The old man whose surname was Liu, who was an old lady, exercised with everyone in the morning, and after breakfast, he sat in the shade of the flower bed next to the flower bed in the front yard, chatting with some other old men and old ladies to kill time.

Of course, the old people chatting together are not as lively as the young people, often a few people sit and only one or two people talk, gossiping about some of the past, everyone listens to it, and there is nothing to comment on after seeing too much.

So Mrs. Liu sat for a long time without saying a word, and even squinted her eyes against the back of the chair and no one felt anything wrong, until the sun was poisonous after chatting for a long time, and the nurse beckoned everyone into the activity room to rest, only to find that she had passed away.

A group of old people sighed, sighing that in addition to the inconvenience of her legs and feet after the stroke, she didn't have any major "problems" in her body, and she walked too suddenly, and finally envied her for walking so peacefully, and she didn't suffer any sin.

Dean Lu sighed and was embarrassed, because Mrs. Liu's son had died, her daughter-in-law had remarried, and only one grandson was still living in a mental hospital.

"She has been reimbursed by our accommodation unit over the years, and then she has a pension, but after paying the rest here, all the rest is used for her grandson's treatment, and she has no savings left. Dean Lu said.

Li Yi sighed, this kind of thing can only be like this.

On the one hand, she contacted Liu Laoyuan's work unit, and then reported to the police station in her original jurisdiction, as well as the doctor in the psychiatric hospital, after all, her grandson is a mentally ill person, and whether it is suitable for him to know this situation has to be decided by the doctor, and finally let the funeral home send a car to pull people.

Dean Lu followed him to the funeral home, and didn't come back until after lunch, and had agreed with her original unit that she would be cremated tomorrow, and as for the memorial service or something, it would be waived, this old lady had lived here for several years, and basically no one had come to visit, but she would occasionally beg the nurse to take her to the mental hospital to see her grandson.

No matter how you say it, your relatives should also send them on the last ride, so the next day, Dean Lu went to the crematorium to Zhang Luo first, and Li Yi went to the psychiatric hospital to pick up Mrs. Liu's grandson.

I have already contacted the psychiatric hospital, and they are sympathetic to the situation of the grandparents and grandchildren, and promise to send a doctor to follow.

The actual name of Dahe City Psychiatric Hospital is the Fifth People's Hospital, referred to as the Fifth Hospital, on the surface, it looks no different from an ordinary hospital, there is also an outpatient clinic in front, and it also treats fever and cold, but in addition to the outpatient building, it is heavily guarded, and family members have to make an appointment to visit, otherwise they will not be able to enter the door at all.

Song Yang stopped the car, Li Yi talked to the doorman, the doorman saw that Li Yi's name was registered, and called inside before letting him go.

"It doesn't feel like it's on TV, I don't see crazy people running around. Song Yang muttered in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense and pay attention to your words. Li Yi is quite cautious, because according to his analysis, a large part of the patients in the mental hospital are caused by incomplete souls, and this kind of physique is most likely to be possessed by ghosts, maybe that group of hell fugitives are hiding here.

Passing through the courtyard and entering the ward building, the hall on the first floor was very quiet, a young man in a white coat was standing at the door, and when he saw Li Yi and Song Yang, he said hello: "I am Chen Qiyu's doctor, my name is Tan Ning." ”

"Hello Dr. Tan, I'm in trouble. Li Yi went up and shook hands and said, "My name is Li Yi, and I am the nurse of Liu's 'milk' and 'milk'." ”

"No trouble, as it should be. Tan Ning said, made a gesture of please, and walked towards the elevator with the two of them, while introducing, "Tan Ning's recent state is quite stable, yesterday we told him about the situation of 'milk' and 'milk', he cried for a while, and he didn't get sick." ”

"Oh, I don't know exactly what his symptoms are. Li Yi asked.

"His condition is bipolar disorder, that is, he is easily agitated, angry, easily depressed, misanthropic, etc. Tan Ning said.

"Oh, is that dangerous? I said he wouldn't attack anyone, right?" Song Yang asked.

"I was in that situation when I first arrived, but now it's much better, and I haven't been sick for almost a month. Tan Ning smiled, "If you keep it for a while, you can actually be discharged from the hospital, otherwise we wouldn't agree to let him go to the funeral of Liu's 'milk' and 'milk'." ”

"That's good, that's good. Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Ning looked at him and said, "Actually, mentally ill people are nothing to be afraid of, they are just patients." ”

This is a point of Song Yang, in fact, not only Song Yang, most people have a natural fear of the mentally ill, and this so-called fear is actually more of a discrimination.

Li Yi thought of the European and American movies and TV series he watched, their attention to the mental patients and even their personal mental health is far stronger than in China, and the mentally ill can only live in a mental hospital almost like a prison for a lifetime, while there are not many professional mental hospitals in China, and there is no talk of compulsory treatment for violent mental patients, resulting in many mental patients living at home, causing trouble or even killing people without having to bear criminal responsibility......

Of course, there is also the reason that yellow people are much less likely to suffer from mental illness than white people, and the reason can even be related to Neanderthal genes......

Li Yi's thoughts were free, but he was interrupted by the "ding" sound of the elevator, and took the elevator up to the third floor, and went out to a hall, which should be an activity room or something.

Dr. Tan led the two of them straight through the hall, walked to a room inside and stood still, knocked on the door, and said, "Chen Qiyu, are you ready?"

The door opened, and there was a young man in his twenties standing behind the door, white and clean, a little thinner, this posture is obviously a little fresh meat, I don't know how many little girls will be 'fascinated' when I go out!

Chen Qiyu held on to the door, glanced at Doctor Tan, and then turned his head to look at Li Yi and Song Yang, his eyes flashed, his body stiffened slightly, and then closed the door again.

"Hey, what does he mean?" asked Song Yang with a wink.

Dr. Tan was slightly embarrassed and said, "Maybe it's a depressive state, and I don't like to talk a little." ”

Saying that, Dr. Tan knocked on the door again, but before he could speak, the door opened again, and Chen Qiyu was still carrying a backpack in his hand, looking ready to go.

"Hehe, it turned out that I took the bag, so let's go. Dr. Tan said, took the lead downstairs again, and pressed the elevator to go down.

Sitting in the BMW, Li Yi is still the co-pilot, Dr. Tan and Chen Qiyu are sitting in the back, Song Yang is chatting nonsense while driving, this guy is a chatterbox, he doesn't need you to "interject" when he speaks, he is like talking about stand-up comedy, as long as someone listens to him, he will not stop.

Song Yang spoke, Li Yi and Doctor Tan echoed casually, only Chen Qiyu didn't say a word......