It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

"Mission? Oh yes."

Elena nodded and returned to the previous state. Zhou Zhuo couldn't see the embarrassment after being rejected from her face. He didn't seem to think that the physical contact just now was anything special, but he misunderstood it.

Could it be that this woman... is a natural dumb with no social experience at all?

When the old man's cell phone subsided, Zhou Zhuo became more courageous.

"Is my task to help you take care of the special patients in the basement?"

He knew very well that the fear-level task couldn't be to help a few patients who couldn't get out of bed to feed medicine and urinate, so he was already mentally prepared.

"No, you will take care of all the patients in the clinic today. I will be responsible for your doctor's license. I can't just give you a letter of recommendation. Wait a minute."

Elena got into the consulting room on the right side of the corridor, and took out two thick case books and two bunches of keys from inside.

"These cases contain previous treatment records. You can refer to my method, or try your own. This bunch of keys is for the general ward, and this bunch is for the special ward. They are all labeled and cannot be mistaken. If you encounter unsolvable troubles, remember to come to me, but that will affect my evaluation of you, you should think about it yourself."

Zhou Zhuo took the notebook, a little confused: "Try it yourself?"

It is said that the treatment plan is fixed, and sudden changes in the type of drugs and conditioning methods are likely to make the condition worse again.

"It seems that you don't know anything about this place, so let me briefly introduce it. This is the psychological clinic left by my father. It only accepts special psychological patients. He often needs to go out for medical treatment, so most of the time the clinic is handed over to me." Take care."

"You may think that I am just an intern. In fact, I have an authoritative license as a licensed physician and a psychological counselor, and I am competent in the treatment of all mental patients. But before my father completely handed over the clinic to me, I will always be an intern. doctor."

These words let Zhou Zhuo understand something about the situation. This girl is probably really a natural fool, her mind is full of curing patients, she never thinks about other things, and she doesn't go out to learn about social customs and customs.

In addition, she may worship her father too much, which led to Evans Connor, who is a father, had to hand over the clinic to his daughter under the pretext of traveling to exercise her personal ability.

On the face of it, this family has serious problems, but when you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing special.

"I understand." Zhou Zhuo nodded.

"Then please go ahead. I will be an assistant on call until dawn. You can use all the equipment and medicines in the clinic. If you have anything to do, come to the office to find me."

After finishing speaking, Elena walked towards the next office, stopped halfway, and added: "By the way, the patients in the basement are sleeping during the day, so it's best not to disturb them."

Come on, come on, get sick when it gets dark.

Zhou Zhuo is very used to this, and even has an inexplicable sense of home court advantage, full of confidence.

As if to show her credibility, Elena even closed the office door, as if she didn't care about it, and simply handed over the clinic left by her father to him, an outsider.

So far, Zhou Zhuo has roughly figured out the ins and outs of this dungeon.

The so-called task content is to get a recommendation from a doctor, and the job transfer tutor arranged by the system for him is psychologist Elena Connor.

As a mentor, Elena assigned him the task of treating patients, provided him with a corresponding medical record, and gave him a corresponding evaluation based on his performance in a day.

That is to say, this is a professional skills assessment, and the dungeon score does not necessarily depend on how he operates, but focuses on his impression in the eyes of his mentor Elena, which may even affect the professional skills obtained after the transfer. Work hard.

Mental illness is a special disease that is difficult to cure in a short time. Zhou Zhuo gave up the idea of ​​continuing to use the old treatment. If possible, he hopes to try a different method. It doesn't look so rigid and monotonous.

Ordinary patients and special patients are separated, and the latter wave may not be a good one. Fortunately, there is a buffer time during the day for him to understand the entire clinic, so he is not in a hurry for the time being.

After Elena left, Zhou Zhuo took out his phone carefully and took a look. There was no battery or signal on the screen, and he didn’t receive any strange text messages. It seemed that the only function was to contact Xiao Jiu, and he didn’t know how it vibrated. All in all it was scary.

After putting away his mobile phone, Zhou Zhuo started to work.

He really regarded himself as a doctor in the clinic, took a coffee machine and made himself a cup of hot coffee, and added a milk ball, while reading the cases of ordinary patients, he happened to turn to Hou Guoyu's book.

This guy's illness is mania, and he came to this psychological clinic through someone's introduction, and received treatment from the psychologist Elena.

The treatment process recorded in it was indeed very professional. It was recorded that the root cause of the patient's mania was hyperthyroidism caused by Addison's disease, and that he had taken a large amount of amphetamines for a long time in his childhood under the advice of quack doctors.

Amphetamines increase the release of catecholamines, thereby increasing levels of norepinephrine, dopamine, and serotonin in the synaptic cleft.

