Chapter 200: Behavior Modification Treatment

The land of Qilu is one of the important cradles of Chinese civilization, where a brilliant Confucian culture was born, and a hundred schools of thought were born in the Jixia School Palace.

After entering the provincial border, you can see cultural monuments and beautiful scenery everywhere, but He Guang didn't have the slightest thought at all along the way, to enjoy the beautiful scenery around him, and he was nervous and nervous along the way.

The destination of this trip, the Internet addiction treatment center, is rumored on the Internet to be like hell on earth, and in the concept of netizens of He Guang's age, this place is even endowed with a layer of 'magic color', not like a place where a modern scientific and civilized society should exist, but more like a scene in a horror movie.

In the past, it was none of his business, He Guang could still stand in the attitude of a bystander, and joke about it as a joke, and often saw netizens online for a long time, so he said, 'You are still online, beware of the 100,000 volts voltage of Yang Calling Beast'.

Who knew that today, it was really his turn to be caught by Yang Zhaobeast and taken to a mental hospital!

For Yang Calling Beast, He Guang actually didn't have too much resentment. Because as we all know, Yang Zhaomeng is a 'devil', a person who amasses money and sells his reputation in the name of curing Internet addiction.

What really chilled him was his parents!

He Guang is 21 years old this year, although he has not really been in contact with society, but through the Internet and various media, he has a certain understanding of some deceitful and dark sides of society.

However, he never imagined that his biological parents would use such means against him, first deceiving and stabilizing himself, and then even drugged himself in milk and forcibly sent him to that 'devil's concentration camp'.

Thinking of this, He Guang shuddered, only feeling that although the world is big, even his own parents are no longer trustworthy, what else can he rely on in the world?

Zhao Lian ......" He subconsciously thought of this good friend.

In fact, he still thinks more about Zhao Lian's cousin Zhao Zejun, what happened at the door of Herong Building that day impressed him too deeply, and he believed that if Zhao Zejun made a move, he would definitely be able to save himself.

However, why should the other party save himself? This is his own 'family matter', and others have no right to interfere at all; the treatment center is not an illegal institution, and Yang Zhaomeng has also appeared on CCTV and has been commended and publicized as an expert, which has a great influence; and this is not Jianwu City, Southern Jiangsu Province, but Yang Zhaomao's territory......

Even Zhao Lian and Zhao Zejun didn't know that they had been arrested again, and now that all communication tools have been confiscated, there is no way to notify the other party.

He Guang's heart was full of disappointment and distrust of his parents, and in his eyes that occasionally drifted by, obvious alienation flashed, as if he was looking at two strangers.

"Son, don't scare Mom. Zhao Lian's mother saw her son's cold eyes, her heart twitched, and she said worriedly.

He Guang's father frowned, and asked sharply with a straight face: "What kind of eyes are you?! I don't know what to do if you treat your parents who are good for you as enemies! I see that you are really sick! Teacher Yang, this child will ask you." ”

Yang called the beast to help his eyes and nodded: "Don't worry, I have treated people who are more serious than him." However, your son's current situation must be compulsorily treated, and your parents must be mentally prepared. The jade can't be made, and now it's a little hard to save him!"

"We can treat it as it should be, and we can rest assured that the child will be handed over to you!" said He Guang's father.

"Good. You can rest assured, no matter how serious the condition is, as long as I take over, there will be obvious changes immediately. Yang nodded in satisfaction.

As the van got closer and closer to its destination, He Guang became more and more nervous, and the terrifying legends about the treatment center on the Internet kept coming to mind in his mind, and he wanted to find an opportunity to jump out of the car several times, but the two bald men with flat heads in uniform and flat heads around him looked him dead and had no chance at all.

After being nervous all the way, I finally came to my destination.

From the outside, the treatment center is not as eerie and terrifying as the legend says, and there are several signs of institutions with relevant unit certifications hanging outside the building, which looks like a very formal unit. It's just the monitor on the wall, and the dense glass fragments of beer bottles inserted on the wall, which make He Guang feel faintly uneasy.

After entering the treatment center, the two big men in charge of 'guarding' He Guang disappeared, and in their place, five young men with shaved heads and camouflage uniforms appeared in front of them.

"Hello Uncle Yang!" Several young people seemed to have undergone some kind of training, and when they saw Yang screaming beasts, they immediately raised their heads and shouted in unison, even their tones were exactly the same, and they sounded very polite and enthusiastic.

"These people, all of whom were treated by me, used to fight, some went online, and some ran away from home. You see, it's completely reborn now. ”

Yang called the beast to introduce He Guang's parents, then pointed to He Guang, and said to the young people: "This is your new 'ally' and his parents, you will be together in the future, take care of him." ”

Several young people shouted at He Guang's parents like marionettes: "Hello uncle and aunt." ”

"Hello. He Guang's mother looked at her husband and said with relief: "Look, these children are really sensible." After speaking, he glanced at He Guang expectantly.

He Guang's father swept his son with impatient eyes, compared with this group of 'sensible children', He Guang is simply a second-rate son of Hangerlang, which made him do his best and lose people.

