Chapter 8 Voyeurism

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Chen Ke rubbed the tips of his eyes, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked into the office.

Su Qing was watching "Idiot", while Gu Ran was flipping through the files and humming Li Zongsheng's song.

"I'm going to... the ward to have a look." Chen Ke felt a little unnatural.

"Yeah." Su Qing responded.

"I'll join you, too." Gu Ran closed the file, "I've been reading the files all morning. I'm going to the ward to try my hand on the patients."

Then, he turned around and said the words that all three of them knew he was going to say: "Team leader, please protect me."

According to the script, Su Qing sighed and put down the file.

"Are you a baby who can't live without mommy, baby?"

Well, the lines are different from what was planned. To be precise, they are completely different, but the meaning is similar.

The two stood up.

"That-" Chen Ke spoke first.

Su Qing and Gu Ran looked at her at the same time.

Chen Ke bit her lower lip and raised her right hand slightly like a female college student.

"——I'm with you."

Now that she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't pretend she didn't know, pretend to be stupid and accept their kindness, let them accompany her, and pour her feelings into the person who was destined to leave.

She decided to work with the two of them, wandering among different patients, and no longer pay too much attention to Liu Xiaoting.

This is for Gu Ran and Su Qing, and it is also a kind of protection for Liu Xiaoting. If the two of them stay together for a long time, she will inevitably show sympathy and stimulate her spirit.

At the same time, it is also a kind of protection for herself.

"Uh-huh." Su Qing naturally had no objection.

"Didn't you see that you are so competitive?" Gu Ran looked at Chen Ke. He looked a little familiar in his dress, but he was petite and yet so competitive.

"I don't know who took the initiative to propose to be on duty at night. I haven't mentioned you yet." Chen Ke couldn't help but said.

This sentence seemed to be a complaint, but it meant that the relationship was getting closer. Gu Ran was stunned for a moment.

Are you really that handsome? Even Chen Ke, who has a boyfriend, became so close to him in just two days?

Chen Ke thought that Gu Ran suspected that he had overheard the conversation between the two outside the door.

She pushed her sideburns behind her ears, showing off her feminine charm: "Let's go, let's go?"

The three of them had just walked out of the office, and while they were still in the corridor, they were met by a support staff member who handed them their work badges.

Before reporting to {Jinghai}, they had already sent two-inch photos online.

The two of them imitated Su Qing and put their work badges on the breast pockets of their white coats. They suddenly felt a sense of ritual that they had officially become social animals.

"Do you have a car?" the logistics staff asked. "If so, give me the license plate and I will enter it into the system, so parking will be free of charge."

Neither of them had a car.

"Contact me, my ID in the clinic group is Xu Fu." The logistics staff explained, nodded respectfully to Su Qing with some restraint, and left.

Maybe the two of them should have picked up the work badge by themselves, but it was only because Amelia Su was there that the other party delivered it to their door.

"You have a very high status in {Jinghai}." Gu Ran said.

"It's not that high. At least I can't let you bark like a dog."

"Your expectations for {Jinghai} are too high. Even if Aunt Jing retires and you become the director, you won't be able to let me bark like a dog unless you are lying on the hospital bed."

Su Qing didn't say anything, she just remembered the side effects of the medicine.

"Risperidone: apathy, difficulty in ejaculation; chlorpromazine hydrochloride: feminization of male breasts; haloperidol: feminization of male breasts; carbamazepine: blurred vision..."

Gu Ran remembered that the director couldn't let people imitate the barking of dogs, but there was no problem in using some special drugs without telling the others.

"Su Qing," Chen Ke said with a smile, "If you keep talking, Gu Ran won't even dare to eat or drink in the house."

Su Qing glanced at Gu Ran: "I still have a way to prove that I am mentally ill. Even if you die, I will not break the law. I will continue to live in {Jinghai}, and my mother will allow me to go out for fun at will."

He didn't listen at all and instead continued to threaten!

"Sister Qing, don't be joking, I know you are not that kind of person." Gu Ran is a good man and will never suffer the consequences.

"You have a bright future, you will be my direct descendant from now on." Su Qing's heart-warming face showed appreciation.

"As you command!"

"Is it okay for you to steal the medicine in the institute?"