The result is the stimulation of α and β receptors and the central nervous system, resulting in increased alertness, euphoria, and anorexia desired by users, and can also cause adverse reactions such as delirium, hypertension, high fever, and convulsions.

Taking a large amount will cause male boki disorder, but at the same time enhance the patient's sexual desire. The young Hou Guoyu could not understand this emotion, and transferred his physical desire to violent venting against small animals, gradually forming paranoid psychosis, that is, mania Preliminary state of madness.

Elena formulated a series of acute-stage treatment measures, combined with medication and psychological counseling, and spent half a month helping Hou Guoyu to heal the long-standing illness. After a series of tests, it was confirmed that there was no possibility of recurrence. He was discharged from the hospital.

For psychotherapy, the treatment time is too short, and the medicine used in the treatment plan is nothing special, and Zhou Zhuo can recognize it, so the problem must be in the psychological counseling.

Things get interesting.

Chapter 54 One day, everyone will control the big puff mushroom

Zhou Zhuo briefly looked through the medical records that have not yet been discharged from the hospital, and got a general idea of ​​the situation of this clinic.

Although it is unknown and there is not even a signboard outside, this clinic mostly accepts patients with grade 3 to 5 schizophrenia that most hospitals do not want to deal with, and there are even patients with grade 6 who are quite destructive. You must know that Hou Guoyu's abnormality is only level 4.

However, he is also very clear that Hou Guoyu is not affected by the illness to kill people because of love. Mental illness only provides a motive for killing. Under the influence of Linna's treatment, she became a well-organized professional killer.

It's a pity that the relevant plans for psychological counseling are not recorded in the medical records, so it is impossible to know the content of the conversation between the two parties. This part should be related to the cracking of the dungeon's worldview.

After reading the medical records, Zhou Zhuo had a general idea. It is obviously unrealistic to cure ordinary patients in one day, so the task now is nursing care and daily treatment. After all, the clinic is not a hospital, and there are no professional nurses here. Everything depends on the doctor's own hands.

He took the medicine to be used later from the medicine cabinet, went to the second floor first, and entered the ward closest to the stairs.

All the patients are arranged according to the serial number, and the common patient number is only up to the 11th, and the rest are most likely to be in the basement... oh no, the dungeon.

Zhou Zhuo pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed with his eyes open in a daze.

He has a jet-black pot head, looks healthy, and his expression and eyes are very sunny. He is one of the few level 3 schizophrenia patients on the second floor, serial number 15.

According to the medical records, the symptoms are positive, and the perception function is distorted. He thinks that he is a big puff mushroom, and he wants to spit out highly toxic spores to attack the zombies who try to break into his house. The damage is not high, but it is extremely insulting. It happened several times with people After the conflict, he was sent to a mental hospital by his family, and came here after several twists and turns.

As soon as he saw Zhou Zhuo, he sat up and assumed an attacking posture, his cheeks puffed up, and he was about to spit, Zhou Zhuo quickly reached out his hand to stop him: "Stop!"

"Who are you?" No. 15 remained vigilant, probably seeing a "talking" zombie.

"I'm Pea Shooter." Zhou Zhuo said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for so long, can't I recognize my old friend?"

No. 15 will not be able to correct this sentence directly. He was stunned for a long time, and asked dumbly: "I remember that the pea shooter looks like this..."

"Why not?" Zhou Zhuo took out a white pill from the medicine box in his pocket and put it in his mouth, then spit it out of the window, "Can you see it again?"

With doubts, No. 15 looked at Zhou Zhuo carefully, slapped his head for the last time, and lowered his vigilance.

"Oh, it's you, I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for a long time, I forgot."

"It's okay, which one of us is with whom, let's send it to you buddy, don't worry about it." Zhou Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, took out a white pill from his pocket and handed it over, "Would you like some?"

"What's this?"

"What else could Peashooter give you? Could it be medicine? Haha."

"That's right." No. 15 nodded, took the pill and chewed on it, then frowned, "It's a bit bitter."

"Drink some water if you are suffering. It's normal for us Asian plants to be unaccustomed to eating this American product. Don't waste the good things brought to you all the way."

Zhou Zhuo didn't talk nonsense, the bottle in his hand is the second-generation antipsychotic drug SAGs, which can more selectively block dopamine, alleviate positive symptoms, and reduce the incidence of extrapyramidal adverse reactions.

"Oh."

Seeing the water on the 15th, I took today's share of pills.

After a while, his expression became weaker, he seemed a little dull, Zhou Zhuo didn't leave in a hurry, he still sat beside the bed.

"Didn't Little Puff Mushroom come today?" He asked suddenly.

"Little spray mushroom?" This backhand directly confused Zhou Zhuo, why did he bring a child with him in the hospital?

