Liang Zhijie accepted the recording, even though she didn't think she would find anything more valuable in it. The recording Matthew gave her was equivalent to the video given to her by Jiamei Hospital, these things were screened and processed, and even if they found traces of processing, there was no way to get the other party to hand over the original version.

In the He Yuan case, they appeared rather passive.

Liang Zhijie's side has not made much progress, and Li Fei's side has turned on the mode of listening to ghost stories.

"He Yuan was admitted to the hospital on November 19, 2019, mainly as a ghost?" Li Fei looked at the medical record in his hand: "It was her brother who sent her to Rongkang Hospital for treatment?" Did her brother say what the hell she saw? ”

"I say yes, but I don't think it's credible." The chubby doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "He Yuan's brother said that she had undergone a prosthesis transplant in a plastic surgery hospital, this so-called transplant surgery refers to prosthetic breast augmentation, which is a method of placing prosthetic materials suitable for the patient's thoracic type on the chest by means of surgery, and there are many kinds of incisions, which can be selected according to the specific underlying conditions of the patient." The patient, He Yuan, had two surgeries of the same type. The first was an autologous fat graft and the second was a prosthesis, and the interval between the two surgeries was so short that the patient experienced adverse reactions after the second procedure. ”

"Adverse reactions?"

"There will be adverse reactions to surgery." The doctor lowered his head and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose again: "This reaction varies according to the individual's physique, and He Yuan has a relatively large reaction." Not only did she develop a local infection, but she also experienced sensory disturbances, chronic pain, prosthetic displacement, etc., which, combined with the fact that her nose had problems during the same period, caused her to be stressed and hallucinate. ”

"Mental disorder?" Li Fei blurted out.

"Sort of!" The doctor continued to push his glasses: "The cause of He Yuan's hell is very complicated, it may be a mental disorder, it may be a neurasthenia caused by excessive stress, or it may be schizophrenia. Of course, when I say this, you may think that I am not very professional, and as a doctor, I actually use the words "possible" and "maybe", but if you are a psychiatrist, you will understand that mental illness is difficult to judge, and the causes are complex, and there is no single cause or condition. ”

"I understand, just like depression, even the patients themselves don't know how they got it."

"If you can understand, doctors like us are often not understood, and many patients, especially their family members, tend to deify us doctors and feel that if we send a patient to us, we have the obligation and responsibility to cure her. We do have this obligation and responsibility, but we are not immortals, and even if we are immortals, we can't cure the diseases here and here. ”

The doctor pointed first to his head, then to his heart.

"Regarding He Yuan's treatment, we carried out it from two aspects. On the one hand, it is to eliminate her mental stress, and on the other hand, it is to treat her with medication to improve her fear and anxiety. She lived with us for half a year and it worked well. ”

"Who picked her up from the hospital? What was her mental state like before she was discharged from the hospital? ”

"The same person who sent her and picked her up were all her brothers. There is no way to completely cure a mental illness like this, because the key to whether this disease can be completely solved is not in the hospital, not in the doctor, but in the patient himself. The patient figured it out for herself, figured it out, stopped being afraid and afraid, got out of her obsession, and she was cured. On the contrary, her condition will keep recurring, and even get worse. ”

The doctor continued to push his glasses: "He Yuan was fine when she left us, her mental state was quite stable, we had suggested that her family let her stay in the hospital for more observation for a while, but her family thought that we wanted to make more money, so we took people out." Something happened to this He Yuan, right? You just said that you are a criminal policeman, shouldn't she kill people as ghosts? ”

As soon as the doctor's words came out, Li Fei directly narrowed his eyes.

"Kill people as ghosts? Did she have this reaction during her hospitalization? ”

"Yes!" The doctor pushed the frame of his glasses: "He Yuan's illness is very special, and one of our nurses once regarded one of our nursing staff as a ghost who asked for her life. Fortunately, we are a special type of hospital, and there are certain precautions for such patients, and there is no major personal injury. ”

"The ghost she said had something to do with her surgery, and as her attending doctor, do you know what she means by this ghost?" Li Fei approached the doctor: "I mean...... What she fears is the kind of ethereal ghosts, or the people who are alive or who have been alive. ”

"This ......" the doctor hesitated for a moment and asked the nurse to fetch a USB drive, "I can't say it, you better see it yourself." ”

There are three people in the picture, He Yuan, He Yuan's cousin and He Yuan's attending doctor, and there is another person outside the picture, who is responsible for filming this picture.

This person's shooting technique is average, and judging from the image quality, it should have been taken with a mobile phone.

In the picture, He Yuan is wearing the clothes Li Fei is very familiar with, which is the one seen in the surveillance data provided by Jiamei Hospital. After looking at the time, it should have been taken on the same day, but one was in Jiamei Hospital and the other was in Rongkang Hospital. Extrapolating from the time, He Yuan was directly sent to Rongkang Hospital after being taken out by the two security guards of Jiamei Hospital.

In the picture, He Yuan's emotions are still a little excited.

"I'm not sick, what I said is true, they hurt me, they gave me the things of the dead, and I was haunted by demons. If you don't believe me, you can look it up, I know who that ghost is, and I know how she died. She was killed by Jiamei Hospital, and I was the second. ”

He Yuan looked frightened and chattered.

Suddenly, He Yuan turned around and looked at the wall behind him, and his shoulders began to shake slightly.

"You see, she's standing there, wearing a white shirt and black pants."

He Yuan tilted his head, his arm slowly raised, and pointed to the opposite wall.

"Her name is Chen Yi, 32 years old, and she went to Jiamei Hospital for plastic surgery in January." He Yuan's expression seemed to be really talking to someone: "She made incisions on both armpits, and she used the imported prostheses they said." The operation lasted three hours and began at half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon. She didn't get off the operating table, and she didn't know what she had died of. ”

He Yuan looked down at herself, "She said that her husband reached an agreement with Jiamei Hospital, and the hospital paid her husband a sum of money, but before she was buried, her prosthesis was removed. She said that the pair of prostheses was on me, and she said that it belonged to her, that she had bought it for hundreds of thousands, and that she asked me to return it to her. ”

He Yuan's facial expression began to distort, and her limbs also showed an incredible angle, she was in pain, but what she let out was that kind of forbearance roar, as if there were really two souls living in her body, and those two souls were tearing each other apart.