Chapter 1163: What a Big Cat

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In a hospital, a psychiatric patient suggests that another psychiatric doctor is a ghost. Does this prove that they suffer from mental illness?

In the eyes of normal people, the patient who said that the doctor is a ghost must have a problem, but Chen Gebing didn't think so. He subconsciously thought that what the patient said was worth pondering, that is to say, he subconsciously felt that Dr. Gao had a problem .

The brain started to hurt again. Chen Ge gritted his teeth. He is at a loss now. His way of thinking is obviously different from normal people. Is he really sick?

It is very difficult for a stubborn person to admit that he has a mental illness, because once he admits that he is ill, it will directly subvert his original worldview.

When both the world view and cognitive thinking change, a person becomes no longer himself.

Without further in-depth thinking, Chen Ge emptied his mind, and he did not take the initiative to recall previous memories.

The pain gradually weakened, and within twenty-four hours from coma to waking up, Chen Ge had mastered a way to avoid the pain.

And this is when he has lost most of his memory and everything is based on instinct.

Sitting on the bench, Chen Ge, who had adjusted his state, turned his head and glanced at Dr. Gao. He was surprised to find that Dr. Gao was looking at him at this time.

That sharp gaze stared straight into Chen Ge's eyes, as if he could directly pierce his skin and see the thoughts in his head, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"Among psychiatrists, there is a saying that patients should not think deeply about anything they say. We just need to believe in scientific data, observe clear pathological changes, and prescribe the right medicine for treatment." Gao said. The doctor said slowly: "This is not only responsible for the patient, but also responsible for myself."

"That patient seems to be able to see ghosts? Doctor Gao, do you think there are really ghosts in the world?" Chen Ge knew that Doctor Gao had discovered something, so he just said it casually to change the subject, but let him Unexpectedly, when he asked the question of whether there are ghosts in the world, a sharp pain came from the depths of his brain again! It seems that this question has been asked him before!

The sudden severe pain made Chen Ge cover his head, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain.

Doctor Gao next to him quickly grabbed Chen Ge's hand: "Breathe according to the method I taught you!"

Three or four minutes later, Chen Ge finally calmed down, and Dr. Gao put the medicine bottle back into his pocket. He originally planned to feed Chen Ge two more pills.

"Did you recall any bad memories just now?"

"kindness.

"Chen Ge nodded, he would not deliberately underestimate the IQ of others, so he did not directly deny: "I seem to have seen ghosts before, and I have seen all kinds of ghosts. "

"This is normal. You imagine yourself as the owner of a haunted house, and your employees are all kinds of ghosts." Dr. Gao pointed to the garden fence: "The root of all these fantasies is the haunted house in Xinhai Paradise. Your subconscious Substitute yourself into the identity of the actress. The management of the haunted house is bleak, and a large number of employees leave, so you imagine that there are real ghosts in the world, and let all kinds of real ghosts be actors to solve the problem of insufficient manpower for you. .”

"impossible……"

"Why did the staff at the haunted house leave?"

"Because there are too few tourists, wages cannot be paid."

"Using real ghosts as employees, do you need to pay them the money used by living people as wages?"

"It doesn't seem to be necessary."

"This is the root of your fantasy." Dr. Gao helped Chen Ge onto the chair: "You have everything in your imagination, but nothing has changed in reality. You can still only hide behind the window and peep at that actress. And she is still facing the risk of closing down the haunted house due to poor management.”

Dr. Gao sighed: "Do you know what I am most worried about now?"

"What are you worried about?" Chen Ge didn't understand.

"I'm worried that in the near future, the haunted house will really close down, and you may never see the actress again."

Hearing Dr. Gao's words, Chen Ge's heart twitched fiercely.

"This is the reality. It never changes according to someone's will. When the wind blows, the grass falls to both sides. You think you are the wind, but in fact we are all grass." Dr. Gao's voice was calm with a hint of sadness: "I I don't want to puncture your beautiful fantasy, but I know that if that haunted house closes down, you may lose your last thoughts, which may cause your condition to suddenly deteriorate."

Chen Ge didn't speak. Dr. Gao understood Chen Ge's contradictory mood: "What you have to do now is not to immerse yourself in the fantasy you woven, but to bravely go out and start a new life. Instead of waiting until the haunted house closes down, you Her condition has deteriorated, and she can no longer leave the hospital. Why don't you cooperate with our treatment, recover as soon as possible, and then leave this hospital to find her. "

Everything Dr. Gao said made sense, and he considered the problem from Chen Ge's point of view. It seemed that it was all for Chen Ge's good.