"...Let's discuss how to bark like a dog." This is more feasible and safer.

Chen Ke laughed as he listened, thinking that these two people might be able to awaken the [spiritual world].

The three people left the office building and entered the housing area.

All the patients were gathered in the lobby, and a slogan was written on the wall of the lobby: [Take the courage to talk - Ohno Yu (psychiatrist, pioneer of cognitive action therapy in Japan)]

Group therapy sessions are occasionally held here.

But not this time, six patients were playing cards.

"The doctor is here!" The old tug-of-war man looked panicked, as if he had seen the police.

"What the heck are you afraid of!" The fantasy writer was not afraid at all, "One more picture!"

As the dealer, the real estate aunt dealt a card, and the fantasy writer immediately yelled: "Fuck!"

His cards blew up.

Gu Ran took a look and saw six people playing blackjack, which is blackjack.

Using 52 cards except kings and kings, the goal is to make the sum of the cards in your hand no more than 21 and as large as possible.

The real estate aunt took away the fantasy writer's bet - 3 melon seeds.

Chen Ke looked at Liu Xiaoting. It was Liu Xiaoting's turn to speak or not. She was concentrating on thinking, just like Cheng Xin in "The Three-Body Problem" deciding whether to activate the gravitational wave transmitter.

Gu Ran said to the fantasy writer: "Why do you always say dirty words?"

"I am a local writer. How can I be considered a local writer if I don't use swear words?"

"..."

This caused a considerable mental impact on the two new doctors, and its power was comparable to the Pokémon's [Future Prediction] with a power of 120.

"You fucking apologize to local writers all over the world!" Gu Ran couldn't help but said.

The handsome young doctor said this, which was equivalent to "look at me", which immediately attracted the attention of all female doctors and nurses.

The fantasy writer took out his mobile phone: "If you still don't believe it, see for yourself! Look at this guy, does he look familiar? Is he famous? Look at what he wrote, 'Fuck this old guy to death'. If you look at this piece of shit again, the character speaks, It must end with verbally raping someone else’s mother.”

"...Forget it about these people, but you can at least apologize to some local writers."

The fantasy writer didn't want to pay attention to him at all, but suddenly he said enthusiastically: "Little brother, do you have melon seeds?"

"No."

"Then you use your beauty to trick me into getting some. Here, those nurses have it." The phantom-smelling writer pointed at the nurses basking in the sun nearby.

Several female nurses were already hesitating whether to give the melon seeds in their hands to Gu Ran.

"Young man, come here, Auntie will give it to you." The real estate aunt took Gu Ran's hand, touched his hand, and gave him a handful of melon seeds.

Gu Ran: "..."

Su Qing, Chen Ke, and the female nurses laughed.

"Sit down and play together?" Liu Xiaoting, who had decided not to play cards, came back to her senses and asked Gu Ran to sit down, "Ake, and Dr. Su, you guys are coming too."

She divided her few chips into two parts.

"Okay." Su Qing sat down directly with her long legs, "Auntie, remember to deal my cards next time."

"If there are melon seeds, the cards will be dealt." The real estate aunt had a businesslike expression.

Chen Ke and Gu Ran also sat down.

"Brother, give me two pills, just two pills!" the fantasy writer begged, "I promise to give you four pills in return!"

"Doctor Gu, don't believe him, he owes us hundreds of pills." said a cute little nurse.

"It's not like I won't pay you back. I said I'll pay you back if I win. It's not like I didn't win!" The fantasy writer looked like a humiliated Kong Yiji, blushing loudly.

Then he said to Gu Ran in a low voice: "Handsome guy, just two, if not, just one, okay? I'll buy you a box of Cha Cha melon seeds next time you go out!"

Before the card game was over, Gu Ran was bored with waiting, so he asked him: "So addicted to gambling? Can we come back next time when we have melon seeds?"

"The bet next time may not be melon seeds. What if I change it to chocolate? I don't eat chocolate." said the fantasy writer.

"Will the bets be changed?"

"Change it, the bets are all decided by drawing lots after the show, otherwise what's the point of everyone collecting a box of melon seeds?"

Gu Ran nodded, it was indeed boring.

