whispered to Amelia Su: "Did you notice what Zhao Wenjie just said?"

"I have a headache now."

"He said, 'Anyway, we are using the excuse of caring for mentally ill people to let others perform for free.'"

"Ah, it hurts."

"He already has a sense of the disease, and my treatment has produced results. For this reason, I decided to give myself an extra point to encourage myself to keep working hard."

"What did you say? I have a headache and can't hear clearly."

Gu Ran looked at Su Qing, who also turned her delicate face towards him, with a puzzled and slightly painful expression.

"Su Qing," Gu Ran said slowly, "Be honest."

"Ah? What?" Su Qing put her palms behind her ears and pointed her delicate white ears towards him.

At this time, He Qingyan suddenly came over, and Su Qing was unable to dodge.

"Xiao! Qing!! Qing!!!"

Su Qing heard the buzzing sound.

He Qingyan's shout made the entire hall fall silent.

"Wow!" Su Xiaoqing, who was sleeping, stood up in confusion.

In such a public gaze, anyone else would be embarrassed, but He Qingyan laughed at herself so much that her waist bent with laughter.

Su Qing covered her ears with her hands, like the cutest little girl on earth in the past 4.6 billion years, waiting for a firecracker to explode.

"My ears are broken." She kept covering her ears with her hands and looked at Gu Ran blankly but pitifully. "Now I can only hear 'I don't want this point anymore'. Can you tell me?" ?”

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"Private Diary": August 11, Friday afternoon.

No wonder Su Qing said she was the heroine.

It turns out that some people can be so cute that they make your nose bleed.

I don’t want this point! (I regretted it later)

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"Doctor's Diary":

Zhao Wenjie, a 101 patient, said today: "Anyway, we are using care for mentally ill people as an excuse to let others perform for free."

He most likely has a sense of illness.

Watch out for his depression when he wakes up and realizes the reality.

(End of this chapter)