In the hospital, a mental patient implies that another mental patient's doctor is a ghost. Can this prove that they have mental illness?

In the eyes of normal people, they would definitely think that the patient who said the doctor was a ghost had a problem, but Chen Gebing did not think so. He subconsciously believed that what the patient said was worth pondering, which means that he also subconsciously felt that Dr. Gao had a problem.

My brain started to hurt again, Chen Ge gritted his teeth tightly. He was confused now. His way of thinking was obviously different from that of normal people. Was he really sick?

Admitting that you suffer from mental illness is a very difficult thing for stubborn people, because once you admit that you are sick, it will directly subvert your original worldview.

When the worldview and cognitive thinking change, a person becomes no longer himself.

Without continuing to think deeply, Chen Ge empty his brain and did not take the initiative to recall his previous memories.

The pain gradually weakened. It took less than twenty-four hours from coma to awakening. Chen Ge had mastered the method to avoid pain.

And this is still the case when he lost most of his memory and everything was entirely based on instinct.

Sitting on the bench and adjusting his condition, Chen Ge turned his head and looked at Dr. Gao. He was surprised to find that Dr. Gao was looking at him at this time.

The sharp gaze stared straight into Chen Ge's eyes, as if he could directly pierce his skin, and seeing the thoughts in his head made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"There is a saying among mental illness doctors that patients should not think deeply about anything they say. We only need to believe in scientific data, observe clear pathological changes, and prescribe the correct medicine for treatment." Dr. Gao said slowly: "This is both responsible to the patient and to ourselves."

"That patient seems to be able to see ghosts? Doctor Gao, do you think there are really ghosts in the world?" Chen Ge knew that Dr. Gao had discovered something, and he just casually said that he wanted to change the topic, but what he didn't expect was that when he asked whether there were ghosts in the world, a severe pain came from deep in his brain again! It seemed that someone had asked him about this question!

The sudden pain made Chen Ge cover his head, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain.

Dr. Gao next to him quickly grabbed Chen Ge's hand: "Breathe according to the method I teach you!"

Three or four minutes later, Chen Ge finally calmed down, and Dr. Gao also put the medicine bottle back into his pocket. He originally planned to feed Chen Ge two more pills.

"Did you recall any bad memories just now?"

"Yeah." Chen Ge nodded. He would not deliberately underestimate other people's IQ, so he did not directly deny it: "I seem to have seen ghosts before, and all kinds of ghosts."

"This is normal. The identity you fantasize about is the owner of the haunted house, and your employees are all kinds of ghosts." Dr. Gao pointed to the garden fence: "The root of all these fantasies is the haunted house in Xinhai Paradise. You subconsciously impose yourself into the identity of the actress. The haunted house is operating in a bleak manner and employees have resigned in a large number of employees, so you fantasize about the real ghosts in the world, letting all kinds of real ghosts be actors, and solving the problem of insufficient staff for you."

"impossible……"

"Why did the employee of that haunted house leave?"

"Because there are too few tourists, the salary cannot be paid."

"Does it take real ghosts to be employees? Do you need to pay them the money used by living people for their wages?"

"It seems that it's not necessary."

"This is the root of your fantasy." Dr. Gao helped Chen Ge to the chair: "You have everything in your imagination, but nothing has changed in reality. You can still hide behind the window and peep at the actress, and she is still at the risk of a haunted house collapse due to poor management."

Dr. Gao sighed: "Do you know what I am most worried about now?"

"What are you worried about?" Chen Ge was a little confused.

"I'm worried that in the near future, the haunted house will really go bankrupt and you may never see the actress again."

Hearing Dr. Gao's words, Chen Ge's heart tugged hard.

"This is reality. It never changes with someone's will. The wind blows and the grass falls to both sides. You think you are the wind, but in fact we are all grass." Doctor Gao's voice was calm and sad: "I don't want to pierce your beautiful fantasy, but I know that if the haunted house goes bankrupt, you may lose the last bit of thought, which may cause your condition to suddenly worsen."

Chen Ge did not speak, and Dr. Gao understood Chen Ge's current contradictory mood: "What you have to do now is not to immerse yourself in the fantasy of woven by yourself, but to bravely go out and start a new life. Instead of waiting until the haunted house goes bankrupt, your condition worsens and you can never leave the hospital. It's better to cooperate with us to treat, recover as soon as possible, and then leave this hospital to find her."

Everything Dr. Gao said makes sense, and he considers the problem entirely from Chen Ge's perspective, as if it is all for Chen Ge's good.

