Qing Wanglai slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sun outside the window and waited for the alarm clock to ring at 7 o'clock.

He looked downward and looked at his residence. This was a villa, with a small place, more than 300 square meters, and the overall decoration was simple and white.

It's indeed a little small here, but it's enough to live alone. He's used to it alone and it's very comfortable to stay alone, and he doesn't plan to break through his comfort zone.

The moment the alarm clock rang, he suddenly sat up from the bed and began to wash and dress.

I left on time at 7:20, drove for 30 minutes, and successfully bought a pancake on the road. It was exactly 8 o'clock when I arrived at Baita Prison.

The work here is naturally not as busy as the ordinary woman and the gynecology in the compound, but it is not as easy as it can be.

Qingwang came to make a cup of tea. As soon as he was about to use it to put the pancakes, someone came to the door. He was a tall bearded man. "Doctor Qing, the distinguished guest is here, come and have a look."

"What?"

"Just the old man who was on the hot search before, we are lucky and we are here." Qian Fu said. "Oh?" Thinking of the news he had seen before, Qingwang immediately became interested, "Let's go and take a look."

Soon the two of them saw Li Huowang in the intensive care unit. ??

"Doctor Qing, this is the medical record of Patient No. 13. Please read it and come from Anding Hospital." Qingwang came to take the medical record and opened it and read it. "Is that just him?"

Although the news will not be broadcasted in real names, psychiatrists also have circles, and everyone knows what happens.

"Well, it's that Li Huowang, the hot search rankings number one, the epileptic guy wields his knife to save his girlfriend."

After quickly browsing the medical records, Qing Wang came through the single-sided glass and observed the boy wearing a restraint and shouting in despair. He listened carefully to his crazy words.

"No," Qing Wang came to put the medical records together, and then the words he said frightened his colleagues beside him. "He was not going to save his girlfriend, he was going to kill the girl. This guy is too ill."

"What?! How is that possible? That's his girlfriend, such a beautiful girl." Dr. Qian, who was standing beside him, looked surprised.

"Yes, I'm thinking about this question too, how is it possible? What is his motive?" Qingwang came to ponder. "Are we criminal investigation? He is mentally ill on bed No. 13. Isn't this motive big enough?"

Qing Wanglai looked at the other party with some dissatisfaction, "Doctor Qian, what you said is a malfunctioning level. Who said that there is no reason to kill people in a mental illness? Every mental patient has his reasons to kill people, but only his reason is reasonable."

"Oh," Qian Fu, who sighed, reached out to brush his beard. "All monsters and monsters are stuffing us."

"Stop complaining, why do we think about setting a treatment plan? I have taken all kinds of routine medicines in the hospital, but the effect is not great." Qing Wanglai quickly turned around.

"What else can I cure? To put it bluntly, our Baita is used to protect the situation. If he is locked up and not allowed to run out, the task will be completed."

Qingwang looked at Qian Fu beside him, "Senior brother, you still have some ideals in life. Do you really plan to stay in this prison until retirement?"

"What do you want to do? Heal him? His papers are so fucked, and his professional title is so fucked?"

"No matter whether it can be done or not, you must take a look first." Qingwang said, walking towards the iron gate beside him.

Qian Fu hurriedly followed. "Then you have to be careful. This guy is evil. I heard that his previous doctor was forced into a mental illness by him."

Qingwanglai did not alert the enemy, but waited for other doctors to observe the condition and secretly listened outside. The leaders attached great importance to such a disaster when they came in the prison area, so they asked the doctors to conduct consultation that day, so Qingwanglai naturally went there.

During the consultation, he did not express any opinions, but just listened to other doctors' ideas as much as possible.

The final treatment plan was not too out of line, and simply put it mainly focuses on conservative treatment.

Qingwang naturally understood it, after all, the other party is now a hot potato, and no one can sleep or eat.

"This kid has a high psychological defense line, and he has been treated many times by the doctor. The ordinary treatment methods are no longer effective."

"In the previous hospital, I took all kinds of medicines, and I'm afraid they are resistant to drugs." Qian Fu leaned on the pancakes and said while eating.

"Well. It's really hard to deal with."

Qingwang, who was holding his chest with his hands, nodded. He thought seriously for a while and then spoke again: "But after watching all his surveillance videos, I

I don't think there is no way to do this."

“How to say it?”

"We find someone to be the attending doctor on the surface to pretend to help him treat him, and then we act behind his back as the projection of his imagination, and secretly treat him when he is alert to the lowest point."

"Other patients may not do it, but he may be able to try it. His imagination is very perfect."

"We? Why are we me again? We want me to act as a mental illness again, right?" Qian Fu's face drooped in an instant.

"What does it mean to play? You obviously mean. Look at how suitable your clothes are on your body." Qing Wanglai reached out and patted Qian Fu's blue and white clothes on his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, if the superiors blame me, I will resist."

"Okay, just say this with you. Then I'll help you find a few more actors." Qian Fu immediately took out the phone and started to shake people.

"But now I have a concern, will this really make bed 13 worse?" "No, he is like this now, how can he get worse?"

"Let's go and ask the prison director."

"Okay." As they said that, they walked towards the prison director's office. After arriving at the place, they found that the door was not closed and the bald director was chatting with others.

"Director, I'll discuss something with you." Qing Wanglai then said his plan concisely. The director took out a bag of Liqun from his pocket, pulled out one from it, lit it, took a sip and said, "Oh, okay, try it."

"Then please sign a letter." Qingwang said and handed over the pen and paper in his hand. The other party did not move.

