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Volume 1 Chapter 331 Curiosity is like a cat living in the heart

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    Logically speaking, patients certainly have the right to see their own medical records, and every insured person has his or her own medical record.  ¡òAlthough mental illness is special, it is also different from ordinary terminal illnesses. This does not mean that it is not suitable to show cases to patients.  However, Shen Zhenghui's situation was somewhat special. Of course, Cheng Yang's careless promise to show Shen Zhenghui's medical records was somewhat unprofessional, especially when she didn't actually know Shen Zhenghui's condition.  Of course, maybe she knows everything, and it's not necessarily true that this approach is actually a method of treatment.  Shen Zhenghui didn't mind telling Cheng Yang his successful experience, but this was only after he understood the situation better.  Cheng Yang's performance seemed to be attracted by something supernatural. Her performance reminded Shen Zhenghui of the kwan in "The Night of Return".  He looked at Kwan seriously until the other person said the word "of course", and he had the illusion that he was in control. However, based on the current situation, Shen Zhenghui was not convinced that the owner of his body was actually in this hospital.  After staying there for ** years, the disease has not healed but has become worse and worse. This can be regarded as a certain understanding.   "So this is my medical record?" Shen Zhenghui asked, looking at the thick stack of things in front of him. He picked up the book on the cover and flipped through it. "It's really rare that you can read your handwriting clearly."  "Nowadays, all medical records are electronic," Cheng Yang responded. "Many doctors need the help of hospital typists to input the information. It will definitely not work if the writing is too ugly," she said, "But I really like writing."  "It seems that you like regular script instead of cursive script, which is a good thing." Shen Zhenghui said.  "Actually, if you can't read the handwritten version, you can also read the electronic file." Cheng Yang said. She sat down next to Shen Zhenghui and picked up a book.  But his eyes still fell on Shen Zhenghui's face from time to time.  Shen Zhenghui began to read his medical records carefully.  To be honest, I have a very strange feeling when looking at my own medical records, especially since this may actually have nothing to do with me, it does not exist in my memory at all, but on the surface it is a record of my own behavior.  The information was very detailed. Shen Zhenghui could even read from it which elementary school he graduated from and what evaluation his elementary school teachers gave him.  What middle school did he go to, what university was he finally admitted to, etc. At first, it was like looking back on his life. Until Shen Zhenghui saw that he was not at Pingjing University, but at another 985 university, he  Then he sighed strangely.  "What's wrong?" Cheng Yang asked keenly.  "It's nothing, it feels a little strange." He said, it is indeed strange, because the development of real life is just like what is written in his story.  Watching himself perform vividly in the doctor's writing, Shen Zhenghui almost felt like he was reading a huge stream of consciousness novel. However, for those who are not interested, it would seem too self-aware and boring.  All doctors unanimously believe that his autism makes him very sensitive and depressed at the same time. Therefore, when this depression reaches a certain level, he must use a virtual personality to release it. This is why he suddenly changes his personality and his personality changes drastically.  Talking nonsense.  These personalities are woven out of brilliant career achievements.  Without exception, they are the product of Shen Zhenghui's own imagination.  One doctor bluntly believed that Shen Zhenghui's preference for online novels led to his cognitive inversion, and he put fictional stories into reality.  By carefully analyzing the books he read before each attack, we can analyze why he had the same personality as when he had the attack.  This doctor is very imaginative, but seems to be very procrastinating in completing the work. He does not take the time to confirm his suspicions, but simply prescribes the medicine - don't read the online novel to him.  Subsequently, the doctor discovered that simply banning online novels was not enough, because Shen Zhenghui would assume other people's identities when he read other people's biographies.  