Chapter 1322: Stuff a big red envelope

Chapter 1322
Beihe Hospital is very famous in Chishui County, because people often scold people, so I use Beihe Hospital as an example.
For example, you ran out of Beihe Hospital...
Although so famous, Fang Chuan came to this hospital for the first time.
This hospital is different from ordinary hospitals. The first impression is that it is heavily guarded. This is to prevent mental patients from escaping.
He parked the car on the side of the road, swept away his spiritual sense, and soon, he saw Song Dazhe in a completely closed, monotonous white ward.
Although Song Dazhe is still fatter at the moment, his complexion is very bad, his eyes are sunken and his expression is dull.
In this way, ordinary people will believe that he is a mental patient.
"Don't pester me, I haven't harmed you, why are you pestering me!"
"You do well, can you walk away!"
"I'm not afraid of you at all now. Are you going well? If you want to kill me, you will be happy!"
What makes people horrifying is that Song Dazhe squatted in the corner alone, talking to himself constantly.
Fang Chuan furrowed his brows, and he naturally saw it at a glance with his spiritual sense. There was indeed a shadow attached to Song Dazhe's body.
This shadow is faint and not strong, so there is nothing unusual in the room, even the air is normal.
Fang Chuan took a closer look, and what was attached to Song Dazhe was a female ghost with a white face and a red mouth, like blood and lipstick.
This female ghost just cried and didn't speak.
Only Fang Chuan could feel this strange scene.
"Unexpectedly, Song Dazhe was possessed by a ghost!" Fang Chuan couldn't help shook his head, but the female ghost also looked a little weird.
Could it be that this female ghost is an autistic patient?
He thought about it, pushed the car door, and walked to the hospital door.
Guards in psychiatric hospitals are still very strict, and ordinary people cannot enter the back ward to visit patients.
However, Fang Chuan disease will not be hindered, because he is a director of the Yizhou City Medical Association and the honorary dean of a reorganized hospital.
Although these identities are of no use to him, at this time, they are still very useful.
In order not to be troublesome and to spend more time and effort, he directly took out his medical association certificate, and then entered smoothly.
Under the leadership of a nurse, he came to the back ward.
Every ward in this mental hospital is like a prison. From time to time, someone can be heard shouting loudly, making the scalp numb.
Those true mental patients are mostly hysteria, always thinking that they can see things that others can't, and they have all kinds of fears and violent behaviors.
Loud roars rang out in the corridor, which made Fang Chuan admire the nurse in front of him for being so calm.
"Song Dazhe, this patient, except for some violent behavior at the beginning, other times are fine, just like talking to himself."
The nurse was a girl in her twenties. Seeing Fang Chuan was young, she was also a council member of the Provincial Medical Association, and her appearance was decent, so she was particularly enthusiastic.
She added: "Before, he had to inject tranquilizers to control his emotions, but then I didn't use them at all. It's just that his body is getting worse every day."
"Yeah." Fang Chuan nodded.
The nurse led Fang Chuan through the corridor, turned a corner, and came to another corridor.
She pointed to the ward in front: "Song Dazhe is in ward 202."
"Okay, thank you." Fang Chuan smiled, and then with a move of his ears, he heard a familiar voice.
When he swept over his spiritual knowledge, he found that the man was Song Dazhe's wife, Liu Guifang!
At this moment, Liu Guifang was talking to a man in a white coat in an office-like room on the side of the ward, with a sense of anxiety between his eyebrows.
"Doctor He, is there really no cure for his illness?" she asked, clenching her fist.
Doctor He nodded: "I can't find any way to make him recover quickly for the time being."
He paused, with a heavy tone: "Actually, the probability that this kind of patient can be cured is very low, and the most is to reduce the number of hallucinations he has."
He sighed: "Moreover, this will be a tug of war for several years."
"I understand." Liu Guifang nodded, "Thank you, Dr. He, please help me watch more. This is a little bit of my heart."
As she said, she quickly stuffed a thick big red envelope into the pocket of Doctor He's white coat.
Doctor He evaded it twice, and finally accepted it.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do my best!" Doctor He smiled.
"No—" Liu Guifang shook his head, "I mean, don't give him any real medicine, he should be calm and calm, there is no way, just let him in."
"What?" Doctor He was surprised.
Liu Guifang hurriedly said: "Doctor He, the 20,000 just now is just a little bit of my heart, and I will thank you very much later."
Doctor He was a little startled.
Liu Guifang squeezed a smile on his face and said, "Doctor He, in short, I'm bothering you. You don't know our family, I will not treat you badly."
"Okay...right!" Doctor He nodded.
He seems to understand something, but in his capacity, there is no need to understand specifically.
As a doctor, he also wants to eat a bite of food.
He waved his hand: "This is your housework. Of course I can't control it. I'll just do as you say."
"Thank you Dr. He." Liu Guifang said, carrying the bag, turning around and walking.
Da Da Da -
She stepped on the sound of high heels and walked away from the other direction.
"What's wrong?" The nurse quickly asked when Fang Chuan's expression changed.
Fang Chuan smiled and said, "It's nothing, let's go in."
"Wait a minute, I'm going to talk to his attending doctor." After the nurse finished speaking, he quickly explained: "If I let you in privately, I will be punished."
"I understand." Fang Chuan waved his hand and let the nurse go by himself.
Fang Chuan walked to the door of Ward 202 and knocked on the door: "Brother Song, it's me, Xiaochuan, I know you can hear me."
"Xiaochuan!" Song Dazhe was overjoyed, got up quickly, stumbled, and ran to the door of the ward: "Xiaochuan, you, you are here!"
He paused: "Xiaochuan, are you here to save me?"
"Yes." Fang Chuan smiled: "You wait a minute, I'll come in right away."
"Okay, okay!" Song Dazhe smiled happily, and then said to himself: "When Xiaochuan is here, you are dead. I will tell you that Xiaochuan can deal with things like you.
"Uuuuu..." In response to him, there was still a bleak cry that made his scalp numb.
He heard Fang Chuan coming, and his frustration was gone by then, and his eyes also shined.
When Dr. He heard the nurse say that a director of the Provincial Medical Association had come, he was shocked, and hurried out of the office, wanting to get close to it.
After all, the director of the Provincial Medical Association is of great help to him.
"Huh?" As soon as he came out, he saw a young man, he couldn't help being stunned!