Mu Chun, who couldn't find the "customer service" to solve his doubts, didn't have anything to do for the time being, but felt that his head hurt more after drinking a few sips of coffee.

He tried to think about what had happened around him recently, the most recent was Ding Jiajun's matter, but he should have improved significantly, and then as long as he asked Lao Qian to help him attend more funerals and let him draw more portraits, his sadness would slowly dissolve.

Ding Jiajun doesn't exactly belong, and there is a more professional name in Mu Chun's memory.

Mu Chun didn't know how Liu Dan knew, maybe he was the same as Zhang Wenwen, and he would be one of them, if the equipment was all human, Mu Chun felt that the system should be changed to be better.

Ding Jiajun's symptoms look very similar to those of a patient, a rare form of mental delusion in which the patient, although conscious, believes that he is dead and does not exist, only the spirit exists. In 1880, the French neurologist Kotal first proposed this as a condition, calling it "negative delirium", and people have since named it after him.

Due to the scarcity of cases and the controversy between the judgments and analyses of different doctors, the understanding is still very limited.

Patients will be convinced that they are brain dead, and think that they have become "living dead", "living corpses", etc., and lose the ability to eat, drink and speak; Patients often lose their intuitive sense of smell and taste, and their brain is in a state of low mobility, as if they were in a vegetative state.

People with severe illnesses often think that they should belong to the "cemetery" or "cemetery" because that is where the dead should be.

Some patients have a sense of self-destruction, self-harm, self-annihilation, and lifelong frustration.

There are also patients who are convinced that they are "immortal" and do not need to eat, only a small amount of drinking water.

As a result, the body was malnourished for a long time and eventually starved to death.

As far as Mu Chun knows, observing the patient's brain metabolic activity through positron emission tomography can help diagnose, due to brain endocrine disorders, the parietal and prefrontal lobes in the patient's brain responsible for cognition and judgment cannot function normally.

It would be nice to open a checklist earlier, and you can earn a little bonus.

However, Ding Jiajun's purpose of coming to the hospital twice was very clear, the first was to come to the hospital to open it, and the second thing was to receive it.

Unless Ding Jiajun is forcibly tied, or Ding Jiajun is required to undergo an examination on the grounds that "the hospital needs to check whether the patient's brain has died". But the former can't do it, and the latter is logically very unreasonable and too easy to be questioned by patients.

At the beginning of treatment, the patient's questioning will not do any good to carry out the treatment, and it is more likely that the patient is gone; The patient has gone elsewhere for treatment; The patient is no longer treated.

When you encounter a problem and figure it out, it takes time and time to get along

Mu Chun shook his head, isn't it Ding Jiajun's problem?

However, Mu Chun still has doubts about Ding Jiajun's diagnosis, first of all, the most obvious point is that Ding Jiajun is too clean.

Too clean!

A patient is usually in a state of severe depression with low mobility, which is described in a vivid and easy-to-understand word as a vegetative state.

It is difficult for a person in such a state of low mobility to be so neat, and even he pays more attention to the cleanliness of his appearance than the average man.

Mu Chun has been very concerned about this from the beginning.

In addition, Ding Jiajun is not without eating, following Lao Qian for two days, when Mu Chun eats steamed buns, Ding Jiajun will also eat, and the eating posture is very gentle, at first glance, he is a person with high cultural literacy.

The last point is Ding Jiajun's behavior in the funeral home, he helped the makeup artist to draw and Zhang Mingyou to write a memorial speech, with clear thinking and strong action.

By the time he walked out of the funeral home after the memorial service, it was obvious that his whole body had recovered a lot of vitality, and his self-awareness when speaking was at a normal level.

What else is there that is not being noticed?

Could it be?

Mu Chun suddenly realized what it meant, this crisis may be a very, very simple reference, referring to one thing suicide.

Regardless of whether Ding Jiajun was before or not, whether it was or not, there is one point that should not be ignored and must not be ignored.

Ding Jiajun has a huge sadness buried in him.

This is a person who is in great sorrow, and whether it is or not, a person who is in great sorrow may make the act of giving up on life.

What's more, Ding Jiajun is not so depressed that he is unable to move, or feels that he should lie in a coffin and be buried in a cemetery, as a typical patient does.

Ding Jiajun has enough power to support suicide, and he has the strength to do it.

And he still has perfect self-knowledge to plan it.

That's right, that's what I want to remind him of.

Mu Chun rushed downstairs and ran all the way to the second floor, ignoring Qi Rong's contemptuous expression, and pulled Liu Dan outside the internal medicine outpatient clinic.

Liu Dan was a little depressed, flattered, and at a loss, "Hey, hey, Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu, what's wrong?" ”

"Do you know where Ding Jiajun usually goes? Are there any people in particular who are important? Or is there a particularly important piece of work that he has exhibited somewhere? ”

Mu Chun said too quickly, Liu Dan didn't react for a while, but soon, he fully understood, "Is something wrong with Seven?" Liu asked lightly.

"Don't be in a hurry to explain, talk as you go."

Mu Chun pulled Liu Dan and walked outside the hospital. While walking, thinking about various possibilities, Liu Dan was holding Mu Chun with one hand and quickly looking for any clues on his mobile phone that might find Ding Jiajun.

"There it is." Liu Dan said suddenly, "Do you trust my intuition? ”

"That's up to my gut feeling."

Liu Dan didn't have time to complain, and stuffed the mobile phone into Mu Chun's hand, "It's too late to take a taxi, once there is a traffic jam on the road, I'm worried that I won't be able to catch up." ”

"What time?"

"When the car accident happened."

Liu Dan looked around where there were shared bicycles, while talking to Mu Chun about his intuition and reasoning.

"Liu Dan, I'm sure your intuition is right." Mu Chun said solemnly.

"Huh? I'm not done yet. ”