Doctor of Healing

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The system npc said that he has experienced the empathy of patients with mental illness hundreds of times.

And this is the easiest one.

The stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat in the depths of his heart surged up, Ji Xiang pursed his lips, and stubbornly chose to continue to empathize.

"I" set a time before going to bed, and the time is set at five o'clock in the morning.

Ji Xiang understood why "I" did this.

He is a good man.

nice guy?

What's the use of being nice.

Zhao Zhe is a good person, but in the end it is inevitable that he will be reduced to an old ruler.

Meng Qingfei is also a good person, but in the end he will sink in the emergency department.

"I" is also a good person, Ji Xiang can guess his final ending without looking at it.

Time passed, and early the next morning, the alarm clock woke up "myself".

"Myself" took the time to wash up and walked out of the rental house.

Because it was still early, the street was extremely cold.

The young people who bombed the streets with their sports cars just fell asleep last night, and the old people who did their morning exercises hadn't gotten up yet, only "myself" walked briskly in the dark night.

The neon lights of No.1 People's Hospital in Jinghai City were still flickering, but "I" didn't look at them, and just kept on going.

When he came to the department, Jixiang saw that the shift book was placed in the nurse's station when he walked in, but the nurse's station was empty.

"Myself" doesn't seem to be surprised by this.

Opening the handover schedule, I was quite busy last night. I admitted 9 patients with different diagnoses. Even Jixiang saw the diagnosis of rare carotid intimal avulsion syndrome.

"Myself" took out the phone.

At this moment, the light suddenly flickered.

I don't know if there was a problem with the blinking process or the light really flickered, Ji Xiang saw a shadow on the screen of the phone that hadn't been turned on at the moment when the light and dark alternated!

It's the woman in white!

She is standing behind "myself"!

Oh shit!

The hair on Ji Xiang's back stood up, subconsciously entering a fighting state.

If Ji Xiang could do something, he would have already turned around and raised his feet, and would fight to the death with that woman in white.

Whether it works or not, something has to be done.

But Ji Xiang couldn't do anything.

"I" knew nothing, completely unaware that the woman in white appeared behind him.

The lights are still flickering, not hallucinations.

"Myself" was also a little strange, turning his head to look at the light above his head.

However, as soon as he turned his head, "I" saw a pair of eyes!

There are no pupils, only the sclera, and the sclera is densely covered with blood, directly "staring" at "self" and "seeing".

"I" was taken aback, took a step back, and hit the back of my head against the wall.

stab

There was a slight sound as the lights flickered on and off.

"Myself" blocked his body with both hands, extremely frightened, but there was no way to escape.

I'm ~so~hungry~

The mouth of the woman in white didn't move, but Ji Xiang heard a gloomy voice.

The sound was floating in the ear, as if the eardrum received low-frequency information.

At the same time, the lights in the corridor began to alternate between light and dark, and began to flicker, becoming the background of the woman in white.

I'm ~so~hungry~

There was a drifting voice coming from my ear, and the bloodshot sclera was in front of my eyes.The white eyeballs were full of the taste of death, even Ji Xiang was afraid when he saw this scene.

If he could move, Ji Xiang knew that he would run away now and escape from this damn place.

But "self" did not.

"I" plucked up the courage, straightened up, and bowed slightly.

"Sorry, I want to take a picture." "I" said softly to the woman in white.

Picking up the mobile phone that fell on the ground, his hands were obviously shaking, but "I" still insisted on taking half a step forward.

The woman in white seemed to be teleporting, keeping the same distance from "self", and the two of them did not collide because "self" took half a step.

"Myself" began to press the camera button with trembling hands, took a picture of the shift record, bowed again, and then turned around pretending to be calm and left.

Walking out of the department, "I" didn't have time to look back, so I ran away.

It turned out that "I" also knew to be afraid, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

But he didn't laugh at "myself", but felt that "myself" was really a good person.

The moment he mustered up his courage, Ji Xiang felt that "he" was much taller.

After running out of the hospital, "I" stabilized my mind. Looking back, the neon lights of Jinghai People's Hospital were flickering, as if nothing had happened.

It stares indifferently, indifferently and arrogantly, everything in the world is like a humble dog.

No, Ji Xiang immediately denied this view.Not everything in the world, but the doctors and nurses who work here and are squeezed are all dogs.

Seeing that the woman in white didn't follow, "I" sat down on the ground and began to pant heavily.

Like a fish thrown ashore, Jixiang felt a feeling of narrow escape.

After resting for a few minutes, "I" hurriedly posted the photos in the group, and then went home to wash, eat breakfast, and start to preview the medical records.

