The senior director held the thermos cup and said, "Dean, is that the common sense theorist you mentioned earlier?"
"I don''t mean anything else, but according to my years of experience, I feel that his mental state may have some problems. Do you need to give him an assessment to see how he is?"
Dean Hao patted the senior director on the shoulder and said, "your vision is always very good."
The senior director said modestly, "this is what the Dean taught."
Look!
He flattered the Dean quietly. He not only got praise from the Dean, but also made the Dean feel beautiful. The art of speaking is an important knowledge that many young people have to learn all their lives.
Dean Hao nodded with satisfaction.
Qingshan mental hospital is very good. The patients are very lovely. The nurses and doctors can talk very well. He likes it better.
Back to the office.
Dean Hao calls.
He''s calling principal Chen Xiang. I really want to have a good talk with him.
The phone got through, and the other party was very enthusiastic.
"Dean Hao, do you think it''s very good? Let me tell you, Chen Xiang is the best one in the common sense theory course of our college. Although he is not very experienced, his theoretical knowledge is still very good."
"I feel that our school can cooperate with Castle Peak to provide a steady stream of talents for Castle Peak. This is also my idea to improve the employment rate of graduates."
President Qin is a man of great ideas.
He has delivered a lot of talents to all walks of life.
The major of common sense and theory is the course he invented, which can be regarded as adding one more course to the school. In the future, if any student can be famous internationally, his founder will also be famous.
"Dean Hao, did you listen to me? Do you have any idea about this student? If we do a good job of training, we will certainly become a national talent. "
Dean Hao said: "I don''t know if Dongcai is not. But what I know is that he has entered the hospital. Brother Qin, don''t blame your brother for not reminding you. You should withdraw your major as soon as possible. What you teach is totally wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"Literally, when I enter the hospital, I won''t ask you for the medicine fee, which is my castle peak''s. I used to be very puzzled. Let''s go up as the house price goes up, but now I understand why the cemetery should go up as well. "
"Why do cemeteries go up in price?"
Dean Hao just wanted to continue to have a good chat with President Qin, but suddenly he was confused by his words.
The Dean really talked to you about house prices and cemeteries.
But if you don''t ask anything else, you just ask about the reason for the price increase of the cemetery. I''m a little out of my mind. I want to give you a good evaluation.
"Brother Qin, what''s your situation? Do I tell you about the price increase of cemeteries?"
"Mr. Hao, it''s not what you just said. I don''t know why the price of cemeteries rises when house prices rise. That''s why I asked you."
"Well, I want to have a good chat with you when I have a chance to come to Castle Peak."
"Thank you for your invitation. If you have a chance, you must go, but you haven''t said the reason for the price increase of the cemetery. Tell me, I''m short of this knowledge."
Hang up the phone.
Dean Hao is lying on the leather sofa, looking at the ceiling and lighting a cigarette silently.
Slightly gaunt.
When you are in a mental hospital, it seems that people outside are not normal. Those who are said to be abnormal are the most normal.
Dean Hao smokes in silence.
Strange!
How can I have such an idea.
In the ambulance.
"Doctor, I''m also a doctor, but I teach common sense theory. It seems that I''m injured, but it''s just an accident. Do you believe it?"
Chen Xiang communicates with the doctor that he is not a chatterbox, but has been told in the movie that he should keep talking and never sleep. Once he sleeps with his eyes closed, he really disappears.
"The letter." Said the doctor.
No matter what the other party says, the doctor is willing to believe the psychopath. Dean Hao himself admits that the other party has problems. If he fights with the psychopath, it''s not a brain problem.
"Doctor, why do I feel chilly? Do you think this knife has cut off my cecum?" Chen Xiang asked.
"Normal." The doctor said with a smile.
Doctors are always cold.
But in the face of mental patients, they will always show the most friendly and warm smile.
Don''t ask why you are so friendly.
The question is the high professional quality.
Chen Xiang always feels strange.
"Doctor, how do I feel like you think I''m insane?"
He spoke his mind.
At first, he didn''t feel it, but later he found that the doctor and the nurse looked at him as if they were saying that this is a mental patient. Please show me respect and don''t make a fool of yourself.When they look at Chen Xiang, the meaning in their eyes seems to be very clear. Aren''t you a mental patient?