"My past is really just a fantasy?" Chen Ge felt an inexplicable pain when he thought of the haunted house closing down. This pain was different from physical pain, which was indescribable, but it hurt so much.

"Actually, you should have understood that there are countless images in reality in the story you fantasy, and have you discovered that there are several psychologists and psychiatric doctors in your story? They have implemented your entire story and are at the turning point of your story. Do you think this is really a coincidence?"

"Isn't it?" Chen Ge's eyes were a little confused. There were indeed several psychological hospitals in his fragmented memory, and each doctor seemed to have his own story, all of whom were very important characters.

The one who killed himself was a doctor wearing a white coat. The president of the association was Dr. Gao, and the friend who was entrusted by his parents to take care of him was Dr. Chen. It seems that there was another...Dr. Fang?

Chen Ge shivered and held on to his feet.

"The turning points that the doctors have happened to be when we intervene and treat you. Your fantasy is actually just a continuation of reality and you will gradually realize it." Dr. Gao chatted with Chen Ge for a while, and then it seemed that something happened in other wards. After feeding Chen Ge two pills, he hurriedly left and left Chen Ge alone in the hospital garden.

"I really want to go to that haunted house to see it." After swallowing the pills, Chen Ge's thinking became slower, and the pain felt much less. Time seemed to slow down, and sleepiness gradually surged: "This kind of life is indeed more comfortable than the horrible life in the story."

As time goes by, the outdoor temperature gradually rises, and there are fewer doctors and patients, and there is not even one around Chen Ge.

And at this moment, a hustle and bustle of sound came from the flowers, and Chen Ge slowly turned his head to look there.

The flower stem was squeezed open, and a cat's head was poked out of the flowers.

The cat was snow-white all over, and the two eyes were different in color. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately ran over and jumped on Chen Ge's knee.

The legs that were cast were pressed by the white cat, and Chen Ge grinned in pain: "What a big cat."

This cat may be because its breed is quite special, it is twice as big as a normal domestic cat and is dying.

More importantly, this cat has no self-knowledge at all and is very skillful in climbing Chen Ge's shoulders.

Holding the white cat with both hands, Chen Ge put it on the chair next to him: "How can there be a cat in the hospital? Is it a stray cat from outside?"

Chen Ge and it stared at the small eyes with big eyes. The cat's eyes were very spiritual and contained many different emotions.

"Do your master want you?" Chen Ge said to the white cat. What he didn't expect was that after he said this, there was doubt in the cat's eyes.

"Really? False? Did I read it wrong? Why do I feel like this cat is communicating with me with eyes?" Chen Ge murmured to himself, looking harmless.

The white cat tilted his head and looked at Chen Ge for a long time. A trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. It suddenly jumped up, waved the cat's claws and hit Chen Ge on the back of the head. Then, it seemed to be worried that Chen Ge would take revenge and "rubbed" and ran out far away.

Sitting on the chair, Chen Ge was stunned. He covered the back of his head: "I'm 26 years old and was hit in the back of his head by a cat?"

The white cat hid in the flowers a few meters away and looked at Chen Ge, and the doubt in its eyes deepened a lot.

"If I hadn't had plaster cast on my legs, you would have been finished now." Chen Ge's sleepiness due to taking medicine had long dissipated. He was very energetic now. He looked at the white cat in front of him and felt a special sense of familiarity, but it was just familiar. There was no memory fragment related to the cat in his mind. This cat seemed to have never existed in the story he knitted himself or in reality.

In other words, there are only people in the memory fragments in his mind, and no cats.

Listening to Chen Ge's threat, the white cat not only wasn't afraid, but actually ran back.

"You are so brave." Chen Ge looked at the confused eyes of the white cat, and he felt strange. The cat seemed to know him: "Are you a stray cat I raised before I had an accident? Or do I often feed you food when I was hospitalized?"

The white cat couldn't speak. After it found that Chen Ge really didn't remember it, the light in his eyes dimmed. It ran around Chen Ge, and kept rubbing his head with his head on Chen Ge's calves.

"Stop rubbing, you have such a strong strength, don't crack the plaster." Chen Ge hugged the white cat to his knees. He looked at the white cat's heterochromatic pupils. The familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, but he just couldn't remember it.

Perhaps it was obvious that something was wrong with Chen Ge, and the white cat kept moaning. It also bit Chen Ge's trousers, as if it wanted to lure Chen Ge somewhere.