"I am very open-minded and you can treat it at will, but I don't know how to sign this word. If you really want to achieve results, you are all yours. As your leader, I will never pay any credit."

Hearing this, Qing Wanglai was slightly stunned. He heard the subtext. Not dividing the credit means that something really happened. It was all done by him in private and had nothing to do with the other party.

However, Qing Wanglai smiled indifferently, picked up the paper and walked out the door. He was different from this kind of person. After coming out of the office, the two began to act.

"But Kiyoko, I can be mentally ill, so who will be a doctor? I'm afraid others won't follow you to mess around."

"Doctor hasn't, aren't the patient yet?" Qing Wanglai pushed the middle beam of the mirror frame and pointed to the air release area. Yi Donglai was treating the patient seriously.

"Ha, you are awesome, you are so awesome, the doctor plays a patient, and the patient plays a doctor."

"There is no energy to explore when curing diseases and saving people." Qing Wanglai walked towards Yi Donglai.

"Doctor Yi, the hospital has accepted a new patient and I want to ask you to help with me to assist in the treatment." Qing Wanglai enthusiastically invited Yi Donglai.

"Don't you have your follower?" Yi Donglai said crossing his legs.

"What do you mean?" Qian Fu retorted, "I am a college student with him, what's wrong with getting closer?" "You don't know other doctors, why do you come to me?" Yi Donglai looked calm and composed. "Hey, just say you're helping me, why are you talking so much?"

"Help, if it's Li Huowang, then I must help." Yi Donglai stood up.

"Very good, let's talk as we go. Li Huowang has not been in a fantasy state all the time. It's a phased approach. This time the treatment plan is like this."

Everything was ready, Yi Donglai, wearing a white coat, walked to Li Huowang's room.

Just as the other party opened his eyes, Yi Donglai smiled slightly, "Hello, Li Huowang, let me know you, I am your attending doctor Yi Donglai."

Qian Fu, who was outside the door, silently gave Qing Wanglai a thumbs up. "Look at this proficiency, this is so crazy that he is so angry."

"Shh, be serious, remember what he imagines, we will use them later."

"Then you remember it. I won't remember it anyway. Then I will make up any one of them. I will be mentally ill. Why is his worldview more advanced than mine?"

Qing Wang came to think about it and nodded. "This is OK, there are fewer flaws when negotiating like this." "When will I enter the market?"

"Shh, let's follow the rhythm of Dr. Yi." The two continued to listen to the content inside.

When Li Huowang was trapped in his imagination, the three of them exchanged their illnesses and analyzed the other's mental state.

At the beginning, the effect was not good, and Li Huowang was very alert and repulsive about all this, but gradually the situation showed some new changes, and gradually he became a little bit skeptical.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, in just a few months, when they saw Li Huowang standing on the slide and taking out the dice from the lampshade, everyone immediately applauded happily around him.

Seeing a smile on Qingwanglai's face, Qian Fu, who was applauding, pushed him with his elbow. "It's true, this treatment is effective."

"The next is the second course of treatment, it's time for you to go on stage. The projection under Qingqiu, the controller of death." "Tsk tsk tsk, can you stop talking like this? It's too second-class, I'm going to change my clothes."

After saying that, Qian Fu left and walked towards the intensive care unit. "If I appear, Chen Hongyu and the others will also appear. Please inform them."

"I've called a long time ago."

The original treatment process was as normal, but the situation changed.

"What's going on? Why was it suddenly transferred to the hospital? The patient has not recovered yet!" Qing Wanglai came to the director's office with great dissatisfaction. ??

Seeing that everything went well, Li Huowang was transferred to the hospital.

"Isn't his situation stable? Haven't he already distinguished? Then, what should I do if I don't send it away quickly and smash it into our hands?" The director spread his hands.

"But that's just an illusion! Our goal is to cure Li Huowang, not to completely trap him in the hallucination! Besides, the family members will not agree."

"Oh~" the other party sighed deeply, then took out another cigarette and started smoking. "Doctor Qing, you also know that I am not the boss. The person in charge of the matter is Xie Qiuquan, and he is the warden. Don't forget that we are not Baita Hospital after all, but Baita Prison District."

Qing Wanglai clenched his fists hard. "Li Huowang is a high-risk patient now. Don't forget that he has killed anyone! You transfer him to a private hospital now. What if he kills a few more lives?"

The director's body leaned back, and his bulging belly creaked the chair. "At least the responsibility is not on us at that time. As long as he is in our Baita for one day, my heart and the warden will be hanging all the time."

"Doctor Qing, I know you are capable and very motivated, but I am already 52 years old and will retire in a few years. Don't make things difficult for me, an old comrade."

Qing Wanglai, with a gray face, suddenly stood up and walked outside, and threw the door heavily and thumped. As soon as he came out, Yi Donglai and Qian Fu immediately surrounded him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"There's no chance, the director is determined to send Li Huowang away." "What should I do?" Yi Donglai's face was full of anxiety.

"What else can I do? Can living people suffocate to death? Since he goes out, we will follow him out for treatment." "But I still have life in my hands, and I can't make any effort to go out for the time being."

Hearing Yi Dong say this, Qing Wang smiled slightly. "It's okay, you're busy with yours, it's time for me to appear."

In the university cafeteria, Qingwang waved his legs back and forth, trying to pose in a suitable position. When he heard the dense footsteps approaching, Qingwang looked in the direction of the sound.

He put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and walked towards the other party. "Long time no see, how are you lately?"

Although he was the main subject of Li Huowang and had been observing the other party for several months, to be precise, today is their first meeting.
To be continued...