"Handsome guy, handsome guy, handsome guy~" the fantasy writer called softly.

Gu Ran smiled and gave him five pills.

The fantasy writer smiled happily and glanced at Gu Ran's job badge: "Gu Ran? I remember you and will write you in the next book."

"No need." Gu Ran didn't want to be a character in a novel about someone who verbally raped someone else's mother.

""Zuo Zhuan: The Twenty-Fourth Year of Duke Xiang" says: 'The Supreme Being has established virtues, followed by meritorious service, and then has established words. Even if they are not abolished for a long time, this is called immortality.', I thank you, write to you, and let you Immortal."

"If you really want to thank me, just don't mention me in the book." Gu Ran said.

"Deal the cards!" Su Qing tapped her slender fingers on the table.

The last round is over, and the real estate aunt takes all the hits.

The fantasy writer immediately sat down, thanking him or not, it didn't matter whether he was gambling or not.

"Place a bet," said the real estate aunt who ate a lot of melon seeds again.

Su Qing took two pills, Chen Ke took one pill, and Liu Xiaoting took two pills;

One pill from insider master Zhao Wenjie;

A grain of tug-of-war old man;

"Discharge soon" - another patient on the third floor - one pill;

The Phantom Smell Writer hesitated for a moment, pressed a pill, and prepared to lose slowly and play for a while longer;

Gu Ran glanced at his chips and placed five chips.

"Xiaoran is very confident in herself." The real estate aunt said with a smile while dealing cards with a technique as skillful as a bunny girl dealer.

Gu Ran smiled and said: "People call him Liangcheng's gambling doctor."

"Don't embarrass the doctor." Su Qing scolded.

After a few hands of cards, Su Qing was dumbfounded and willingly changed her tune: "Doctor Gu, you are a gambling doctor."

Gu Ran won the small mountain of melon seeds, and the fantasy writer almost knelt down and shouted "Master".

"You can't leave if you win!" The real estate aunt was very reluctant.

"Go on." Gu Ran allocated a batch of melon seeds to the real estate aunt, "This is what you lent me before, fifty-seven."

The real estate aunt stared at the fifty-seven melon seeds.

"This paragraph is good." The fantasy writer suddenly said, his expression was thoughtful, and he actually had a bit of a literary temperament.

Su Qing supported her head with her left hand and played with melon seeds with her right hand. Her eyes fell on Gu Ran with a slight smile.

Her elegant look made the melon seeds in her hand seem like real chips.

Gu Ran kept his upper body farther away from her, feeling that her eyes seemed to be looking at her promising son. She was such a scary and weird woman.

"Come and place your bets!" The real estate aunt rolled up her sleeves, like a peasant woman picking up a hoe, and used her card skills to hit everyone on the head one by one, causing them to lose blood.

While the cards were being dealt, old man Bahai suddenly shouted, scaring the nurse into thinking he was ill.

"Police! The police are here! Run!"

The fantasy writer roared angrily: "What the hell are you doing? We play cards seriously and don't break the law. We're afraid of the fucking police!"

The police are really here.

The apple-faced front desk officer was accompanied by two police officers and a man in everyday clothes but with the air of a criminal.

Real policemen and fantasy writers are not afraid either.

He stood up, pointed at the policeman and said: "If you want to arrest me, I am mentally ill. Believe it or not, I will whip you... This is a good paragraph, Xiaohui!"

The nurse named Li Hui presented a notebook and pen, and the fantasy writer wrote furiously, chanting:

"Today, a policeman came to the yard. I thought he was probably here to crack down on gangsters, so I decided to fuck him. After some thought, I chose the toilet paper I had secretly hid yesterday to wipe my buttocks with as a weapon. Standing on the corridor, I saw Tiaozi was really powerful, damn he was 1.9 meters tall, but I wasn't afraid. I took out the paper and yelled at him: "You old man, you dare to come and check me, I can't kill you!" Tiaozi actually wanted to fight back, the doctor was so He had suffered a lot while holding something in his mouth and knew how powerful I was, so he hurriedly shouted: "Comrade policeman, he is mentally ill and likes to play with shit! "As soon as the police officer heard about my reputation, he immediately became afraid and turned around and ran away. I was very happy to have driven away the evil forces and gave the doctor the most invincible weapon in the world. I followed him and found that the quack doctor threw away the paper and the dog Damn it, I remember it, I will come to get you when I have new weapons..."

