Chapter 567

It's eleven o'clock in the middle of the night in Berlin, Germany.

When Yi Weilin and Yin Mingfang settle down here, Yin Mingfang still can't adapt to the boring life of staying in the villa all day long as a rice bug. In addition, with pregnancy, she suffers from mild prenatal depression.

In a hurry, yiweilin took her to see an authoritative psychiatrist.

After the joint diagnosis of psychiatrists, urban women like Yin Mingfang, who adapt to the fast pace of their career, will feel depressed once they completely put down their work and have nothing else to do, resulting in a sense of powerlessness and uselessness, which eventually leads to depression.

The best way is not to force patients, but to let patients live with their own preferences, will reduce the psychological burden of patients.

After hearing this, Yi Weilin respected her wishes and found a job as a medical assistant in a Chinese funded hospital, even though she was reluctant to give up Yin Mingfang.

Although the problem that Chinese can be used in Chinese hospitals and the language is not clear can be solved, but the work of medical aid has always been very tired, Yin Mingfang is still pregnant, and Yi Weilin is worried.

However, Yin Mingfang was very happy to work and had a good time in the Chinese funded hospital. Even when she is not strong enough, she never complains or flinches.

She's on duty tonight. Just after checking the room, she sat bored in the doctor's office.

But when she turned her head and saw a book on the bookshelf "on the contribution of sensory perception theory", her thoughts suddenly went back to that afternoon a year ago. In Guoren hospital, she and yihaoheng had a half day's leisure, had coffee and chatted together on the top floor.

At that time, he told her that he saw a patient in the morning. He was a teenage Internet addict. When his family suspected him of depression, they sent him for diagnosis. But the Internet addict was very cunning. Facing his inquiry, he kept his head down, didn't listen and didn't answer. He just sat like a log, making him unable to diagnose his illness.

At that time, she was surprised: "Yi Haoheng, you are the authority of the psychiatry department of the hospital. Shouldn't you be able to diagnose the patient's condition as soon as you see him? How can there be mental illness that you can't diagnose? "

But Hao Heng gave her a speechless expression: "do you think we psychiatrists are all gods? In fact, as long as the patient doesn't cooperate with the treatment and sticks like a wood, we can't diagnose the disease at all. Even, there are quite a number of doctors who are not very skilled in medicine, after a rough observation, they will directly diagnose such patients as depression. Because depression develops to a certain stage, it will form "depression stupor", which is very similar to the symptoms of such patients

"Oh..." Yin Mingfang nodded knowingly, "that is to say, if I want to pretend that I have depression, as long as I am 'stiff' in front of the doctor, it is likely that I will be diagnosed directly?"

"Ah," he said, more speechless, "why do good people pretend to be depressed? Depression is painful... "

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Recently, Yin Mingfang was diagnosed with mild depression by imitating the behaviors of depression patients, especially "stupidity". Yi Weilin let her go and arranged a job for her to breathe a little.

At the beginning, Hao Heng taught her "ability", and now she is playing to the extreme.

Think of here, she felt funny at the same time, but also suddenly found that she had unconsciously, she thought of yihaoheng. This suddenly filled her heart with self accusation and panic. For more than a month, she reminded herself every day that she must not think about this man any more. This is not allowed in the world. It's not a relationship, it's a sin.

Now that she has managed to get rid of her sin, she must never go back. She should forget about Yi Haoheng as soon as possible and make herself feel better.

At this time, Dr. Germain, who she assisted, walked into the office with great strides. After sorting out some first-aid equipment, he said to her, "there was a series of car accidents on the mabao motorway. Just now someone has called the police. You are going to rescue people with me."

"Yes." Yin Mingfang immediately stood up, took care of her white coat, and left behind Dr. Germain.

Marburg racing track, a famous private racing track in Berlin, is usually only open to the young top rich who love racing, and ordinary people can't go in at all.

Because there is no need to abide by the traffic rules on the motorway, and no pedestrians need to avoid it, leading to the arrogance and unrestrained of the rich people in the motorway, often causing crashes.

This is a series of accidents. One person has been killed and many injured. It's inevitable that the phone will call here.

At the fastest speed, the ambulance drove on the silent Marburg raceway, straight to the place where the accident happened. Yin Mingfang looked out of the window. Although it was late at night, the two rows of magnesium headlights on both sides of the motorway were emitting dazzling light, which made the motorway shine like day.

Even the ambulance driver joked: "it's not easy to finally walk on the motorway of the rich."

When the ambulance finally arrived at the place where the accident happened, Yin Mingfang came down, and the scene in front of her still made her eyes widen in an instant.Five top luxury cars collided in a row. These cars are all dazzling colors, still shining in the dark, but most of the shells have been knocked to pieces. On the ground at the back, a piece of white cloth has been spread. Obviously, the body of the victim is under the white cloth.

Other drivers are no better. There are people who are stuck in the car and can't move, people who are struggling on the ground and crying for pain, people who break their hands and feet and cry for their father and mother. The whole scene is really horrible.

Dr. Germain immediately went to rescue the most seriously injured racer. Yin Mingfang started in a panic. Although there was another doctor present, there were four injured. They were obviously not busy.

But time is life. A little delay will lead to different results. In desperation, Mr. Germain had to direct Yin Mingfang to practice medicine alone: "you go to see the racing driver in Lamborghini first, and try to save him."

"Good." Yin Mingfang nodded subconsciously, then turned around and ran to Lamborghini.

The bright yellow Lamborghini, with its rear part exposed, is a pile of scrap iron. In the front driver's seat, there is a big boy in his early twenties, with beautiful features and fashionable clothes. He is a yellow man. His sharp eyebrows and frowning brows are full of rebellious atmosphere.