With his armpits, Chen Ge stood up and followed the white cat to the depths of the garden. They crossed the entire hospital garden and came to the hospital fence.

On the other side of the road is Xinhai Paradise West Park. The white cat crawled out through the gap in the railing and looked at Chen Ge.

"You want me to leave with you? You want me to leave this hospital?"

Chen Ge looked at the fence more than two meters high and shook his head.

Now he is very weak, with one leg in plaster, and it is difficult to walk, so it is impossible for him to cross a fence more than two meters high.

Seeing that Chen Ge was about to go back, the white cat came in again and bit his pants, but he didn't let go.

About five minutes later, footsteps came from afar. The white cat let go of his mouth and escaped from the fence.

"Chen Ge? Why are you doing here?" Dr. Gao stood behind Chen Ge.

"I want to see that paradise up close. If I were lucky enough, I might be able to see her." Chen Ge's eyes were filled with expectation. His reasons were reasonable, and Dr. Gao did not doubt it.

“It’s time for us to go back.”

"OK."

Chen Ge followed Dr. Gao. He walked a few steps and looked back at the fence. The cat hid in the bushes outside the fence, revealing half of his head, staring at Chen Ge with his discolored eyes.

Back in the ward, Chen Ge saw Zuo Han still lying on the hospital bed, and his posture did not change anyway.

"Didn't you go to have a meal?" Chen Ge felt that she was born a warm man. Even if she lost some of her memory, she would still instinctively care about strangers.

"I'm not hungry." Zuo Han sat up from the bed and opened a thin slit of the ward door. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no one outside: "Where did the doctor take you to the morning? Did he hypnotize you? Or did he force you to take some medicine?"

"We went to the garden to sit. In the middle, Dr. Gao seemed to have something else and suddenly left once." Chen Ge sat on his bed with a smile on his lips: "By the way, today I encountered something very interesting. There was a stray cat in the hospital. It was very sticky, just like a cat I raised."

"Stray cats are the most vigilant and will not stick to a stranger specifically. The cat may really have something to do with you." Zuo Han pulled apart the zipper on the back of the pillow and took out a few pieces of shredded paper from it. It seemed to be written on the paper: "Animals are sometimes much more reliable than humans because they have no complex emotions and often act according to instinct."

"But I don't have the memory of that cat at all. To be precise, the memories in my mind are all fragments. As long as I think about the past, I will feel a headache."

Chen Ge's words resonated with Zuo Han. He put down his pillow and quietly walked to Chen Ge: "You are in similar situations to me. Although my memory is not missing, there is a logical error in my memory!"

"What's the meaning?"

"That is to say that my memory has been touched! Damn it! I am very familiar with this feeling! I don't know why!" Zuo Han said viciously: "There are some contradictory details in my memory. Those who change my memory probably think it was the first time I encountered such a thing, so he was careless. He didn't know that I would even doubt my own memory!"

"Brother, although your symptoms are indeed very similar to those of the paranoia caused by the victim, I still think you are very good." Chen Ge felt that Zuo Han had a special temperament, and compared with Zuo Han, he seemed too mediocre.

"Don't say that. I've asked about it. Not everyone can take that white medicine. Occasionally, if a patient is out of control, the doctor will feed them some powder. What about you? Two tablets at a time, three times a day? I suspect that this hospital wants to kill you with drugs!" Zuo Han's eyes were full of fear when he looked at Chen Ge.

"It shouldn't."

"Forget it, I'll just give you a reminder. Also, you should pay attention. It's best to talk less during the day, and there are ears in the partition walls." After Zuo Han said that, he lay on the side of the bed again. He still didn't take off his shoes, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

After lunch, Chen Ge received psychological counseling from Dr. Gao and fed medicine continuously, but his illness did not recur.

A peaceful and beautiful day ends like this, and the sky slowly becomes darker.

After taking the medicine, Chen Ge fell asleep early. At about 0:00, he was woken up by Zuo Han.

"What's wrong?"

"Shh." Zuo Han pointed to the ward door and signaled Chen Ge to listen carefully.

Lying on the door, Chen Ge listened with his ears. A man's scream could be heard vaguely in the corridor. He seemed to be repeating the word "ghost".

"Jing Toy?"

"Do you know him?"

"I met him once during the day. He grabbed my hand and called me ghost, ghost, ghost." Chen Ge told Zuo Han what he encountered during the day.

"He is in pain now, and the hospital is obviously torturing him in some way." Zuo Han frowned: "The hospital cannot torture him for no reason, it must be because he made a mistake."
Chapter completed!