Chapter 292

Tell his father about his escape?

As soon as lipped thought of his father's temper, he could not help shivering. If his father knew, he would send someone to arrest him immediately. At that time, he would not run away with a beating. Maybe he would be locked in the stockade all his life.

Give him a break!

Seeing his advice, Miao Xinxin snorted: "since you know you're afraid, you can tell where azab is right away!"

"I I really can't tell you! " Liped's face turned into a mourning face, and he had no choice. Azabu had already warned him that he could not tell Miao Xinxin about his whereabouts anyway, and Miao Xinxin threatened him with his father. He was not flattered at both ends, and neither side was human.

"Do you want to be taken back to the stockade?" Miao Xinxin is not smiling.

Lipped showed a smile worse than crying. He suddenly felt the impulse to die. "I'm innocent. It's none of my business for you to find him. I don't want to be skinned and beaten by him. You have to find him by yourself!"

With that, no matter how ugly Miao Xinxin's face was, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away. If he didn't run at this time, he would not have to run.

Said, Kuang Ziming broke up with him. Do not say, Miao Xinxin will torture him, let him want to live and die.

So he is still thirty-six stratagems, leaving is the best stratagem.

"Asshole! You stop for me Miao Xinxin saw that lipped ran away. She was so angry that she yelled to catch up with him. She finally found lipped's whereabouts. How could she let him go easily.

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When Li Yifan returned to the hospital, the examination of Kuang Ziming's four members had finally come to an end.

"All right! Let's stop here for the time being. Let's all have dinner! " After the examination, cangxuande asked everyone to rest.

The food ordered by the hotel was delivered. After a meal and a period of rest, the people in the mental hospital finally sent the patient over.

"Finally," Cang Xuande hurriedly went out to meet him, "Dean Bai, how can we get to now?"

"Hey, it's not that there's a delay on the road. You don't know it. It's hard to manage people," Bai Hua said helplessly, pointing at the noisy patient over there.

Cang Xuande turned around and saw that two nurses helped a man out of the car. The man's mouth was vague, shouting and shouting, swearing, and he didn't know what to say. He was very uneasy.

"It's hard for you," Cang Xuande said, understanding that it's normal to be difficult to manage a mental illness.

"I don't want to talk much about it. Let your apprentices finish the examination quickly. They have to send people back and get them out. It's like killing old people," Bai Hua complained.

Cang Xuande nodded and hurriedly directed the two nurses to take them into the hospital.

At this moment, Li Yifan and other people can really see how schizophrenic patients are.

"Well? What's this? "

"Ah A lot of fish, little fish, don't run away... "

"Hehe, hehe..."

The nurse released her hand. As the patient walked, she came up to the person and murmured some incomprehensible words. She looked left and felt right, giggling and jumping.

Like a child of several years old, but also like a senile dementia.

"Well, sit down and don't move!" Looking at the patient's nurse and seeing the patient running around, he was worried again, but the patient was not at ease.

Cang Xuande looked at the patient and asked birch, "old Bai, how many years has this man been ill?"

"It's been 20 years, like the first group of patients in a mental hospital," Bai Hua recalled, shaking her head and sighing. "It's too long for me to remember clearly."

Cang Xuande nodded, "twenty years is a long time, life is not many twenty years."

People with mental illness may not know the significance of living for 20 years.

After feeling, Cang Xuande clapped his hands and said to the five apprentices, "cheer up and listen! This third part of the assessment has been said before, the actual combat. "

The five of them looked at the patient climbing to the medicine cabinet and thought, can they refuse?

"There is no doubt that the patient is schizophrenic, but the specific type needs your own diagnosis, or the same rules as before. As long as it is a reasonable means, you can use it. Whoever can give the most accurate diagnosis will win."

It's very different from the second link. In the second link, doctors and nurses pretend to be mental patients. They all act according to the specific symptoms. If they guess correctly, they will do it.

However, the real mental patients can't answer at all, and they can't say fixed lines with the rehearsed script, let alone have obvious keyword eyes in the lines. The difficulty of diagnosis is no doubt much higher!

"You can start, this time you don't have to come one by one," and Cang Xuande sat aside to watch the play.

After all, in the eyes of the public, mental illness is a disease of Western medicine, and there is no schizophrenia in traditional Chinese medicine.Only Li Yifan knew that psychosis had existed in ancient times, but it was not such a name. Most of them were called Qi and blood stagnation caused by stagnation of meridians.

"What's your name? How do you feel? " Looking at the patient, Bao Zhiming bravely asked.

The patient didn't even look at him. He squatted on the counter with a nervous expression and muttered to himself. Suddenly, he jumped off the counter and jumped on Bao Zhiming.

Dong!

Caught off guard, Bao Zhiming fell to the ground and fell on all fours.

"Ha ha ha! I caught a tiger. I'm so powerful. Hee hee... " The patient was lying on the ground, laughing and looking very proud.

The atmosphere in the hall was very awkward.

Bao Zhiming got up from the ground. His face was blue and red. He wanted to get angry, but he knew that the other party was a psychopath. Anger didn't work at all. He could only blush. His face was bitter and he couldn't tell.

Seeing that Bao Zhiming was hit by a nose of ashes, the other four were also a little bit afraid. They hurriedly stood away for fear that they would not be able to fight back if they were not careful.

"It seems that it's impossible to ask, only to see," Li Yifan frowned and hesitated whether he should go to the patient for a pulse diagnosis, maybe he can find something.

At this time, Yan Zhou and Mao Hai came to the patient, grabbed the patient's hand and began to feel the pulse.

"Who are you?" It's hard to get a normal sentence out of the patient's mouth, but it's only a moment when it's normal, and the next sentence is abnormal again, "there are many terrible people standing behind you, run, they're going to eat you..."

He showed a look of horror and shrank back in great fear.