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At that time, I was a psychiatrist, the exclusive psychiatrist of a mental hospital, responsible for twelve mental patients.
After finishing work, Shi Nian took a shower and lay down on the bed to sleep. However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt difficult to breathe. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone strangling his neck.
"What are you doing?"
Liao Bo was stunned for a moment, then took back what he said and looked at Shi Nian seriously. "Doctor, I'm sick."
"... I know, I can see it."
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Liao Bo was a second-generation rich man, the kind who couldn't be richer. His brain was ruined by the wealth, and he stayed in their mental hospital all day long and refused to leave, saying that he was sick.
But the doctor checked Liao Bo and found that he did not have any mental illness.
Liao Bo said: "How can I not be sick?"
"Yes, how could he not be sick?"
This sentence was said by Shi Nian. He was the only person in the entire mental hospital besides Liao Bo who believed that Liao Bo was sick.
The two of them were sitting at the top of the stairs. Liao Bo was smoking cigarettes depressingly. Shi Nian stepped forward and patted Liao Bo on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, even if they don't believe you, I believe you!"
Liao Bo was deeply moved and felt that he was the best doctor he had ever seen.
"Thank you, Doctor Shi, a murderer sneaked into our mental hospital. Do you want to believe me?"
Shi Nian twitched his eyes, and he suddenly remembered a sentence in the book. If you want to cure mental patients, you must put down your own world and try to enter their world.
However, Liao Bo's world was too big and he was lost.
Purpose: The mind is already very abnormal, the body must be healthy