Of course.
Although they are not Qingshan psychiatrists, over the years, they have had a little deep contact with them and learned a lot of strange knowledge.
"Ha ha, how can it be? How can you be mentally ill? You can lie down well and get to the hospital soon. You can rest assured that the doctors in our hospital are very experienced. There is absolutely no danger for your minor injury." The doctor comforted him.
Chen Xiang feels more and more that the other party regards him as a mental patient.
"I''m not really insane." He wanted to prove that he was not a patient.
"We know." Said the doctor to the nurse.
"You don''t know." Chen Xiang said.
"Yes, yes, we don''t know. We don''t know anything." The doctor said in a hurry.
He felt that the patient was a little difficult. If it was Lin Fan and old man Zhang, they would lie still and look at you with a smile after they admitted that you are not mentally ill.
Now this patient is in a bit of trouble.
It''s just what you mean.
Why are you so disobedient.
Ah!
Sure enough, there is a big difference between the mentally ill and the patients, just like the comparison between the obedient children and the disobedient children.
Chen Xiang felt that they were perfunctory.
"I''m not a psychopath. Why can''t you believe me? I''m a doctor. I''m a new graduate of common sense theory course." Chen Xiang said excitedly.
Because I''m so excited.
The wound split and the blood flowed.
"Take it easy. It''s not good for the wound." Said the doctor hastily.
"I''m not a psychopath." Chen Xiang felt that he had been insulted the most in his life, and that he would be regarded as a mental illness by others. What a damned thing.
"Give me a sedative." The doctor couldn''t suppress the scene, and the nurse on one side was quick with eyes and hands, and shot directly.
They are not professionals.
For them, mental patients are a great challenge. I didn''t expect that the patients were so hot this time.
Fortunately, they are well prepared.
As long as you come to Qingshan mental hospital, you must have sedatives.
Dare to go crazy.
One shot down makes you smart.
666 ward.
Lin Fan and Lao Zhang live happily. They drink Sprite and coke and hide the gas stove in the cupboard.
"Lao Zhang, give me two injections. I recently found something running around in my body." Lin Fan said.
"Good."
Lao Zhang looks out and finds that there are no bad people. Then he takes out the big baby in front of Lin fan.
Holding a silver needle in his hand, he looked very carefully.
One shot fell.
A silver needle was stuck in Lin Fan''s head.
"Do you feel anything?"
"No, you can make it deeper. I like it deeper."
"Well, is it deep now?"
"Yes."
Lao Zhang holds the silver needle and pushes the silver needle that has been stuck in his head. He always observes Lin Fan''s expression. When he finds that there is no expression, he is very curious.
It can''t be that I''m not good enough, right?
"Do you feel it?" Lao Zhang asked.
"A little bit." Lin Fan said.
Lao Zhang nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly applied acupuncture to Lin fan. Lin Fan was the only one who believed in his acupuncture ability. No one else believed in him, so only Lin Fan was the best.
And he also believed that Lin Fan could practice.
No one else believed it, and only he believed it.
One silver needle after another fell on Lin Fan''s head. The technique was sharp, without the slightest hesitation. He pinched the needle to find the position, and one fell down. It was amazing.
The corridor.
Li Ang is in a good mood. He has just been praised by the president. He said that he is a responsible nurse and has a sense of responsibility. His salary will be increased by 100 this month.
He thought that he could use the 100 yuan to charge the goddess''s phone bill again.
He recently licked a goddess.
Goddess in the circle of friends has been talking, the cost of good fast, almost shut down.
Every time I see this circle of friends.
He would silently recharge 100 yuan for the goddess, and then run to the goddess circle of friends to praise. The meaning is very clear, goddess. Did you see the phone charge I charged you?
He won''t say it directly.
But I want the goddess to slowly find out that when I find out that the person who has been quietly charging him is me, I will certainly be moved. I don''t want to say that it''s OK to invite her to dinner.
Thinking of the bright future, he couldn''t help smiling.
It''s another beautiful day.
Up ahead is ward 666.He was curious.
"What are the two patients doing?"
I don''t know if I was frightened by Chen Xiang.
Come to the door.
He took a deep breath, summoned up courage, and took the initiative to open the door. This was the first time he took the initiative to communicate with a mental patient.