After the two police comrades saw that he was really mentally ill, they stopped arguing with him.

Su Qing whispered to both sides: "Come on."

The guardians on the left and right—Gu Ran and Chen Ke—immediately became energetic.

The three stood up.

When Gu Ran got up, he put the melon seeds he won into the pocket of his white coat, hoping to gamble next time.

The cute apple-faced nurse said: "Dr. Su, two policemen have sent a patient to determine whether he has mental illness. The director has ordered that your team be responsible."

Su Qing looked at the two policemen.

There were two policemen, one male and one female. The male policeman was a little surprised by Su Qing, so he saluted the female policeman half a beat later.

"Hello." Su Qing nodded.

"Hello." The female police officer introduced herself, "We are the police from Yongguang Police Station in Chunhai District. We are bringing a suspect here this time. The suspect claims to have mental illness. We hope {Jinghai} can help check him out."

Su Qing looked at the suspect, raised her chin and asked him: "What's the disease?"

The suspect answered honestly: "Voyeurism."

"What disease?" The phantom writer came over to interview like a reporter, holding a pen and notebook.

Su Qing glanced at nurse Li Hui.

Nurse Li Hui took away the notebook: "Confiscated."

"Hey!" The fantasy writer's lips curled up as if caught by a fishhook, and he chased after Li Hui.

Su Qing put her hands in her pockets, her posture was calm, and her tone was calm: "Voyeurism is a psychological disease."

"Let me tell you! I'm Baidu!" the suspect said immediately.

Su Qing said: "The treatment is also very simple. You can use cognitive behavioral therapy or aversion therapy... I have a request and hope that the police comrades will cooperate."

"Cooperate?" The policewoman was frowning because the suspect was really mentally ill.

"Patients with voyeurism generally do not receive active treatment because they can get pleasure from it. I hope the police punish him severely so that the patient can make up his mind to cooperate with us and receive psychological treatment."

"What?" The suspect was stunned.

Why did he say he was mentally ill? Don’t you just want to avoid being imprisoned?

Waiting to be admitted to {Jinghai}, as mental patients, wouldn't the nurses, female patients, and female doctors here...

Turns out being locked up is one of the treatments?

"I'm just kidding." Su Qing smiled brightly.

Gu Ran knew that the devil was coming.

Sure enough, Su Qing continued:

"Voyeurism is a mental illness, but it cannot be certified as a mental disorder. It is just a simple psychological disorder and can be punished by any law. Also, he claims to be mentally ill and wants to avoid punishment. This should be aggravating. His crime?"

"Of course!" the policewoman laughed.

Su Qing said to the patient again: "I say this all for your own good, so that you can suffer more, make up your mind to treat the disease, and make a good change. Maybe you can cure your disease without a doctor and save a lot of money." "

"You——" the suspect punched in anger.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Gu Ran grabbed the suspect's wrist and twisted it gently.

"Ah, ah, ah -!" The suspect screamed one after another, and slowly squatted down under the severe pain.

"You're still not honest!" The male policeman was furious. He pressed his knee down on the suspect like a pig and locked him up.

"Comrade doctor, thank you!" The policewoman was frightened and sweated all over.

"Little things." Gu Ran said with a smile, "When I was in school, I often competed with classmates who played patients. I was used to it. At that time, we liked to attack our classmates with sudden illnesses."

Everyone: "..."

The policewoman took another look at Gu Ran: 'Huh? So handsome? '

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"Private Diary": August 2nd, sunny, gambling in the hospital.

The first patient in my life was voyeurism, which is really interesting.

"Doctor's Diary": I received a voyeuristic patient, which is not considered a mental illness. At best, it can only be said to be a psychological disorder.

Ordinary people who are seriously troubled by this disease can go to a psychological clinic in advance to avoid going to jail in the future.

Found that gambling can bring people closer to their patients.

I know a little bit about gambling, and because of the professional habits of a psychologist, I am better at observing other people's emotions than ordinary people. Gambling may also be one of my therapies. During the process of playing cards, I successfully started consultations with patients.