Vol 3 Chapter 1168: Crazy. No. (3)
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Thriller Paradise
- San Tian Liang Jiao
- 1098 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:54:21
"This way..." After listening to Dr. Yuan’s answer, he was not too surprised to hear it. He just calmly answered. "Well, who is paying for my medical expenses?"
"Oh..." Dr. Yuan heard this question and couldn't help but laugh. "This...you can rest assured that for your case, the country will raise you for a lifetime, and you should invest in research."
"Oh..." I couldn’t help but sigh, and again, "Can you tell me if you are convenient? Have anyone visited me in these years? Parents don’t have to say, there are classmates, friends..."
"No. 32." Dr. Yuan’s expression instantly became indifferent. He didn’t wait until he said that he would answer.
I’m not talking to you for the first time, but I don’t mind telling you again. Parents, who died in a car accident a few years ago, never visited you even before they died; because they are also one of the victims of the wounding that you committed when you were ten years old. After the case, your mother lost the right eye and the right ear forever. She also accepted psychological counseling for a long time before she came out of the shadow you created; of course, and Compared with other victims, your parents are already lucky..."
At this point, Dr. Yuan straightened up and leaned against the back of the chair. He placed his elbows on the armrests of the chair and crossed his fingers on his chest: "...so they are impossible to see you; 'Friends', 'classmates'...hehe..." He sneered, "32, if you are a parent or a teacher, you will let your child go to a child who is under ten years old because of serious violent crimes. Does the child in a mental hospital produce any intersection?"
"Understood." Feng did not feel nodded and said, "So to say... those who have been in contact with me for the past few years, should you be the doctor?"
"Oh... I don't have that kind of honor." Dr. Yuan immediately negated the reasoning of Jiao Ge in a satirical tone and answered, "This mental hospital is set up by the state and is specially used to contain you. Rescuing super madman; in order to avoid the mentally unstable staff from receiving these 'patients'..." He said here, raised his hands and made a quotation mark, "...the influence, here all The posts are regularly rotated. Simply put... I only work here for two months each year, and only two of your twelve regular inspections a year are responsible for me; but... for more than a decade I was very familiar with the inspection report..." He smiled. "In fact, your inspection report is very famous here. The doctors who have seen it all say that if they can be adapted into a novel, it will definitely be big. Sell."
"Yes..." I didn't know how to laugh. "So why didn't anyone do this? Isn't the signature inconvenient? Or is there any controversy about copyright?"
"Nothing." Dr. Yuan said, "Simple because we have regulations, we can't pass information about patients or hospitals inside..."
"I thought you were worried about the confidentiality agreement between doctors and patients and the basic professional ethics." Feng did not return.
"Are you kidding?" Dr. Yuan smiled and smiled. "Without the most basic humanity and rationality, talk to me about professional ethics?"
"Listen to your tone and treat me as a murderous demon who has essentially lost human rights. You have not taken the practice of ill-treatment... It is already a kindness, right?"
Dr. Yuan did not answer this question because their conversations were recorded. Although these recordings were not rumored and the scales could be very large, it was obviously not appropriate to respond positively to such questions. For Dr. Yuan personally, this is also a matter of giving people a handle.
"Okay, 32, I have already said enough." After waiting a few seconds, Dr. Yuan chose to transfer the topic. "Now, it is my turn to ask questions?"
"Of course." Feng did not know, "I said to do ... I will cooperate with you."
In the next twenty minutes, the two sides began a one-on-one, one-question-one conversation.
Dr. Yuan’s questions are all formulaic questions, such as...
Have you ever felt any change in your body recently?
What do you think about the current state of life?
Do you have any requirements? I want to let us finish" and so on.
Every patient who is responsible for him will be asked these questions.
In addition, there are a few questions that are set according to the patient's specific situation. For example, "Do you still think that 'Stunning Paradise' is real?", "Can you distinguish the difference between virtual world and reality?", and "You Do you still have an impression of your own violence in 'reality' over the years?"
And I don’t feel it... I also made a short and clear answer to these questions one by one according to my own memory.
Twenty minutes later, Dr. Yuan had finished the question he had prepared. He didn’t have to talk. He had already seen a line from his face that
it is time to end this boring check.
"Okay..." Sure enough, the next second, Dr. Yuan said, "I see... I am here today..."
"Knowledge." Suddenly, Feng Shuo said two words in a loud voice, and slammed the last "Li" word of the other party's sentence.
"What?" Dr. Yuan was stunned by him, instinctively authentic, "What knowledge?"
"I have a question about my knowledge reserve." I didn't wait for the other party to stop asking myself to ask questions. I asked quickly, "I have continued to receive education after I was admitted to this mental hospital." Do you have any information about the outside world through any channel?"
"This is why..." Dr. Yuan thought about it and said: "There is no information on the information."
"That is to say, my knowledge reserve should remain at the level before I was detained, that is, ... the fourth grade of primary school."
"Oh..." Dr. Yuan heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be faintly aware of something. "Yes, it should be like that."
"Dr. Yuan, if you are a person who has been isolated from the world since the age of ten, and has not obtained any outside information for fourteen years, and only has a fourth-grade elementary school, you feel that you may make up what I said." The story 'Come on?' The seal uses the tone that the other party has just used, and comes to the sentence.
Dr. Yuan seems to be irritated because this question makes him speechless.
He didn't answer, just pressed the button on the desk phone and said to the phone: "The exam is over, take the patient away." (To be continued.)