"Is my past really just a fantasy?" When Chen Ge thought of the closing of the haunted house, he would feel an inexplicable pain in his heart. This kind of pain was different from physical pain. It was indescribable, but it hurt deeply.

"Actually, you should have understood that there are countless images in reality in your fantasy story, and have you noticed that there are several psychiatrists and psychiatrists in your story? They have carried out your entire story, everywhere At the point where your story turns, do you think it's really a coincidence?"

"Isn't it?" Chen Ge's eyes were a little dazed. There are indeed several mental hospitals in his fragmented memory, and every doctor seems to have his own story, all of which are very important people.

It was a doctor in a white coat who killed me when I was young, the president of the association was Dr. Gao, and the friend entrusted by my parents to take care of me was Dr. Chen. There seemed to be another... Dr. Fang?

The brain suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle, Chen Ge shuddered, and he just held on.

"The turning point of those doctors happened to be when we intervened in your treatment. Your fantasy is actually a continuation of reality, and you will gradually realize it." Dr. Gao chatted with Chen Ge for a while, and then it seemed that Something happened in other wards. After feeding Chen Ge two pills, he left in a hurry and left Chen Ge alone in the hospital garden.

"I really want to go to that haunted house." After swallowing the pills, Chen Ge's thinking became dull, the painful feeling was much less, time seemed to slow down, and the sleepiness gradually rose: "This kind of life and the story Compared with a horrible life, it is indeed more comfortable."

As time went by, the outdoor temperature gradually increased, and there were a lot fewer doctors and patients, and there was no one around Chen Ge.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the flowers, and Chen Ge slowly turned his head to look there.

The flower stems were squeezed open, and a cat's head protruded from the flowers.

This cat is all white, and the color of the two eyes is not the same. When it saw Chen Ge, it immediately ran over and jumped onto Chen Ge's lap.

The white cat held down the plastered leg, and Chen Ge grinned in pain: "What a big cat."

This cat may be because of its special breed, it is twice the size of a normal domestic cat, and it is lifeless.

More importantly, this cat has no self-knowledge at all, and is very skillful in wanting to climb on Chen Ge's shoulders.

Holding the white cat with both hands, Chen Ge put it on the chair next to him: "Why is there a cat in the hospital? Is it a stray cat from outside?"

Chen Ge stared at the cat with big eyes and small eyes. The cat's eyes were very spiritual, containing many different emotions.

"Your master doesn't want you?" Chen Ge said to the white cat. What he didn't expect was that doubts appeared in the cat's eyes after he said this.

"Really? Fake? Did I read it wrong? Why do I feel like this cat is making eye contact with me?" Chen Ge muttered to himself, looking harmless to humans and animals.

The white cat tilted its head and looked at Chen Ge for a long time, a cunning flashed in its eyes, it jumped up suddenly, swung its cat's paw and hit Chen Ge on the back of the head, and then it seemed to be worried about Chen Ge's revenge, and rushed out for a long time.

Sitting on the chair, Chen Ge was dumbfounded. He covered the back of his head: "I'm twenty-six years old, and I was hit on the back of the head by a cat?"

The white cat hid in the flowers a few meters away and looked at Chen Ge, and the doubts in its eyes deepened a lot.

"If I hadn't put a plaster cast on my leg, you would be finished now." Chen Ge's drowsiness caused by taking the medicine has long since dissipated. He is very energetic now. Looking at the white cat in front of him, he still has a special sense of familiarity, but also Just being familiar, he doesn't have any cat-related memory fragments in his mind, and this cat doesn't seem to have ever existed, whether in the stories he wove or in reality.

In other words, the memory fragments in his mind are only related to people, not cats.

Hearing Chen Ge's threats, the white cat was not only not afraid, but even ran back.

"You are so courageous." Chen Ge looked at the confused eyes of the white cat, and he himself felt strange. The cat seemed to know him: "Are you a stray cat I raised before my accident? Or when I was hospitalized?" Feed you often?"

The white cat couldn't speak, and when it realized that Chen Ge really didn't remember it, the light in its eyes dimmed. It ran around Chen Ge, and kept rubbing its head against Chen Ge's calf.

"Stop rubbing, with such great strength, don't crack the plaster for me." Chen Ge hugged the white cat to his knees. He looked at the white cat's different-colored eyes, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger. , but just can't remember.

Xu could see that something was wrong with Chen Ge. The white cat kept barking and biting Chen Ge's trousers, as if trying to lure Chen Ge somewhere.

Leaning on crutches, Chen Ge stood up and followed the white cat towards the depths of the garden. They crossed the entire hospital garden and came to the hospital fence.

