Chen Keji heard the "beep" sound of hanging up on the phone and was stunned for a long time. He originally wanted to make trouble for someone, but he was scolded.
But now is not the time to dwell on this, Chen Zichen is still in the hospital.
He quickly called a car and went straight to the psychiatric hospital.
When the doctor on duty heard that he was coming to pick up Chen Zichen, he didn't even raise his eyebrows: "He can't leave the hospital now, and he hasn't been diagnosed yet."
Chen Keji frowned. Suppressing the anger that was rising in his heart, he asked: "Why does he need to be diagnosed when there is nothing wrong with him?"
The doctor then raised his head and said with a half-smile: "He has an emotional breakdown for no reason, gets angry in public, and even uses violence. These are all consistent with the characteristics of mania. Out of responsibility for other healthy comrades, we must pay attention to Comrade Chen Zichen's condition. Only after diagnosis, treatment and confirmation of no harm can he be discharged from the hospital."
Why does it sound like this comrade doctor is at the scene?
The more Chen Keji listened, the more wrong he became, and his arrogance became much lower. He asked calmly: "What kind of examination is needed? Can it be arranged as soon as possible?"
The doctor on duty ignored him: "Go back and wait. Leave a phone number. He will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and we will notify his family to pick him up."
The key to mental illness is that it is easy to prove that you are ill, but troublesome to prove that you are not ill.
Chen Keji felt that he was right and couldn't explain clearly, so he could only say: "Can you let me see him?"
The doctor on duty said: "Yes, but you can only watch from outside the door. The patient was a little manic before, and we gave him a sedative. I don't know if he is awake now."
Chen Keji had another heart attack: he was even given sedatives, and he was really going to death. How much his son suffered.
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The nurse took Chen Keji outside the ward and pointed at the door: "Let's take a look."
There is only a small window half a foot long and three inches wide on the door, and it is also equipped with iron bars.
Chen Keji said: "Can't you open the door?"
The nurse rolled her eyes: "Comrade, it's midnight now. If someone opens the door and runs out, we have to wake up all the medical staff and arrest them. Do you want to watch or not? If you want to watch, hurry up and watch."
Chen Keji could only hold back his anger and stretched his head to take a look.
Lying on the bed was a man tied with cloth like a rice dumpling.
Chen Keji almost fainted again and called out in a trembling voice: "Chen Zichen, Zichen."
The man on the bed moved, looked here, and suddenly began to struggle desperately: "Dad, tell them quickly, I'm not crazy. The chief physician took revenge on me. I scolded him a few times in the department store, and he took me They got here. They are all working together to harm me. Please save me."
So that's it.
Chen Keji understood.
He just said that the tone of the attending physician's words just now was wrong. It seemed that this was the problem.
Chen Keji comforted Chen Zichen and said: "Don't panic, I will find a way to rescue you."
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Chen Keji came back from the ward, went back to his home in the mining area to get some things, made a few phone calls, and then returned to the county hospital.
After all this time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
The chief physician was asleep when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened it, it was Chen Keji again. He was a little impatient: "Didn't you already see it? What are you going to do again? It's midnight now. If you want to be discharged, you have to wait until tomorrow morning."
Chen Keji had a smile on his face: "I know the rules of your hospital. Comrade Director will go back after his shift tomorrow morning. I won't be able to see you when I come here."
The chief physician saw that his attitude had improved a lot and he felt much more comfortable. He sat down and nodded and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Chen Keji sighed: "Well, Zichen didn't know your identity today and offended you. Let me first say sorry on his behalf."
The chief physician snorted: "You mean I'm avenging my personal revenge?" Originally, he didn't want to cause trouble to Chen Zichen, but Chen Zichen scolded him and wanted to beat him. After all, he was also the chief physician of a big hospital, so why should he suffer in vain? This anger.
Chen Keji shook his head: "Ah, no, no, no. It's not like that. You are doing business, there is nothing wrong."
The chief physician narrowed his eyes: "Then what do you want to say?"
Chen Keji looked sincere: "Actually, my son was tricked by someone today."
The chief physician raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"
Chen Keji said: "Actually, he made the yellow fish tank, and he put a lot of effort into it. He found the best craftsmen for adding gas pumps, engraving seals, and making boats. We also had a good conversation with the department store, but I didn't expect to put it up. Within two days, it was counterfeited.”
The chief physician frowned: "Really?"
Chen Keji said: "Yes. The person who counterfeited it was still his colleague. Therefore, Zichen couldn't stand it when he saw the black fish tank in the department store today."
The chief physician suddenly realized: "No wonder he was so excited when I said the fish tank didn't look good."
Chen Keji nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes. In fact, he was confused. As a young man, he has little experience, and he comes from a technical background, and he especially can't stand others copying his things. In fact, what he is targeting today is not It’s not you, it’s the counterfeiter.”
The chief physician thought thoughtfully: "This is also called empathy in our psychiatric department. It seems that I was unlucky enough to hit the muzzle of a gun."
Chen Keji hurriedly said: "Ah, no, no, no, it must be wrong for him to treat you like that. You are innocent after all. So, I specially apologize to you for him. He is probably still angry and has not turned around, so he is talking nonsense Eight ways.”
Chief Physician: "Yes, he is a bit paranoid about persecution now."
Chen Keji sighed: "He has always been sunny and healthy, but this time he has phlegm in his mind. If he continues to be locked up without anyone to persuade him, he will really go crazy. Otherwise, you can let me take him home first and have a good time." Enlighten him. When he thinks about it, I will bring him here to apologize to you."
The chief physician's face darkened: "We are a large county-level hospital. We don't just come and leave whenever we want."
He was admitted to the hospital in the afternoon, no examination was done, and he was released at night. This does not mean that he was misdiagnosed.
Even if it is a hard lock, he must wait until the inspection is completed tomorrow morning, otherwise it will affect his reputation.
Chen Keji took out an envelope from his breast pocket and put it on the table: "This is a letter of review written by me in his capacity. Please read it."
The chief physician opened it and saw that there were two big unity sheets sandwiched in the middle of the thin piece of letter paper, and he immediately understood it.
Before he could speak, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
The chief physician put down the envelope and answered the phone: "Hello."
The director's voice came from inside: "Hey, did you admit a patient named Chen Zichen this afternoon?"
The chief physician's heart skipped a beat. Why did the dean call him personally so late?
He pretended to be surprised and asked: "Eh? Dean, how do you know?"
The dean became a little impatient: "Don't be careless, just say yes or no."
The chief physician could only answer honestly: "Yes."
The dean said: "Hurry, let him go immediately."
