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The two of them quickly walked towards the sickroom. Jiang Ke asked the nurse beside him as he walked, "What happened?"

He strode forward with a hint of urgency in his voice.

If the Prof. Chen handed the department to him, he had to be responsible for all the patients. If something were to happen to the patient here, then how would he explain it to the Prof. Chen?

"The patient was in good shape yesterday, until this morning, when the husband came to see her and said something he didn't know, the patient suddenly went crazy and said someone was going to kill her." The nurse ran to Jiang Ke's side.

Jiang Ke frowned, and increased his pace.

Fan Xing also pursed his lips, and followed along.

Inside the ward, it was a complete mess.

Bottle racks, bedding, and the fruit on the bedside cabinet were scattered all over the floor.

Two nurses, one holding Wei Wenyu's hand to prevent her from doing any harm, while the other tried to calm the patient with a syringe.

When Wei Wenyu saw the syringe, her eyes widened and her struggle became even more intense. She held a shiny black ballpoint pen in her right hand and drew it randomly in the air. "Don't kill me, don't kill me …"

Her strength suddenly soared, causing the two nurses to be careless and fall to the ground.

She held the ballpoint pen and wanted to stab the nurse with it.

Jiang Ke, who was at the side, quickly took two steps forward and tightly grabbed onto her hands, stopping her from taking another step forward.

Fan Xing took the chance and grabbed the tranquilizer from the nurse's hands. He turned around and grabbed Wei Wen Yu's wrist, looked for the blood vessel and quickly injected the tranquilizer inside.

In just a few breaths of time, all the dust had settled. Under the effect of the tranquilizer, Wei Wenyu slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Together, they carried her back to her bed.

When everything was ready, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Wu Lisheng stood at the side and looked at his wife who was lying on the sickbed, his expression somewhat dejected.

Jiang Ke went over and patted Wu Lisheng's shoulders, consoling him: "The patient will still be unconscious for a while, there's still nothing going on right now, let's go to the clinic to talk."

Wu Lisheng nodded and followed Jiang Ke out.

Fan Xing glanced at the patient, then turned and followed him.

In the infirmary, Jiang Ke carefully asked her about what had happened. Fan Xing earnestly recorded everything down.

The expression on Jiang Ke's face was as strict as ever: "Before Prof. Chen left, he warned you repeatedly that the patient must not be provoked any further."

"I know, but I really didn't do it on purpose. When I came here today, she was still very happy when she saw me. Afterwards, she somehow got into the past and kept asking me if I was still related to that woman. If I said no, she wouldn't believe me, so she kept making a ruckus."

"I was annoyed by the ruckus. I just said, 'Can you calm down? You're a bit rational. Don't think all day like a lunatic." Then, she suddenly flared up, picked up the ballpoint pen from the cabinet, and stuck it in my eyes. I was terrified, and reached out to stop her, but when I met her, she became even more violent, and then the nurses came and grabbed her together, so that she wouldn't hurt herself. "

After Fan Xing finished listening to this process, he was a little angry and felt pity for Wei Wen Yu.

This man clearly knew that his wife was sick, yet he still said such infuriating words. Wasn't this forcing her to die?

As a husband, his wife became impatient after asking a few questions …

Fan Xing raised his head and asked: "Then you and that woman, what's the situation now?"

It was obvious that his words carried some emotion.

Jiang Ke tilted his head and looked at her, his expression strange.

Wu Lisheng said: "I swear, I have never contacted her again. Ever since Wen Yu's illness, I have cut off all contact with her, but she just doesn't believe me … …"

He covered his eyes with his hands, his head was lowered, and his voice was hoarse.

Maybe it was because of him being a little patient, his voice was hoarse, causing Fan Xing to immediately snap out of his daze.

She was a psychologist, and what she should do was to use a rational approach to help those who were stuck in a mental dilemma, rather than carrying a personal mood to criticize or judge a person's right and wrong.

Furthermore, she had forgotten that while the patient was suffering, the family members were suffering more than the patient.

Fan Xing retracted his gaze, retracted his thoughts, and lowered his head to continue recording.

Jiang Ke knew that she had calmed down. She looked at Wu Lisheng again, and said in a bland voice: "Mr. Wu, the process of recovering hysteria is very difficult, please be strong, and always pay more attention to the patient's emotional changes. Don't use words to provoke her, you must believe that your wife will definitely recover."

After giving a few more serious instructions, Jiang Ke made him go back to the sickroom to accompany Wei Wen Yu.

After Wu Lisheng left, Jiang Ke and Fan Xing once again discussed about Wei Wenyu's treatment plan.