On the other side of the road is the West Park of Xinhai Paradise. The white cat got out from the gap in the railing and looked at Chen Ge.

"You want me to leave with you? You want me to leave this hospital?"

Chen Ge looked at the two-meter-high fence and shook his head.

Now his body is very weak, one leg is still in plaster, and it is difficult for him to walk. It is impossible for him to climb over the two-meter-high fence.

Seeing that Chen Ge was about to go back, the white cat got in again and bit his pants, but didn't let go.

About five minutes later, footsteps were heard in the distance, and the white cat let go of its mouth, got out of the fence and escaped.

"Chen Ge? What are you doing here?" Doctor Gao stood behind Chen Ge.

"I want to see that paradise up close. If I'm lucky enough, maybe I can see her." There was a trace of expectation in Chen Ge's eyes. His reasons were reasonable, and Dr. Gao didn't doubt it.

"We should go back."

"OK."

Chen Ge followed Doctor Gao. He took a few steps, and then looked back at the fence. The cat was hiding in the bushes outside the fence, with half of its head exposed, and its strange eyes were staring at Chen Ge.

Back in the ward, Chen Ge saw Zuo Han still lying on his side on the hospital bed, and his posture didn't even change.

"Didn't you go to eat?" Chen Ge felt that he was born to be a warm man, even if he lost part of his memory, he would still instinctively care about strangers.

"I'm not hungry." Zuo Han sat up from the bed, opened the door of the ward a little, and he was relieved when he saw no one outside: "Where did the doctor take you this morning? Did he treat you? Hypnotized? Or did he force you to take some medicine?"

"We went to sit in the garden. Doctor Gao seemed to have other business and left suddenly." Chen Ge sat on his bed with a smile on his mouth: "By the way, I also encountered a very interesting thing today. The thing is, there is a stray cat in the hospital, it is very clingy to me, as if it is my cat."

"Stray cats are the most vigilant, and they won't stick to a stranger specifically. That cat may really be related to you." Zuo Han unzipped the zipper on the back of the pillow, and took out a few pieces of shredded paper from inside. It seems to write something: "Animals are sometimes more reliable than humans, because they don't have complicated emotions, and more often they act according to instinct."

"But I don't have the memory of that cat at all. To be precise, the memories in my mind are all fragments. Just thinking about the past will give me a headache."

Chen Ge's words resonated with Zuo Han. He put down his pillow and walked quietly to Chen Ge's side: "You are in the same situation as me. Although my memory is not missing, there are logic errors in my memory!"

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that my memory has been tampered with! Damn it! I am familiar with this feeling! I don't know why!" Zuo Han said viciously: "There are some contradictory details in my memory. People probably thought that this was the first time I encountered such a thing, so he was careless, he didn't know that I even doubted my own memory!"

"Brother, although your various symptoms are indeed similar to persecution delusions, I still think you are very powerful." Chen Ge felt that Zuo Han had a special temperament. Compared with Zuo Han, he seemed too mediocre.

"Don't say that. I've inquired about that white medicine. Not everyone can take it. Occasionally, the doctor will feed them some powder when the patient loses control. What about you? Two tablets at a time, three times a day? I doubt this The hospital is trying to kill you with drugs!" Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge with fear.

"probably not."

"Forget it, I'm just reminding you, and please pay attention, it's better not to talk during the day, because walls have ears." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he lay on his side on the bed again. He still didn't take off his shoes, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

After eating a meal at noon, Chen Ge received psychological counseling from Dr. Gao in the afternoon, and continued to feed the medicine, and his illness did not recur.

This is the end of a peaceful and beautiful day, and the sky is slowly getting dark.

After taking the medicine, Chen Ge fell asleep early, and around midnight, he was woken up by Zuo Han.

"What's wrong?"

"Hush." ​​Zuo Han pointed to the door of the ward, motioning Chen Ge to listen carefully.

Lying on the door, Chen Ge listened with all his ears. A man's screams could be vaguely heard in the corridor. He seemed to be repeating the word ghost.

"Zhang toast?"

"You know him?"

"I met once during the day, and he grabbed my hand and yelled ghost, ghost, ghost at me." Chen Ge told Zuo Han what happened during the day.

"He is in pain now, and the hospital is obviously using some kind of method to torture him." Zuo Han frowned: "It is impossible for the hospital to torture him for no reason, it must be because he made a mistake."

After speaking, Zuo Han looked at Chen Ge: "Could it be because he leaked the secret to you? Isn't this hospital really full of ghosts?"