A boring day began again, and Jixiang didn't know the meaning of this kind of work, and he didn't know why "myself" didn't leave this ghost place.

"Did you fucking do it on purpose!"

"I" just came to the department, opened the door of the duty room, and was kicked out.

Chapter 680 Just a good person

This……

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Then the butcher-like doctor walked out in white clothes with a grinning face, looking menacing.

He stared at "myself" viciously, his tone full of disdain and contempt.

Ji Xiang sighed. In fantasy novels, this kind of person is a passerby, who can't survive three episodes.Once [-] characters are alive, readers will abandon the book.

Really, why do such idiots always exist in reality.

"I asked you to post the content of the handover to the group earlier, but you ended up posting a fucking photo that can't be read clearly. Did you do it on purpose! Did you!!"

As he spoke, he grabbed "his" hair.

A stabbing pain came from the top of his head.

Ji Xiang frowned.

For a moment, he thought of Zhao Zhe, and the patient who was a social cow + chatterbox.

That's how Zhao Zhe lived in Yuanliao before.

It's rare for him to keep smiling, and this mentality is no one else.

"I'll do what I say, you don't do any fucking personnel work. Since you want to kill me, then I will give you something nice."

The butcher-like doctor came to the bathroom by pulling "his" hair.

He stuffed "his" head into the toilet.

I don't know which patient didn't flush the toilet after using it, and the smell of urine... the smell of urine has penetrated into the nose and even into the mouth.

Ji Xiang was very angry.

But "I" didn't resist, maybe I resisted before, but it was useless.

As for the specific reason Ji Xiang is not clear.

He was kicked heavily on the back again, and "I" couldn't hold back my breath from being kicked, and choked on a few mouthfuls of urine from the toilet.

"You are a man, if you are unhappy, just say it to your face. If you play tricks again, don't say that I am rude to you!" Doctor Butcher yelled.

The other doctors and nurses watched this scene like walking dead. No one said a good word for "themselves", and no one pulled the butcher doctor away to stop the bullying.

People dispersed, "I" sat next to the toilet, eyes were full of bloodshot white eyeballs, and the voice of a woman in white came from my ear——I'm~so~hungry~

Although it was daytime, Jixiang felt like ghosts walking at night.

After coughing for a long time, "I" stood up reluctantly and began to wash my face and rinse my mouth.

After retching for a while, "I" saw that the time was up, so I could only wipe my face indiscriminately and came to the doctor's office.

The butcher doctor lost his hostility in front of the old director. He was as obedient as a little sheep, with a flattering face and small steps.

Damn it!

Ji Xiang cursed in his heart.

Although the photos taken are not very clear, they are enough. Today's morning shift passed safely. There was no black mist around the old director, nor did the woman in white.

But the eyes of "myself" are covered with white sclera and dense bloodshot eyes.

The voice still echoed in my ears——I'm ~so~hungry~

It was like being in hell.

Ji Xiang couldn't tell whether this was the world or hell.

Perhaps, this is hell on earth?

After an ordinary day passed, Ji Xiang felt that after "he" was bullied, neither colleagues, patients, nor patients' family members seemed to have seen it, what to do, and even contemptuous gazes did not exist.

When I got home, "I" went to take a bath and brushed my teeth vigorously, as if this morning's incident never happened.

Although "I" mustered up the courage to confront the woman in white early in the morning, I was still terribly afraid after that scene.

Set the alarm clock, the time is earlier than 06:30, but later than today.

Early the next morning, after getting up, "I" walked quickly to the hospital.

But "I" didn't go in directly, but waited for the sun in the east to rise slowly and the first ray of sunlight fell, and then I walked into the hospital and took pictures of the shift records.

Ji Xiang couldn't figure out why "I" was so persistent in doing one thing.

But as long as he has doubts in his heart, Zhao Zhe's face will appear in front of his eyes, just like the woman in white.

Perhaps, this is the sense of responsibility and mission?

It's just that "I" is a simple and good person.

Ji Xiang thought of an extremely ridiculous idea.

The sun was shining, but the woman in white did not appear. "I" safely took pictures of the contents recorded in the handover book and sent them to the group.

Doctor Butcher and the old director didn't bother "myself", so the day passed like this.

"I" seems to have found a way to pass the customs without loss. I get up at a fixed time every day, and wait for the sun to shine every day, and take pictures after shining on the earth.

Days pass by.

Every day is boring, every day is extremely difficult.

But Jixiang didn't leave, he keenly noticed that things were about to change—autumn has left and winter is coming.

The sun comes out later every day, seeing the photos posted in the group change from less than six o'clock to six twenty, six twenty one...