"What should I do next?"

"If you do a CT, if you don't have cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction, please send it to us." Director Jiang said, "If you take bupropion, you probably have depression."

As he said that, his cell phone rang.

Director Jiang didn't go out to answer the phone. He was so tired that he couldn't walk anymore. He walked to the rescue room and answered the phone.

"There is a confirmed diagnosis in a mental hospital, which is depression, and the situation is considered moderate." Director Jiang said after hanging up the phone, "It is probably because the condition has worsened, or there are other situations."

Director Wang nodded. Such patients with clear diagnosis can be sent directly to the mental hospital. What treatment is next for Director Jiang and others, and it has nothing to do with the People's Hospital.

"Director Jiang, shouldn't depression be squatting in the corner?" Director Wang thought about the diagnosis and asked in confusion: "Why would he still hold the police and commit suicide?"

"Ah?" Director Jiang was a little surprised, and then asked about the situation. He smiled bitterly, "Depression is not only about depression, but also about manic depression."

"Manic depression is referred to as bipolar disorder. Patients often feel extremely helpless, lose interest in family and work, and ignore it. But sometimes their emotions suddenly rise, making people feel at a loss. Most of the causes of the disease are caused by heavy life pressure and drug abuse."

"The patient probably took the drug in order to make his condition better. The side effects of bupropion are very obvious. When prescribing the medication in the outpatient clinic, he would repeatedly remind the patient to pay attention to the drug dose." Director Jiang had not realized that Director Wang's attitude towards him had changed, and he explained casually.

"Okay, you're exhausted too, are you thirsty?" Director Wang asked.

Although Director Jiang gave him the impression that he was stupid and bad, he was so tired that he couldn't bear it when he saw an old man who was about to retire. His white clothes were soaked, Director Wang always felt a little embarrassed.

"I gave the patient a shot and I guess I'll take the medicine soon, so I won't stop." Director Jiang said, "Save the time to send it to CT. If you rule out bleeding and cerebral infarction, you'll be sent to our hospital."

As he said that, he glanced at the doctor in the emergency department and asked, "Have the orders been made?"

"I'll open it, just wait for him to get better and send it to the inspection."

Seeing the patient lying on the bed begin to calm down, Director Jiang sighed.

"It is said that the patient often has nightmares and can't wake up. He is trying so hard that he hopes to completely end the nightmares." Director Wang said.

"Director, I heard from Brother Qiao once." A male employee said.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Director Jiang glanced at the patient. He was not completely quiet yet. He couldn't do any examination when he was sent to the CT room in this state, so he asked.

"It is said that every time he dreams, he is always in a series, one dream is surrounded by another." The male employee swallowed and recalled with difficulty, "At first I thought he was talking and playing, but I couldn't understand it."

"What did you say?"

"Uh... One day at noon we went downstairs to smoke. I saw that he was in a bad state and suggested taking a good rest. He said he had just had a nap for more than ten minutes and had been dreaming. He dreamed of the world war, and there was a helicopter shooting in the city with a gun."

"What happened later?"

"Later he said he was broken by a bullet and opened his eyes and went back 20 years ago. Then he lived there for a few years and went to Mauritius again."

What a mess, Director Wang frowned. However, when he saw Director Jiang listened very seriously, he whispered in his heart that this person was indeed a problem.

"Has he been to Mauritius?" Director Jiang asked.

"No, but I always heard Qiao Ge nagging that he would go to Mauritius for a honeymoon after getting married. He has been saving money, but we earn this little money, which is enough for a wife." said the male staff member.

"I smoked two cigarettes and heard from Brother Qiao talk about him taking a nap for ten minutes."

"I thought at the time that this life is so colorful, and it will take ten minutes to catch up with others for several lifetimes. Oh, who would have thought his illness would be so serious?"

"By the way, can the patient wake up from such a series of dreams?" Director Wang asked.

Nightmare is very common, and almost everyone has had similar experiences. However, most people will wake up from dreams, and few people will have one dream with one dream. This experience sounds like Inception.

"Brother Qiao said whether you can wake up depends on your luck. Sometimes you wake up in one or two dreams; sometimes you can't wake up even after having more than a dozen dreams. Sleeping is more tiring than fighting, but if you don't sleep, if you fall asleep on the table, it will be difficult to wake up when you dream. It's better to lie down and sleep well."

The male clerk sighed, "Once I did see Brother Qiao sleeping on the table. His body kept twitching. I thought it was cramps, so I called him up."

"The face is very bad. You said how could you dream of so many things in a dream? Did you hit something dirty?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what dirty things are." Director Wang scolded, "If you don't say it's far away, just say Nanshan City. I'll ask you which one dies the most?"

"Ah?" The male employee was stunned.

"It's just this room." Director Wang said disdainfully: "However, there must be more than a hundred patients who can't be rescued in a year and die here. Science, you must believe in science. If there are dirt, this room will be the most. You CBD, you think it's a ghost movie."

The male employee stopped talking awkwardly, but his face looked a little bad. When he thought that hundreds or eighty people died in this room every year, he was in a bad mood.

"Director Jiang, is this common?" Director Wang asked.

"Uncommon, his condition is very serious." Director Jiang frowned and said, "It's much heavier than expected. It's probably because of the pressure on the usual period."

"It's a ghost to press the bed." The male staff asked timidly.

"No." Director Jiang said, "The ghost pressed the bed to wake up, but he could only lie down and could not move his limbs. This is a nightmare, and the rapid eye movement period continues and brain waves are disordered."

As he said that, he saw that the patient was asleep and even started snoring, but he didn't explain much, saying, "Take a quick time to do the examination, don't wake up later and you can't do the examination."

Director Wang knew that if complications such as cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction were not investigated, mental hospitals would not dare to accept patients.

Although various examinations do not support cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction, there are always accidents in everything. If you do an examination, you will have objective evidence. If something happens in the future, it will be better to explain to the patient's family.

Pushing the flat cart all the way to the elevator entrance.

The elevator opened and it was full of people. Dean Wu bowed slightly politely, "Boss Zheng, Professor Su, please."
Chapter completed!