Fan Xing felt that he should tell Prof. Chen about today's situation and ask for her opinion.

"Senior Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Ke thought for a while, then said: "We don't need to disturb the professor for now. We'll think of a way to set up a new plan, and then we can treat her the next step. "

Fan Xing thought that since the Prof. Chen was there, he should be busy with a lot of things. He couldn't just go and disturb her because he had something to do.

Senior brother is indeed senior brother. He thinks that everything is so important.

She nodded her head with a smile, expressing her agreement. "Senior Brother is still the most considerate one. Then, we can start with her family members to get to know the real situation."

The most important thing right now was to not mention the woman she feared in front of the patient.

The patient's heart disease was still this.

Subconsciously, she had always believed that her husband was still with that woman, so anything related to this matter would either irritate her feelings or worsen her condition.

Wei Wenyu has a 10-year-old daughter, after class will come here to chat with her mother to relieve boredom.

Fan Xing had not only seen her once in the ward.

As she peeled the tangerine, she said something that caused Wei Wenyu to laugh out loud.

If you really wanted to learn the truth from someone close to the patient, you could ask the daughter.

Fan Xing recalled the scene he saw before and felt that it was not bad. He opened his eyes wide and made a suggestion, "Wei Wenyu's daughter seems to have a pretty good relationship with her.

Jiang Ke thought, and felt that it could be carried out.

Thus, when the girl came to the ward in the afternoon, the two of them invited her to sit in the ward.

The little girl knew that it was for her mother's own good, and so she cooperated with Fan Xing and the others to ask.

Jiang Ke coughed a few times, but his voice was still a little hoarse. "Do you know if mother is sick?"

The little girl twisted her fingers and lowered her head. She said with a trembling voice, "I know."

He walked over to the water dispenser, poured a cup of warm water and passed it to the little girl. "How do you think Mom and Dad get along?"

The little girl took the water, casually thanked her uncle, and then lightly sipped the warm water. After swallowing it down, she obediently replied, "Father and mother are always well. Mom would cook and wait for Dad to come home to eat. When Dad wasn't working, he would take Mom and me out to play. "

"Last weekend, Dad took Mom and me to the amusement park. We played a lot of fun things, including roller coasters and carousels. We even went into the haunted house. We all had fun that day. It wasn't until we were about to go home that we met an aunt who was so excited to see her that she started arguing with Dad. " The more the little girl said, the more scared she became. Her body was trembling and tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

Jiang Ke took a tissue and walked to her side, bent down to wipe the tears off her face, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, with uncle here."

The little girl wailed loudly. She turned her head and hugged Jiang Ke's waist tightly, her entire face buried in his white jacket.

As she cried, she said in a broken voice, "Daddy, Daddy..." He was very tired, he had to work, he had to take care of his mother. After she got sick, he would always, always be by himself smoking and not sleeping at night. I was afraid that my father would be as sick as my mother. "Sob, sob …"

Fan Xing couldn't bear it anymore, he walked to her side, bent down, and gently patted her shoulder. He comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, your father is fine.

The girl raised her sparkling eyes, looked at Fan Xing, and asked with a heavy nasal voice: "Really? Mother, will she get better? "

She gently stroked the girl's hair, her eyes firm. "Believe me, for her adorable daughter, mom will definitely try her best to get better."

And she would definitely do her best to treat Wei Wenyu.

This was not just about saving a person, it was about saving a family.

Jiang Ke's usually indifferent face now had a hint of affection, as his hoarse voice became softer and softer, "Big Sister Fan is right. Mother will definitely get better. Don't worry."

After the two of them sent the girl off, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Fan Xing's heart became heavier and heavier.

The children were so young, yet they had to endure these depressing things. It was strange that they would feel such heartache.

Jiang Ke looked at her tightly knitted eyebrows and softly said. "Alright, stop thinking about it. Go and get off work first, we will continue to agree on a treatment plan tomorrow."

Fan Xing tidied up his thoughts, and returned back to his usual smile, baring his teeth: "Okay, then senior brother you should go home early, you've worked hard today."

Along the way, Fan Xing was also unable to calm down.

Because she had experienced this kind of thing and knew how difficult it was, she didn't want others to be like her. A family's environment was essential to a child's growth.

She understood that, as a psychologist, she would see more of these things in the future.

The only thing he could do now was to do his best to provide the patient with the most effective treatment so that he could recover quickly and live a normal life.

When Fan Xing returned home, just as she was about to open the door, a familiar fragrance filled her nose.

The gloomy mood had been washed clean by the fragrance and everything suddenly became clear.