The Surgeon's Studio

After a few minutes, the Restless patient calmed down a little. Chief Wang guessed that it was because the patient was exhausted.

The few male stretchers in the emergency department were all panting from exhaustion, and director Jiang's clothes were also wet.

Chief Wang did not intend to extend his hand to help. He did not know how to treat the patient at all, so it would be a waste of time even if he went. Besides, he didn't want to get close to director Jiang after hearing what he said. Being struck by lightning was not a joke. Chief Wang really didn't understand how chief Jiang could safely retire.

After the police left the contact information of the patient's colleagues, they told them to come to the branch office tomorrow to record their statements and then left.

Chief Wang looked at the confused old man and went over to ask,""What's your name?"

"Ah?" The old man hadn't reacted yet. He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would have to deal with the police. Most people were afraid of the police. Just leaving their contact information was enough to scare them.

"I'm the director of the General Surgery Department of People's Hospital. I heard that you're the patient's colleagues?" When chief Wang saw that he was in a daze, he introduced himself and asked,"

This time, the old man was much better. He reached out his hand with a bitter face."Director, hello, hello. My surname is Zhou."

"Manager Zhou, do you know what's going on? has he had a relapse before?" Chief Wang asked.

"No, he looks normal normally." Manager Zhou looked at the situation inside and knew that something must have happened. His face became more and more bitter.

"Think carefully, is there really nothing else?" With chief Wang's many years of clinical experience, it was easy for him to ask about the patient's history.

Although it had nothing to do with the General Surgery Department, he had just finished listening to professor SU's lecture, and he subconsciously wanted to ask more questions.

"It's nothing usually, really nothing. " "What's wrong with him today?" manager Zhou explained.

"I heard from the police that he thought he was dreaming and wanted to wake up from the nightmare. He almost rolled down the car wheel while pulling the police." Chief Wang briefly explained what he knew and then continued to ask,"You really don't usually do anything?"

"I didn 't." "Could it be that I've been too busy working overtime recently, so I'm under too much pressure?" manager Zhou asked.

"You don't have to be like this even if you're busy working overtime. Did he have any other problems? Do you want to take medicine?"

"He's only thirty-three years old ..."

"There are many people in their twenties who have cerebral or heart blockages. Thirty-three years old is not young." Director Wang interrupted manager Zhou.

"I ..." A girl whispered,""I saw brother Qiao take his medicine, and he even carried someone around."

"What medicine did you take?"

"I don't know. I asked him and he said it's vitamins. But I don't think so. It looks more like a white pill. " The girl said timidly.

"The medicine is at the unit? Go back and look for it. " Director Wang said.

"Hey!" The girl immediately ran away obediently.

Manager Zhou wanted to leave as well. He was not feeling well today. What the hell was this? why did an honest employee of his want to drag the police to his death? The thought of this made his hair stand on end.

It was really strange.

He was a little envious of the female employee. Now, manager Zhou really wanted to leave the hospital. It was just that it was not easy to leave. If he, as the boss, didn't show up when his employees were in trouble, he was afraid that the others would be disappointed.

It's so difficult, it's so difficult for me! The manager was wailing in his heart.

"Think again, what else is there?" Chief Wang asked.

"Uh ... Brother Qiao usually takes an afternoon nap, and he doesn't look good when he wakes up. I've asked once, and they said they're here to have a nightmare. " "He said that he wasn't feeling well today, so he took a day off," a male employee said."Who would have thought that he would become like this?"

His words were a little messy, but chief Wang understood the basic meaning.

He continued to ask about the patient's condition. After all, she was his colleague, not his relative or his girlfriend. He did not know much about the patient's basic condition.

After more than ten minutes, chief Wang only knew that the patient inside was usually very down-to-earth and capable, working without complaint. She didn't seem to be sleeping well. She had been in a bad mood for the past few months because of her busy work.

Also, he was not sure what medicine she had taken. This group of people couldn't explain more clearly.

It was a blank piece of paper in his medical history. Chief Wang felt a little helpless. Most of the time, the hospital would take in some nameless patients who had no medical history, which was the most troublesome.

The current one was slightly better, but not by much.

Soon, he received a call from a female employee, saying that she couldn't find the medicine in the office.

Chief Wang sighed. By the looks of it, he could only do the most basic examination to see if there was any intracranial hemorrhage. If they were fine, they would be sent to the mental hospital for treatment.

As for the future, chief Wang did not know how to deal with it.

He saw that the patient in the room had become a little quieter. His heart rate was 130 beats per minute, and his breathing rate was high. He knew that this was because of the torment.

When he walked in, he saw that the patient's hair was in a mess, and her eyes were looking at the ceiling with a strong sense of fear. His hands clutched the bed frame tightly, and his muscles were tensed. He was ready to have another major attack at any time.

He had already taken off half of his outer clothing, which was caused by his struggle.

He was wearing a suit and tie. In order to prevent the patient from suffocating, he loosened his tie immediately and hung it around his neck. He was in a mess and did not look like a white-collar worker working in the CBD.

The patient's muscles were tense, and his shirt was soaked in sweat. Chief Wang could vaguely see something in the chest pocket of his shirt.

"It could be the hidden medicine, or it could be this person ..." Chief Wang didn't think much about it and went forward to take the thing out of the man's pocket.

It was a transparent plastic bag with seven or eight pills sealed inside.

"This might be the medicine he took. Director Jiang, what do you think it is?" Chief Wang handed the medicine to chief Jiang, who was also exhausted and almost unable to hold on.

"Bupriodopone." Director Jiang was still very professional. He knew what medicine it was with just a glance. However, he had no intention of continuing to look at the patient. Instead, he stared at the patient while panting.

It was like a half-horse race. Would there be a possibility of striped dissolution in director Jiang's old arms and legs? Chief Wang thought to himself.

"Director Jiang, the patient's past history ..."

"Oh, I just saw his ID card. I called the hospital." Chief Jiang said,"I'm transferring the information on his case."

"..." Chief Wang felt that he must be stupid. If a patient had a mental illness, they would definitely go to a mental hospital to see a doctor.

Amphetamine was a controlled drug that could not be bought in ordinary pharmacies.

Although director Jiang was stupid and bad, he did nothing wrong.