Then movies and TV series would have an impact on him. They almost banned Shen Zhenghui from "reading" in any form. Some doctors also speculated that electric shock might be able to cure his disease. Unfortunately, the effect of the initial experiment was not obvious, and electric shock was gradually restricted.  use.  In the end, it was restricted to the point where it could almost only be used by adults with Internet addiction.  So, Shen Zhenghui was shocked to find that it had not been long since he was transferred to Cheng Yang as his attending doctor. This was almost the first time he had an illness since Cheng Yang became his attending doctor.  "Have you been expecting me to get sick?" Shen Zhenghui looked up from the pile of medical records.  Cheng Yang pursed his lips, looked at the ceiling, and then looked directly at Shen Zhenghui, "How can you say that? I have to understand you first before I can know how to treat you!" Can you be more straightforward?  Shen Zhenghui couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. He read on hastily. The whole story was logically logical from beginning to end. If it hadn't left so manyIf there were any loopholes in the details, Shen Zhenghui would have to believe that he had really dreamed of a stallion in his sleep and imagination.  He put down his medical records, held his chin and fell into thinking.  Seeing Shen Zhenghui put down the medical record, Cheng Yang also put down the book that was used as a cover-up, "How is it? Tell me what you think, what is your identity this time?" Shen Zhenghui bared his teeth and stood just now  When I got up, I heard a ringing sound.  "Want to eat?" Shen Zhenghui asked tentatively.  "Yeah, it's time to eat." Cheng Yang said casually, and she continued to ask, "Tell me, tell me." Shen Zhenghui shook his head, "Let's talk about it after dinner." "Tell me about it.  , I invite you to eat in the doctor¡¯s cafeteria.¡± ¡°Before that,¡± Shen Zhenghui said, ¡°you should call my family first and tell them that I want to see them!¡± ¡°The patient¡¯s meals are served on a cart next to the hospital.  The food was delivered to the ward. After Shen Zhenghui returned to his room, the food delivery person arrived soon after. The dishes were rich in variety, but the taste was not flattering. Shen Zhenghui himself was not in the mood to taste it. He ate the food in a hurry and put the plate on the plate.  Simply rinse it and put it in the designated place.  He sat in the room again and fell into a daze.  At this time, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Cheng Yang walked in carrying a small plastic bag.  She threw the plastic bag directly into Shen Zhenghui's hand. "Sandwich," she said, "it tastes good. If you don't want to eat it now, keep it for snack." Shen Zhenghui opened the plastic bag and took out the small-looking sandwich.  After a few mouthfuls, it tasted really good, but Shen Zhenghui was a little distracted.  "What did you find? Tell me about it!" Cheng Yang closed the ward door and asked slightly excitedly.  This time.  Only then did Shen Zhenghui find the time to take a closer look at Cheng Yang himself.  She is still young, but since she is qualified to be a doctor for psychiatric patients, she must have been analyzed for many years after graduation.  The path taken by Chinese psychiatrists is not that of Freud and Jung. Fundamentally speaking, their treatment methods are more focused on Pavlovian physiological methods, and psychiatrists serve more of the urban bourgeoisie.  and the petty bourgeoisie.  (The above is pure nonsense) She is very beautiful, but this beauty is covered up by a thick layer of dust. That is to say, she does not seem to want to actively show off her beauty.  This kind of beauty then appears uncarved and lacks luster, waiting for the observer to discover it himself.  At the same time, Shen Zhenghui felt a petty bourgeois temperament from Cheng Yang. What attracted her to this industry was not important to Shen Zhenghui. What was important was her attitude and purpose.  of.  Is all this she is showing just because she wants to cure her professional ethics as soon as possible?  I'm afraid not. This person is more like a person who is pursuing some novel purpose and is not satisfied with a mediocre life.  It is the mentality of the petty bourgeoisie.  At this time, Cheng Yang's eyes were bright and he looked directly at Shen Zhenghui without flinching.  "I've shown you your medical records." "Yes, thank you." "Then, in exchange, you should tell me your current identity." She picked up a chair and sat down next to Shen Zhenghui, "  Or do you like to go for a walk in the garden?" she asked.  "Then let's go for a walk!" Shen Zhenghui stood up.  "After lunch, the whole afternoon is activity time." Cheng Yang replied.  "Originally there is a lunch break of more than an hour. Everyone has to stay in their own rooms, but I will take you out. It doesn't matter." "Oh, thank you very much." "No. You are too polite." The two of us left.  After passing the long corridor and walking towards the courtyard, the doctors and nurses on duty looked at the pair in surprise, "Dr. Cheng, where are you going?" "Accompany my patient for a walk after dinner." Cheng Yang was quite reasonable.  replied.  There was a burst of whispers behind the two people, and neither of them paid attention to it.  "Oh, I just called your parents. They will come over on the weekend." Cheng Yang replied, "They are very happy to hear that you have improved." Shen Zhenghui had no special expression for such things.  Well, he wanted to see his parents just to confirm something.  "Tell me, who are you?" Cheng Yang put his hands in his pockets and asked casually. The afternoon wind blew on people, which was a bit refreshing.  This is also thanks to the rain just a few days ago, otherwise it would be completely muggy.  "Don't you tell me who you are first?" "I'm your doctor." Cheng Yang was quite dissatisfied, "You should listen to me." &nbsp"You can't tell. I don't know which one of us is more like a patient." "You don't mean what you say." "Okay, okay," Shen Zhenghui waved his hand, "I can probably guess what you are.  Who is it and your identity?" "Is there anything special about me?" "I was an angel with broken wings in my previous life" "I was originally an angel, an angel in white." She opened her pocket and fanned her coat.  "Don't change the subject!" "Have you seen "New Police Story"?" "What? The movie? Is it the one starring Daniel Wu and Jack Cheng?" "Yes, I directed it."  "Liar, the director is not Chen Mu" "That's the problem." Shen Zhenghui pursed his lips, "In "Assembly" you would say the director was Feng Xiao, in "Hurricane Rescue" you would say the director was Luc  "Besson, you would say that the director of "Black Fist" is Lu Yang," he laughed twice, "What's wrong?" Cheng Yang blinked.  "Actually, I directed all of these films. At least the first one of "Black Fist" was directed by me." Shen Zhenghui said thoughtfully, "But to be honest, I haven't seen the world where they put these films together."  How is the movie going?" "Are you trying to trick people into watching the movie?" Cheng Yang asked.  "What can I lie to?" Shen Zhenghui spread his hands, "I'm just worried that their shooting quality is too poor, and the box office results don't seem to be as good as mine." Cheng Yang curled his lips, "So this is your answer? You  A big director now?" "I have always been." Shen Zhenghui replied.  "But it doesn't sound as good as Chairman Shen's." Cheng Yang said with a playful smile.  "My previous assumptions were too much. How could I become the chairman at the age of 41?" Shen Zhenghui said. "If you just tell me about our country's political structure, you will know that this is impossible. I don't know.  "You will wake up sooner." "But last time you said you were sixty-three years old." "Didn't I look in the mirror?" "Who knows what you look like when you look in the mirror?"  Chin, "But it's quite interesting as a director," she stared at Shen Zhenghui and said in a tone that seemed to be joking, "So since you are a big director, tell me what gossip about celebrities and the industry  "Listen!" "You don't believe me?" "Didn't I give you a chance to prove yourself?" Cheng Yang tilted his head and asked in a reporter's interview tone, "So, Director Shen, what's wrong with you?"  What was your first debut film? ""The first film as an actor was "The Cruel History of Peking High School", and the first film as a director was "Fenglin High School", Shen Zhenghui replied, "Of course."  , and a TV series "Sister's Boyfriend". ""You have actually been an actor?" Cheng Yang said with an incredulous expression, "Is that what you have?" Shen Zhenghui looked in the mirror and found that his body shape was a bit lacking.  The body shape of a middle-aged man, but shouldn't the focus of your attention be, "Why haven't you heard of these names?" "So you are the protagonist in these films?" Cheng Yang continued to ask, "I will act with you.  Who are the heroines? " So you women's focus is indeed completely different from that of men. Shen Zhenghui patted his forehead.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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