There is a serious split between the soul and the body.
It's not that the soul has left the body, it's just simply separated.
"I feel like I'm floating? Floating in mid-air?"
"Huh? What are they doing? The guy they tied up looks so familiar!"
"What are they doing? Why are they tying her up? Stop it! Stop it now!"
"Don't force her to take medicine, don't give her an injection..."
"don't want!!!"
I don't want to take medicine!
I don't want an injection!
I'm not sick!
Let me out!
Let me out now!!!
At some point, Gu Qingcheng discovered that her perspective had suddenly changed.
No longer floating in the air, looking down at everything below.
Her gaze instantly shifted downwards, from looking down to looking straight ahead.
And the picture she saw was no longer the "big picture", but only a few busy medical staff in front of her.
Some of them were trying to control the patients, some were holding medicine bottles, and some were adjusting injections.
And the patient they want to control is none other than her!
Gu Qingcheng felt that something was overlooked.
Or maybe her mind was confused and something was terribly wrong.
However, she had an instinct that made her want to escape from it all.
"Let me go! I'm not sick!"
"I'm not crazy! It's Huo Ruqian who harmed me!"
"Huo Ruqian, you bastard, you scumbag! You hurt me! You hurt me!"
"Dad, Mom, come and save me!"
"Woo, woo, I'm fine! I'm really fine, let me out!"
Gu Qingcheng roared madly.
Her eyes were wild and her pupils were out of focus.
By the end of her shouting, she herself didn't know what she was shouting about.
She just kept repeating one sentence: "Let me out! Let me out!"
She was confused when it came to life's philosophical questions like "Who am I?", "Where am I?", and "Why am I like this?"
If the brain can be compared to a machine, then Gu Qingcheng's brain is in a short-circuit state at this moment.
The display screen was full of jumping garbled characters, and there was even a hissing sound of electricity surging.
She wasn't down, but in a very abnormal state of confusion.
There were too many fragments of memories in her mind, but they all seemed to be floating in the air.
She couldn't reach or grasp them, yet she was affected by the fragments.
"It's not like that! I shouldn't be like this!"
"Help me! Someone please help me!"
"I want to get out! Let me out now!"
However, as the sedative was injected into her body, Gu Qingcheng's struggle became weaker and weaker.
Her world finally changed from chaos to tranquility.
“Huh~”
The nurse holding the syringe let out a long breath.
She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, why is bed 19 getting worse?"
"Yeah, he was fine a few days ago and was able to walk around the activity room by himself."
"...Yesterday was visiting day. Her husband came to visit her—"
This sentence sounds fine on the surface.
but--
Looking at the patient who is now in a coma but was desperately trying to go crazy just now, the medical staff are unwilling to believe in conspiracy theories.
But, it’s really scary when you think about it.
Working in a hospital, especially a mental hospital, medical staff truly witness the darkness of the world and the ugliness of human nature.
The patients here are basically those with mental illnesses.
There are women in menopause, students with depression, and men with a family history of the disease.
There are all kinds of people, each with their own misfortunes.
Every patient who comes in will experience resistance, despair, calmness, and then wait for discharge.
Some patients have relatives;
Some have been completely abandoned.
There is true love in the world, but it is also filled with indifference and ruthlessness.
Medical staff have gotten used to it after seeing it so many times.
They force themselves to put away their empathy and refuse to be soft-hearted, otherwise they will collapse before the patient is discharged from the hospital.
However, they couldn't help but feel sympathy for the patient in bed 19.
Especially the doctor in charge of the bed, he still remembers that when bed 19 was first admitted to the hospital, although he also cried wildly, his condition did not seem to be serious.
She wasn't violent, more like she was scared.
Such patients are actually more suitable for a nursing home.
With a quiet and safe environment and professional caregivers, you will be able to recover slowly.
The family conditions of bed 19 should also be very good.
Afford the corresponding costs.
Their public mental health center is actually more suitable for seriously ill patients or those with family difficulties.
They do not have sufficient conditions and can only be forcibly detained here.
Taking medicine and giving injections can force the irritable and chaotic patients to calm down.
This is more of a helpless choice.
There are 19 beds, but there can be more.
But she was sent in anyway.
There are six patients in one ward, with varying degrees of illness.
The entire ward is absolutely airtight, with three doors leading to the outside.
Iron fences, big iron gates... To put it bluntly, it's tighter than a prison.
The key is that the atmosphere is too depressing.
In the corridor outside the ward, there are patients in hospital gowns, talking to themselves or giggling.
In the ward, the newly arrived patients cried day and night and even tried to escape...
confusion!
crazy!
Depressed!
Not to mention patients who already have mental problems, even a mentally healthy person would be driven crazy if he stayed in such an environment!
PS: Mou Sa once went to a ward in a mental health center. There were iron doors everywhere, no mobile phones, no TVs, and no way to communicate with the outside world... It was so depressing!
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