A psychiatrist and a psychiatrist are not the same profession.

When facing patients, the former will tell you how to adjust your psychological state, and in more serious cases, you will be advised to take medication.

In more serious cases, you will be advised to see a psychiatrist.

The difference between a psychiatrist and a psychiatrist is that the former will deal with more patients with more complex conditions, and these patients' mental state is basically in a state of "disease".

The so-called lesion refers to the values, three views, world view, self-perception and so on......

Well...... In terms of treatment, the latter will be more straightforward......

Therefore, when he learned that Du Wei was a psychiatrist, Dean Taylor's expression was a little strange.

She coughed, and said, "If you weren't an exorcist, I'd think you're here to apply for a job at the hospital." ”

Du Wei did not answer, holding an umbrella, and silently followed behind Dean Taylor.

He was thinking about the psychiatric hospital and the patient crouching next to the electric railing machine.

On a rainy day, a mentally ill person is drenched in rain outside, and looking at his appearance, his perception of the outside world is also distorted.

No matter how careless the medical staff is, they will not let such a patient stay in the rainstorm.

"It's weird......"

Du Wei silently said a word to himself in his heart, while keeping his distance from Dean Taylor.

He didn't like to get too close to strangers, especially in a psychiatric hospital.

At this time, Dean Taylor suddenly turned his head and said, "By the way, you are also a member of the church, although I have little contact with people like you, there is no need to be so rusty, I have always disliked the title of dean." ”

This sentence is very inexplicable......

So, Du Wei also pretended to be surprised and asked, "Isn't your position the dean?" Why do you hate it? ”

Dean Taylor sighed and said, "Because I was the only one who remained human in that fire. ”

Du Wei nodded apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't know about your past, in that case, then I'll call you Mrs. Taylor?" ”

Mrs. Taylor smiled and said, "Of course, although my husband died in ten years. ”

Du Wei also smiled, but he was vigilant in his heart.

This Mrs. Taylor's behavior seemed inexplicable, as if she was trying to imply something.

Something to do with nuns?

He thought about it for a moment and mentally denied the answer.

Du Wei himself was a man who had been cursed by a nun, and no one knew the feeling of terror and despair better than he did.

Even though he has always maintained a calm and rational state, his spirit has always been tense.

Relatively speaking, if Mrs. Taylor was related to a nun, it would be absolutely impossible for her not to be contaminated with a curse, let alone live so "comfortably".

So...... What exactly is she trying to express?

Du Wei's eyes were slightly indifferent, but there was still no change on his face.

……

Ten minutes later.

Mrs. Taylor, the director, took Dewey to his quarters.

Well...... It is a separate floor where medical staff live, and the building next to it is inhabited by mentally ill people.

The two sat for a while, and then began to talk.

Du Wei was the first to ask, "Mrs. Taylor, as I can see, there don't seem to be too many medical staff at Hill Psychiatric Hospital?" ”

Just now, when he went upstairs, he secretly looked at the situation in the corridor, and rarely saw garbage cans, or traces of human habitation.

Mrs. Taylor replied, "Yes, this is a suburb, and very few doctors are willing to come to work here, and the image of the previous fires to the outside world is not very good, you should understand?" ”

Du Wei nodded and said, "I probably know something, so how many medical staff are there in the hospital now?" ”

Mrs. Taylor coughed and said, "There are 19 of them, including me, but a few of them don't have regular working hours, so you probably won't meet them." ”

After speaking, she said: "Okay, I'm a little tired, I'm going back to rest, the hospital will close in about an hour, if James and they don't arrive, please help open the door." ”

Du Wei snorted and said, "Of course." ”

Seeing this, Mrs. Taylor did not stop, but got up and staggered out.

After she left, Du Wei instantly regained his calm appearance.

He looked around for a moment.

The room that has been cleaned up has a slightly old table and chairs, but fortunately it has been cleaned and looks very clean.

In addition, there is an air conditioner hanging on the head of the bed, and the whole room is very simply furnished.

On top of that, the windows are large, and although the sky outside is overcast, it doesn't seem as dark as you might think.

So, Du Wei walked to the window.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized rain clicked on the glass, and there was a ticking sound, which was slightly noisy.

As far as the eye can see, directly opposite is the iconic ecclesiastical-style clock tower.

Immediately afterwards, in Du Wei's sight, the figure of Mrs. Taylor, the dean, appeared.

She walked hard in the rain with an umbrella, facing the clock tower.

"This dean, something is very wrong."

Du Wei watched coldly as Mrs. Taylor walked into the clock tower and whispered.

The appearance of a church-style bell tower building in a psychiatric hospital is already strange in itself, far-fetched and can be explained by the fact that the predecessor was a church.

But the director of the psychiatric hospital, under the pretext that he wanted to rest, ended up in the clock tower, which is completely unreasonable.

If she is not lying, then it can only be said that she lives in the clock tower all year round and lives in it.

So what was her starting point? Evil spirits? ”

"But I didn't find any traces of the existence of evil spirits......

"Perhaps, I should go out and see ......"

……

16:23。

Ryan spouts his patients in the hallways of the psychiatric hospital as usual.

In about half an hour, the hospital will close, and to put it simply, when it is time to get off work, after eating the work meal, he will choose to go back to a separate room and maintain a good routine.

But today, he meets a strange male patient.

Dressed in a black trench coat, there are few expressions, and the main thing is that the man's eyes are always calm and outrageous, as if they were a pool of stagnant water.

"Mr. Du Wei, I probably already know about your condition, there is no big problem, I suggest you take more medicine, and then go back to your room to rest, just like me."

As he spoke, Ryan pointed to his head: "Eat on time, rest on time, you will find that the world is beautiful, but if you don't eat and rest on time, then you will fall into distress." ”

"It's called anxiety, it's a very serious disease, but I'm a very serious one, I'm the most professional psychiatrist in New York, so please cooperate with me...... Wait, where are you going, it's going to get dark soon and you'll have to get back to your hospital room! ”