Chapter 642: Electric shock treatment, what kind of treatment is it?

"It's a patient." Gao Leng judged. The seven or eight young people behind the white coat were about seventeen or eighteen, all with shaved heads. Who was the patient?
"Let go of me! Let me go! Let me go! Get out of the labor and management! Get out!" As soon as the bound teenager saw the white coat, he started kicking frantically. It can be seen that he entered this kind of institution many times. Up.
"Clamp it up." A middle-aged man in a white coat, his hair was slightly white, but his face looked like he was in his early forties, and he was wearing thick glasses.
"Yes, Professor Zhang." The little girl in the white coat standing next to the middle-aged man waved her hand, and the seven or eight patients in camouflage uniforms rushed forward, cooperating with the relatives who escorted the boy over, and took the boy's body The rope was torn off, the jacket was also taken off, and I checked inside and out.
These seven or eight patients are obviously very experienced. Two people catch hands and two feet, and a few cooperation, in order.
Professor Zhang, this is a famous professor in the Internet addiction field, Professor Zhang.
"Let's go." Jian Xiaodan said, and strode to the door. This seemingly ordinary iron gate is four meters high. It is absolutely impossible to climb out from here. See Xiao Shan and the internet addiction girl. Upon entering, a nurse came over immediately.
"Yun Dan, I am his brother, come and have a look." Gao Leng said.
"Where is this?" Jian Xiaodan's legs trembled and trembling, as he looked at the boy who was framed in horror: "Aren't you going to send me here?"
"After that, just take a look. If you don't like it, we won't come to this house. Let's take a look and see if I can buy you the Apple computer you want." Gao Leng hurriedly coaxed and asked the little nurse. With a wink, the little nurse quickly answered, "Is it coming for a visit? Please."
Jian Xiaoshan and Gao Leng looked at each other, a patient who was deceived, a helpless brother, perfect cooperation and perfect acting skills.
After entering the gate and entering the yard, this is a very ordinary yard, just like the yard of a general hospital. The difference is that there are high walls and a small three-story building comes into view.
Very ordinary and ordinary three-story building.
"Please change your clothes." The little nurse pointed to a door next to the small building. There was already a noisy sound in the door. It could be seen that the relatives of the teenager were changing clothes inside. Just as he was going in, he saw a middle-aged man changing his clothes. The clothes were removed, but his other relatives walked out without changing their clothes.
"Okay, let's go, you are fine." Several people said goodbye.
"Go, everyone is here. I can't run anymore. I have worked hard. I was exhausted all night by this kid and ruined by tossing." Waved goodbye to the man in camouflage. It must be the father of a teenager. He was ten years old, but he looked like a sixty-year-old man with his back on his back. Although he smiled guiltily to his relatives, his smile could not stop the sadness and tension in his eyes.
Go upstairs from time to time.
"Wang Zhi, you are inferior to a beast! Labor and capital are going to kill you!"
"Wanggou! You deserve to be my dad! When labor and capital go out, labor and capital will strike you first!"
"You are kidnapping! Kidnapping! Coercion! Coercion! Let go of me! Let go of labor and capital!"
Upstairs, there was a heart-piercing protest from his son. Wang Zhi, who his son wanted a thousand swords and cuts, was the sad father in front of him.
"Mr. Wang, go up and sign some documents." The little nurse seemed to be used to these things, reminded with a faint smile, and pushed the door open with one hand: "Two parents, please change your clothes."
While talking, seven or eight patients in camouflage uniforms came over: "Hello, uncle, uncle has worked hard."
The few people greeted him very politely, politely and enthusiastically, making Gao Leng feel that he had made a mistake. Are they patients? I heard that the people who were sent in for treatment were all patients with severe Internet addiction, oh no, patients with severe mental dependence. Why do these people look so obedient?
If it weren't for their polite faces and those vigilant eyes that swept over Jian Xiaodan from time to time, Gao Leng would almost think that his judgment had been wrong.
They are afraid of simply running.
The ordinary door for changing clothes and ordinary camouflage uniforms. After everything was changed, the little nurse led Gao Leng, Lao Hang, and Jian Xiao Shan into the building. As soon as I arrived at the corridor of the building, I found that this seemingly ordinary building is not simple.
Before going upstairs, but still on the first floor, there was a fingerprint door. The little nurse pressed her fingerprint and the door opened. There were two middle-aged people guarding the door, wearing camouflage uniforms, and nodded towards the little nurse.
"Newcomers, you can come in." The little nurse said, the two talents let the way.
Going up the stairs, there are many family portraits posted on the snow-white walls, all of which are full of laughter. Some parents stand behind and children stand in front, and some have only mothers, and the children embrace their mothers.
If you didn't know that this is an Internet addiction agency, you would almost think that this is a warm family meeting, just like walking into a family with a family portrait hanging on the wall. About a few hundred family portraits, densely packed, full of happiness.
"Labor and management don't go! Labor and management don't go! Let me go! Let me go!" At this moment, the boy shouted from the upload.
"Pay attention to safety!" Professor Zhang's voice came over, accompanied by the voice of people struggling and being suppressed.
The little nurse turned her head and looked at Jian Xiao's single eye, Xiao Shan's face was full of horror, and she leaned closely behind Gao Leng with a look of bewilderment.
On the second floor, there was another fingerprint door. The fingerprint door was swiped open. At the door, two parents in camouflage uniforms checked again, and Gao Leng, Lao Hang, and Jian Xiaodan came in. As soon as he entered, Gao Leng quickly looked at the surrounding environment.
As we can see in ordinary hospitals, there are long white corridors, an inpatient registration bar, and wards, but the wards are all arranged on the east side, and the door is on the west side. It is impossible to see whether there is any mystery in the ward.
Unlike ordinary hospitals, the men and women in the room, the old and the young, all wore camouflage uniforms. When Gao Leng came in, some smiled politely, while others walked over as usual. Each busy.
The most dangerous to the west, a few people drove the struggling boy to a house.
Gao Leng followed and walked over there.
"I'm sorry, uncle, you can't go over there." Immediately, a few patients in camouflage uniforms walked over and blocked the cold place, smiling and politely said.
"The surname is Wang! Labor and management don't recognize you as a dad! Labor and management are going to kill you!" The boy who said to kill his father was driven into the room, the door was closed.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Wang Zhi who had just sent his son in, this man who looked sixty or seventy but actually only forty or fifty years old covered his face and started crying.
"Uncle Wang, don't worry, he will be back on track soon. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain." A nurse walked over and said with relief, handing over the paper: "Please sign the consent form for this electric shock treatment. Two copies of consent form for patients with mental illness, that is, patients with heavy dependence."
"Thank you." Wang Zhi quickly wiped away his tears: "I have known that your institution has a high cure rate. I will sign it."
The word was just signed, and within two minutes, a scream came from the room, stern and angry.
After the scream lasted for a few seconds, he began to sob in tears: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I was wrong! Don't do it! I accept treatment, I accept!" The boy's angry scream disappeared and became Crying for mercy.