Chapter 112 Li Jingshen, Do You Regret It?
The next morning, Su Miao invited a psychiatrist to see Shen Zhichu. She had gone home last night and didn't know that Shen Zhichu had auditory hallucinations.
It was not until the psychiatrist came in that the nurse who was taking care of Shen Zhichu told Su Miao about what happened last night.
Su Miao had a blank expression on her face, but her lips were tightly pursed.
At this moment, there were only the psychologist and Shen Zhichu in the ward. Even Li Jingshen was asked to come out and wait quietly for the results.
Half an hour later, hoarse cries were heard from inside.
Shen Zhichu's illness relapsed.
This time the psychiatrist did not give her a sedative. Instead, he tied her to the bed and stuffed a towel in her mouth to prevent her from biting herself and to protect her throat.
Li Jingshen's heart tightened for a moment, and without thinking, he pushed the door open and rushed in.
"What are you doing!" Seeing Shen Zhichu tied up on the bed, the veins on Li Jingshen's forehead throbbed.
The psychiatrist explained: "Miss Shen's condition has relapsed. If she doesn't do this, she will hurt herself."
"Why don't you give her a tranquilizer?"
The doctor was somewhat helpless. "Have you ever seen anyone inject sedatives several times a day? Too much of that stuff can damage the brain nerves. Her nerves are already very fragile. It's better to let her vent like this."
Li Jingshen was stunned. He stared at Shen Zhichu who was struggling on the bed with red eyes. She was obviously in so much pain but her eyes were so dull, like a robot.
Li Jingshen wanted to walk over and touch her, he raised his toes and then retracted them, suppressing the desire in his heart.
Su Miao stood at the door and looked at Shen Zhichu, then at Li Jingshen who was standing there without saying a word. After Li Jingshen came out, she opened her mouth and asked, "Do you regret it?"
What are you regretting? Li Jingshen pursed his lips and didn't answer.
Su Miao sneered. He knew in his heart that he didn't regret it, but what was the point of regretting it? Guilt and self-blame were the most worthless things in the world.
Shen Zhichu struggled for ten minutes and finally fell exhausted on the bed, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath and gradually calming down.
The doctor opened the door and said, "Family of the patient, please come with me."
Li Jingshen hesitated for a moment, watched Su Miao enter the ward, and then followed the doctor to his office.
"Is the patient your wife?" the psychiatrist asked casually.
"Um."
"She is now suffering from moderate depression and schizophrenia, and is experiencing hallucinations."
He roughly knew the result last night, but when the psychiatrist told him the diagnosis in person, he still found it hard to accept. It was like a bolt from the blue.
"You need to tell me in detail what happened before she became ill, such as what you did to her and what you said to her." Shen Zhichu was seriously ill. He was silent and screaming, completely losing his mind.
Li Jingshen had no choice but to tell the psychiatrist everything that had happened.
After the doctor heard this, only two words came to his mind: "Beast!" He suspected that Shen Zhichu had dug up his family's ancestral grave in his previous life, which was why he was bullied by him in this life.
"A woman is at her most vulnerable right after a miscarriage, and you actually brought another woman in front of her to force her to give birth to a child and give it to someone else to raise?!" What on earth was this man thinking?
Li Jingshen said with a cold face: "I was so angry at the time. I didn't expect her to be so fragile."
The doctor's heart choked at his harsh words. He paused before saying, "Whether she's fragile or not is not a reason for you to bully her. To be honest, she's in a very bad condition right now. What you said to her has caused her great harm."
Li Jingshen couldn't imagine what kind of pain Shen Zhichu was suffering at this moment. He was born superior to others and was used to having everything go smoothly, so he couldn't empathize with others.
He thought Shen Zhichu's pain was just a puddle, but when he approached and lay down in it, he realized that this puddle could drown a person.
"Right now, the patient has locked herself in a dark room. I can't communicate with her normally, so I can only try hypnosis. Do you agree?"
Li Jingshen hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
The psychologist took a deep breath, took out a form from the drawer and asked Li Jingshen to fill it out.
While Li Jingshen was filling out the form, he entered the patient's information into the computer and prescribed some medicine, mainly to soothe nerves and relieve stress.
After Li Jingshen filled out the form, the psychologist confirmed that there was no problem, stamped it, tore off the bottom page and handed it to him.
"Go to the pharmacy and get some medicine. Less injection of tranquilizer."
After knowing what Shen Zhichu's current situation was, the psychologist's words calmed Li Jingshen down a little.
Li Jingshen took the prescription and went to the pharmacy to queue up to buy the medicine without delay. The daily dosage was written on the medicine box.
After Li Jingshen returned, he found Su Miao standing in the corridor, surrounded by five or six people, including patients and their families, who seemed to be anxiously discussing something with Su Miao.
Su Miao's plain baby face cracked in a rare way.
Li Jingshen didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't hear the voices clearly from a distance. It was not until he got closer that he heard that the people were discussing Shen Zhichu.
Seeing Li Jingshen coming over, one of the middle-aged women walked up to him quickly and asked, "Are you a family member of the patient in this room?"
Li Jingshen's expression remained calm: "What's wrong?"
"What else?" Unexpectedly, the man sneered, "She's going crazy in the middle of the night, disturbing everyone's peace. I don't know if her attack will hurt anyone. She should be admitted to the hospital that corresponds to her illness. The psychiatric ward is in the building next door."
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