"It's just a small puff mushroom. It's a little different in color from yours."

It took Zhou Zhuo a long time to find out that it turned out that Elena used the same method to close the relationship between the two parties and tried every means to trick No. 15 into taking medicine.

"Little Puff Mushroom is off today. I will be on duty. It's the same. You should have a good rest and call me if you need anything."

When leaving, No. 15 became very enthusiastic and even took the initiative to hug Zhou Zhuo.

"Don't lie on the bed and sleep all the time. It's okay for the big spray mushroom to bask in the sun occasionally. If you don't turn over all the time, it won't hurt you?"

Zhou Zhuo opened the curtain and patted him on the back.

"Don't feel lonely, one day, everyone will control the big puff mushroom."

This time I gained a lot. I learned a little bit about the mentor indirectly from the patient. Zhou Zhuo didn't talk for too long, so he quickly found an excuse to leave and asked No. 15 to lean against the window for photosynthesis.

He closed the door of the ward, checked the serial number on the medical record, and found room No. 14, took out the key and opened the door.

This is a patient with negative symptoms. The symptoms are lack of emotion and no sociality. He cannot feel any emotion, treats everyone equally, has a certain tendency to violence, and often has physical conflicts with classmates in school. The puppy bit him, went to the kitchen and killed the puppy with a knife.

Because of the strict discipline of his parents, No. 14 has not touched humans for the time being, but as he gets older and enters society, that kind of thing will happen sooner or later, so he was sent to a mental hospital by his parents.

Zhou Zhuo knocked on the door outside, and after getting a response from inside, he entered with his medical records.

It was a young boy with thin body, pale skin, no light in his eyes, like a walking dead.

"This must be the Depressed Mushroom." Zhou Zhuo smiled and stretched out his hand, "I am the new intern Pea Shooter, please give me your advice."

Unexpectedly, patient No. 14, who was recorded as emotional disorder in the medical records, showed a normal expression for the first time.

He looked like he saw Huo Hanb: "I'm not the vegetable next door, are you making a mistake?"

"That's right, this is the effect I want." Zhou Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, "Do you mind if I sit on your bed?"

"mind."

No. 14 has no concept of social needs at all, and hates all physical contact. On the contrary, Zhou Zhuo, who seems to have no emotional intelligence, nodded and sat down.

"You don't like making friends?"

"do not like."

No. 14 dragged the only chair left in the room to a position close to the corner, as far away from Zhou Zhuo as possible.

"What's the reason?"

"There is no reason."

From the very beginning of contact, the other party showed strong resistance, but Zhou Zhuo must work hard for his own professional evaluation, not just trying to find ways to feed a few medicines.

"Really?" Zhou Zhuo asked meaningfully, "Is there anything you want to do?"

"No."

"Don't you want to be healed?"

"I don't know." Number 14 seemed impatient, "Give me the medicine, and then you can go."

This kid is quite polite, Xiao Jiu should have let Zhou Zhuo go.

"If medicine alone can cure your disease, what else do doctors need in the world? Let me ask you a question, do you have anything annoying?"

"Yes." No. 14 blurted out without hesitation, "I hate you, can I trouble you not to disturb me?"

"Okay, but before that, I want you to do one thing for me."

Chapter 55 How about we change identities?

"Why?"

"Since you hate me staying here, shouldn't you find a way to let me go? As a price, I just need you to do one simple thing for me."

Polite children are easy to deal with, and other people will choose to use violence when they are bored, but violence is not the first priority here on the 14th, because even driving people away is quite troublesome for him— —

The puppy will be killed probably because it has been pestering endlessly, and the behavior of the owner's chasing away was mistaken by him as wanting to play together, and instead became more excited, which led to the tragedy that followed.

His violent tendency is more due to the incomprehension of the people around him. People lack awareness of this disease, but it is different in this clinic.

Zhou Zhuo was so stubborn that he couldn't tell who was insane for a while. No. 14 couldn't hold him back, so he had to compromise.

"Then tell me, how can you leave."

"I wish you could chat with Puff-shroom from the window."

"...?"

A question mark appeared on No. 14's forehead, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the meaning of looking at something was even stronger.

"I'm not kidding you, I hope you, as a melancholy mushroom, can talk to the big puff mushroom next door, and say anything, whether it's what you like or what you hate."

Number 14 is stupid.

He had thought the new intern was an idiot, but he was unbelievably idiotic.

He has seen all kinds of doctors, and the plans formulated by those authoritative doctors in suits and leather shoes have all failed. He doesn't think that this naive way will help the treatment.

Zhou Zhuo didn't pay attention to his gaze, and still said inexplicable words to himself.