He frowned and said to Yang Beast, "Well, Teacher Yang, then He Guang will leave it to you." ”

"Then you go and pay the bill first, the basic accommodation management fee is 6,000 yuan per month, and you will pay for a course of treatment first. I took him for a treatment. Yang said with a blank face.

As soon as He Guang's parents left, Yang Zhaobeast nodded at the young men and said, "Bring him to Treatment Room 13." ”

After hearing about Treatment Room 13, the other young people who had been looking very numb all had a deep fear in their eyes.

'No. 13?' He Guang suddenly thought of some kind of legend on the Internet, and was frightened, and after being stunned for a while, he yelled like crazy: "***, Lao Tzu is not going!"

As he spoke, he was about to run out.

It's easy to get in, it's too hard to run, and before he can spread his legs, Yang called the beast's assistant suddenly made a very standard grappling action, and fell to the ground with a bang.

A few other people rushed up and pressed him with all hands and feet.

Not far away, He Guang's parents, who had already gone to pay the bill, heard their son's screams and couldn't help but look back, only to see He Guang struggling to be dragged into the distance, shouting at them: "Mom and Dad, help, save me!"

He Guang's mother was very distressed, and she was about to cry, and He Guang's father also had a calm face, as if he couldn't bear it.

But they were indifferent and watched He Guang being pulled away.

The moment He Guang disappeared at the end of the corridor, he finally despaired of his parents and yelled bitterly: "I hate you!"

"Tell me, why did I give birth to such a brute!" He Guang's father was so angry that he smoked.

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Treatment Room 13 of the Internet Addiction Treatment Center is officially called 'ECT Treatment Room' in the treatment center.

In Chinese, ECT stands for 'electroconvulsive therapy'.

Due to the major hidden dangers of electroconvulsive therapy itself and the ambiguity of the definition of so-called Internet addiction, the Ministry of Health banned the use of electroconvulsive therapy devices in Internet addiction treatment last year. In order to avoid violations, the original 'ECT treatment room' has been replaced with a new brand, 'Behavior Modification Treatment Room'.

Externally, electroconvulsive therapy is no longer used, but a low-frequency pulse therapy device that does almost no harm.

Whether it is the previous ECT or the current so-called behavior modification, it is customary to call it No. 13 in the treatment center.

The No. 13 treatment room is not large, only about 10 square meters, with four white walls, thick soundproof sponges on the walls and doors, a steel-framed hospital bed occupies the most central position of the room, there is a yellowed instrument in the corner, and there are two oxygen cylinders for rescue in the side.

Although the 13th has been advertised to use low-frequency pulses, there is still a large note about 'ECT' posted on the wall.

"ECT, electroconvulsive therapy, is used for major depressive disorder, mania and schizophrenia, but the recurrence rate is more than half, which can lead to the deepening of violence and suicidal emotions in patients, and can only be used as the last line of defense for psychiatric intervention when the doctor has consent,......

The use of ECT treatment must be authorized by the patient and his immediate family members, and the patient should be given general anesthesia during the treatment ......"

Seeing this scene, He Guang immediately realized what he was going to face next.

He wanted to escape, but Yang called the beast and waved his hand: "Tie him up." ”

The 'allies' immediately pressed He Guang to the hospital bed, and fixed his hands, feet and head with belts, as if to prevent him from resisting too much, and the two stronger allies also held down his hands and feet respectively.

"***, surnamed Yang, you dare to call Lao Tzu, as long as Lao Tzu still has one breath, go out and kill you!" He Guangse yelled inwardly.

Yang Zhaomeng had already changed into a white coat, holding a clipboard to record his condition, sneered when he heard this, looked at He Guang, and asked, "Do you know why you came here?"

"***, Lao Tzu fucked your mother and your wife, hahaha!"

He Guang is not crazy, nor is he bold, but precisely because he was frightened, he could only scold himself for emboldening.

"Do you still want to go online?" Yang asked again.

"It's your business, I'll fuck your mother!" He Guang continued to scold.

Yang Zhaobeast nodded, and wrote a line in the case very seriously: "Strong aggression, obvious homicidal and self-mutilating tendencies, and unable to control behavior." Diagnosis of severe mania, severe dysfunction, habit and impulsivity disorder, suitable for low-frequency pulse therapy. ”

After writing, he nodded to his assistant, "Let's get started." ”

As soon as the words fell, He Guang only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth of his hands.

Yang called the beast's assistant used two things like steel needles to pass through the tiger's mouth in He Guang's hands, and then clamped an iron clip on one end of the steel needle.

He Guang was about to cry out in pain, but the 'ally' behind him immediately pinched his cheek from behind and shoved something like braces into it to prevent him from biting off his tongue or screaming loudly in the next treatment.

Yang called the beast to the electronic device and pressed the button.

"Hmm......"

A low and suppressed cry sounded in the 13th, He Guang's eyes were round, his eyes were bloodshot, his eye sockets were about to crack, and his body writhed involuntarily.