Chapter 1254

"Evil?" Chang Yue's words were somewhat disdainful, but after only one sentence, he realized that his attitude was somewhat preconceived and impolite, so he stopped.

"Yes." The patient's daughter didn't care, but smiled bitterly, and then said, "five years ago, my father had a stroke and ordered medicine for a period of time. The effect was also good, but then a strange thing happened during training in the rehabilitation ward."

The office was quiet and sunny in the afternoon, but the patient's daughter spoke with a gloomy tone. Chang Yue suddenly felt a little cold.

She took a look, stood up and sat next to Zheng Ren.

President Zheng has a strong Yang Qi. Even if there are some strange things, he will be fine with him. Chang Yue subconsciously thinks so.

"One night, I was in the rehabilitation ward with my father." The patient's daughter slowly recalled, "in the middle of the night, I heard a creaking sound from the hospital bed, like grinding my teeth. I didn't pay attention, so I thought my father was asleep."

"But before long, the sound of breathing changed. I felt my father breathing hard, but I couldn't catch his breath."

Chang Yue carefully moved to Zheng Ren's side.

"It frightened me at that time. I thought it was an aggravation of my condition." The patient's daughter said, "but when I turn on the light, I see my father's hand, which is inconvenient to move due to a stroke, is pinched on his neck. It can be used. He pinches his neck purple. His face is red and will die at any time."

Chang Yue was stunned. She looked at the appearance of the patient's family and made sure she didn't lie.

But the more it is, the more terrible it is.

In a trance, Chang Yue seemed to be brought to that gloomy and terrible night. The patient is lying on the hospital bed, a hand with inconvenient movement seems to be reinvigorated, trying to strangle himself

Strangle yourself.

Er... This kind of scene is really weird. For a moment, Chang Yue felt that the sunshine outside seemed to be much darker, and the whole office was gloomy.

The evil things attached to the patient seem to be wandering around, dark and terrible. It's not there, but it's everywhere.

Liu zewei frowned and his eyelids kept beating. Hands tightly grasp pants, nail bed pale.

"After turning on the light, it seems that the thing has gone." The patient's daughter now recalls that she still feels scared, pale and helpless.

"And then?" Chang Yue immediately asked.

The more you are afraid, the more you want to know what happened.

People are the same. Otherwise, why do those ghost films sell well? Otherwise, why do tomb raiders and haunted novels sell so well?

"I hurried to call people... I was afraid." The patient's daughter shrank into the chair, as if it would feel a little safe.

"Call doctors and nurses, and they are all frightened. Later, I heard the little nurse say that people died in this room." The patient's daughter whispered.

Then she looked around timidly, as if a ghost was following her.

Zheng Ren smiled.

Which hospital bed hasn't died? Except for some rare departments, the vast majority of departments are dead.

There are many patients with hospice care, serious emergency and unable to rescue.

Once upon a time, in the first hospital of Haicheng City, it was said that there was a chair in the chest department. Patients with advanced lung cancer could not lie down. Many people sat on that chair and finally died of multiple organ failure.

The doctor was not afraid, but the nurse never dared to sit in that chair.

"And then?" Chang Yue broke Zheng Ren's memory and continued to ask.

"Later, I found several people to break it, but it didn't work." The patient's daughter said, "but my father's' hand 'seems to be only interested in his neck. He just wants to strangle himself. It doesn't hurt us."

"A man said that when my father was young, he hurt a great immortal who became Jing, and there was a spirit left by the great immortal. So..." the more she said, the more frightened she was, and her body began to shake involuntarily.

Chang Yue's big eyes are big again. They used to be big. Now they look like cartoon characters.

I don't know if such a big eye will see a bigger perspective. For a moment, Zheng Ren was distracted again.

"Then I thought about tying my hands. I can't have people staring 24 hours a day." The patient's daughter continued, "later, as long as my father was alone, he tied his hand, and no similar thing happened again."

Chang Yue held her hand tightly. It was obvious that she was frightened.

"Doctor, I'm not abusing my father, really not." The patient's daughter said wrongfully.

"It's okay, I know." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "you've worked hard these years."

A good word, three spring warm, the patient's daughter looked at Zheng Ren with tears.

"Go back. We don't have any taboos. You don't have to worry. It's the same to treat patients and save people." Zheng Ren smiled.

The patient's daughter thanked again and again and finally left the office.

"Zheng Zong..."

"Boss Zheng..."

Chang Yue and Liu zewei said together.

"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Ren still said with a smile: "it's not haunted. It's all senior intellectuals. Why do you think so?"

"Newton and Einstein finally..." Chang Yue whispered.

Zheng Ren feels that Chang Yue and Su Yun have been together for a long time, and they are becoming more and more sophisticated.

"Boss Zheng, what is the patient's disease?" Liu zewei's face is also somewhat ugly. It's hard not to think of that when he thinks that patients always have to strangle themselves.

"Have you seen the 1964 Stanley Kubrick film Dr. Strangelove?" Zheng Ren did not answer Liu zewei's question, but threw out a new question.

"Dr. strange?" Chang Yue asked with big eyes.

"No, it's Dr. Strangelove." Zheng Ren saw their faces and knew they hadn't seen them. Also, not many people have seen the old film in 1964.

"Dr. qi'ai has this disease. He often performs military salutes with his right hand uncontrollably. Therefore, this disease is also called Dr. qi'ai syndrome in addition to being called heterohandism."

"Heterohandism?" Liu zewei seems to have some impression, but he can't remember it anyway.

"Heterohandism is an unusual neurological disorder. The patient's hand seems to be controlled by another person. The causes include left and right brain segmentation, brain surgery, cerebrovascular disease or infectious disease." Zheng Rendao: "it has been reported that cerebral infarction is a major predisposing factor. However, it is not clear what part of the brain is damaged and will induce heterohandism."

"Well..." Chang Yue hesitated and asked, "why don't you explain it to the patient's family?"