So in that case, why did she transfer her aunt to the psychiatric department? Although Fouca did not know why the dean would say this, he still asked the doubts in his heart.

Fuqua found that the dean's expression was a little embarrassed, but in fact, Fuqua didn't want to embarrass the dean, but just wanted the dean to give him an explanation.

It seems that things are not simple, and Fuqua concludes that it must have something to do with the righteous path, and that there may be something else hidden in it, and although Fuqua doesn't want it to be like this, he can't help but connect it in the face of everything that is happening now.

At this moment, the dean suddenly looked a little excited, and faced Fuqua and spoke slowly.

In fact, this is not the original intention of our hospital, our hospital has gone through more than 80 spring and autumn since the establishment of the hospital, and there has never been such a thing, but everyone has difficulties, lying to you and hiding from you are a last resort, since you have made up your mind, I can tell you what happened, but you have to keep it secret, if you don't tell you, I think my doctor's conscience will also be condemned.

Speaking of this, the dean often sighed, in fact, your aunt is fine, she can be discharged from the hospital now, she just suffered a slight trauma to her head, and now there are some sequelae, but you can rest assured, she has not been diagnosed with mental illness at all, you may have a lot of questions, but please believe that the hospital, whether it is the patient's family or our hospital itself, is for the sake of the patient, but her immediate family has come to me many times, that is, the patient's son, he strongly asked us to transfer his mother to the psychiatric department, just after the operation, although we are not able to do a psychiatric evaluation for a whileBut her son's attitude was very resolute, we were for him why he did this, he didn't answer, just kept saying that it was for his mother's good, it seems that he was afraid that his mother would be impacted, what effect would it have on the brain, I explained to him, he didn't listen, just asked us to do what he said, and even threatened to die at one point, there was no way we had to arrange the patient in the psychiatric department alone.

As a hospital worker, adhering to the principle of saving lives and helping the wounded, he was very tough on the threat of death at that time, so he had to agree first, which is also to blame our position at that time was not firm, but now to transfer to the ward is to go through a lot of procedures, very troublesome, now there is no extra ward, but please rest assured, we will definitely find a way as soon as possible, in my opinion, the most important thing is to do the work of her family, maybe there is something hidden in this, you better ask her family again.

The dean's words sounded very sincere and a little impatient, more meaningful, Fouca thought that there was no need for him to stay again, if he didn't leave, it was quite a bit suspicious, and it was even very likely that it was unreasonable in the eyes of the dean, but he was really a little worried about the dean's words, in Foqua's opinion, the dean would not have said it on purpose to himself, there was no need to be entangled again, and it was the responsibility of the patient's family at most, rather than wasting things here, it was better to find the right way to ask for a clear understanding, Fuqua had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a whileIt seems that the spearhead of all kinds of information is pointing to the right path, so he thinks that he must find him.

Thank you so much for telling me the truth, thank you, Dean. Fouca politely said goodbye.

I also thank you for believing in me, you can rest assured that our hospital puts patients first and will do our best for the sake of patients.

Before leaving, the dean told Fuka not to tell anyone about today's conversation, especially the aunt, it seems that the dean still has some scruples.

Walking out of the door of the dean's office, the whole corridor was noisy, I don't know when there were many more people, as if in a different world, is this still a hospital, it was completely out of order, and Fuka saw a group of people coming from a distance.

Get out of the way, get out of the way. Suddenly, a thunderous sound came into Foca's ears, and when Fuqua was completely unresponsive, he fell to the ground.

You... Fuka barely stood up from the ground and glared at the man who had pushed him.

But the man had already run away, and it seemed that he was in a hurry, yes, but this person was wearing a white coat, was he obviously a doctor.

How could this be, on the way back from the hospital, Fucca couldn't lift his mind, and his spirit was a little trance.

Sunday's campus is busy, upstairs and downstairs, inside and outside the school, the students' steps are unevenly intertwined, maybe for what kind of rare joy, it's a rare holiday, most of the people who go home are gone, whether it's a long way or a short way, they are all diligent, only a small part of them don't want to go home stay.

Fouca sighed a little, this is his own school, and it has maintained such a conventional tradition for decades, whether it is a New Year's holiday or a weekend, it has almost gone.

Looking at the backs of his classmates, Fuka had an impulse, go home, her mother must be waiting for her at home, but if she leaves, what will her aunt do, she hasn't found the right way yet, and the matter hasn't been solved yet.

The campus lost its former vitality, while the students were busy going home, the campus gradually fell silent, walking on the road made a "zizi" sound, the grass moved in the wind, and a few noises came from a distance, which seemed familiar.

A hint of cold wind blew into his ears, accompanied by a loud noise, walking, about 10 minutes later, I couldn't help but come to the door of the teaching building, strangely enough, it was empty, Foca wanted to find the right way, in his opinion, this may be the most likely place for him to come, but almost the entire campus was searched, and he was not seen.

The cold wind stood up, and Fuka, who couldn't help but blow, shivered all over, and at this moment, a familiar but anxious voice suddenly came from behind him.

Fuka, Fuca...

Hearing his name, Fucca was very surprised, he really didn't expect that at this time in this deserted campus, someone would call his name, is it the right way? Fuca's heart almost rose to his throat, and he couldn't wait to turn his head.