"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."

After Hua Wenfeng walked in, he was a little embarrassed: "There was a disturbance among the patient's family members outside just now, and now it's gone." ”

I held back my anger, and when I thought that this Hua Wenfeng might want to induce my mother to commit suicide, I wanted to kill him.

"Doctor Hua, you are a psychiatrist, can you also encounter medical trouble?"

"Of course, because not everyone is reasonable."

Hua Wenfeng sighed and said: "Although we are psychologists and help patients solve psychological problems, it does not mean that we will be able to help patients return to normal, especially patients with depression. ”

"Some patients with severe depression have strong suicidal tendencies, and they may not be able to think about a certain point, so they are easy to think about it, and then do something stupid, and their families can't accept it."

"To put it bluntly, many people lack a natural attitude towards illness and life and death, and most people always have a somewhat distorted view of life and death."

I heard that he had a voiceover, so I pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Your last two sentences are a bit esoteric, I don't quite understand them. ”

He took off his white coat, sat down across from me, and explained to me very seriously: "For example, an elderly man who is seriously ill needs to rely on a ventilator and various instruments to maintain his life, and some family members will do their best, even if they spend more money, even if they smash pots and sell iron, they still hope to keep the old man in the world and hope that he will live longer." ”

"They think this is filial piety, this is family affection."

"But if you think about it carefully, an old man whose life is about to come to an end can be liberated and no longer suffer from illness, but he still wants to let him suffer from sin, let him live without quality of life, and let him continue to suffer, they call this filial piety."

"What kind of view of life and death is this?"

I have to admit that Hua Wenfeng's understanding of life and death is still very correct.

As Zhuangzi said: life is also the beginning of life.

"It's because they don't have a correct view of life and death, so as long as their family members die, they will blame everything on the doctors who treated them."

Hua Wenfeng shook his head and sighed: "They always think that doctors are bad people, doctors do not do their duty to treat the deceased, they think that doctors are executioners, doctors are obviously saving people, why didn't they save people?" ”

"But they didn't think that doctors are also human beings, doctors are not immortals, and there is no miracle cure."

I can only agree with half of these sentences.

The other doctors are good, but he Hua Wenfeng is a real executioner!

It's a devil in the garments of angels!

Seeing that Hua Wenfeng was getting more and more excited, I said, "Then do you also think that if a person is too painful, death is a relief?" ”

Hua Wenfeng nodded without hesitation: "I think so, if one day I become like this, I hope not to save me, 'death' is not necessarily a derogatory term, 'live' is not necessarily a positive word, many people do not have a correct attitude towards this." ”

While the iron was hot, I asked him again, "If your patient is living a miserable life, do you think it would be better for him to be relieved?" ”

Hua Wenfeng's mouth opened and hurriedly closed it again.

He hurriedly shook his head: "That's not true, most of my patients are young people, young people still have a future, and mental illness is not incurable, how can my professional ethics allow me to do this?" ”

After speaking, he looked at the time, got up and said, "Mr. Chen, it's not too early, I should also get off work." ”

Coming out of the clinic, I walked two blocks back to the car.

An Ning was sitting in the back row, and Song Xiaotian didn't know when he came back.

He was about to report to me on the investigation of Hua Wenfeng, but I interrupted him.

"My mom...... My mom could be the next victim......"

"What...... What? ”

Song Xiaotian and An Ning were shocked.

"Your mother?"

"I just now, secretly took the rest of the medical records, and I found my mother's name, the patient's name and age...... It's all right up with my mom. ”

After saying that, I quickly took out my mobile phone and began to check the year of birth of this patient, and what time was the lunar calendar.

After checking, it was really the fifteenth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar.

But I can't remember whether my mom had her birthday on the 15th day of the fourth lunar month, I can only remember when my mom had her birthday when I was 10 years old.

I remember that year around my mother's birthday, my grandfather broke his leg while riding an electric scooter and was lying in bed for two months.

I hurriedly searched again for what time it was on the fifteenth day of the fourth lunar month of that year.

I checked it and it was right again.

My mom is the 15th birthday of the fourth lunar month!

"It's really my mom!"

I looked at Song Xiaotian and An Ning, and my whole body began to tremble, as if the sky had fallen.

This is the only relative in the world, and I obviously have no intersection with her, why is this happening.

Is it because I happened to meet her that day?

Am I just doing this to my relatives?

"Don't worry, your mother has been away from home for so many years, is she still in Lanjiang City?"

"In!"

I hurriedly told Song Xiaotian that I met my mother a few days ago, just that time, but I don't know where she lives.

I asked Song Xiaotian to help me check my mother's address.

Originally, I didn't want to bother her, but she was severely depressed, and she also came to this clinic to see a doctor, and it was her birthday, so I was afraid of her......

"It's really hard to look up."

Song Xiaotian said: "Only your mother's name and age, and I don't know the address, it's a waste of time to check, unless the police's internal system directly retrieves the name and age, and it can be found out quickly." ”

I understood what Song Xiaotian meant, and hurriedly took out my mobile phone and called Brother Liu.

Brother Liu seemed impatient, probably because I had been calling him recently.

"Brother Liu, you help me, this person is my mother, her name is Jiang Yuan, 49 years old."

"She may be in danger, you can help me find out where she lives now, or where she works."

Fortunately, Brother Liu agreed, saying that he would help me check it immediately and let me wait a while.

I sat in the car like pins and needles.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Brother Liu called me and gave me an address.

This address, not far from the bus stop where I last took my mom.

I didn't delay and immediately drove over.

After arriving, looking at the old building in front of me, I realized how difficult my mother had been all these years.

The community she lives in is an old community, and she doesn't even have a property.

I felt sad for a while, and hurriedly took Song Xiaotian and An Ning upstairs together.

This is a staircase, there is no elevator, my mother lives on the seventh floor.

After running up to the seventh floor, I was already out of breath, I didn't see the light in the room, and suddenly my heart rose to my throat, and I hurriedly knocked on the door, but I didn't dare to shout.

After about a minute of knocking, the door finally opened.

My mom stood in the doorway, looking at me with a tired and shocked expression.