Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Psychiatrist and psychiatrist are not the same profession.

When facing a patient, the former will tell you how to adjust your mental state, and if it is more serious, you will be advised to take medicine.

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 face more patients with more complicated conditions, and the mental state of these patients is basically in a state of "diseased".

The so-called pathological changes refer to very human values, three views, world views, self-awareness, etc...

Hmm... In terms of treatment, the latter will be more direct...

Therefore, when he learned that Du Wei was a psychologist, Dean Taylor looked a little strange.

She coughed and said, "If you were not an exorcist, I would think you were applying for a job in the hospital."

Du Wei did not answer the conversation, holding an umbrella, silently following Dean Taylor.

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

In a rainstorm, a mental patient was outside in the rain, and looking at his appearance, the perception of the outside world was also distorted.

No careless medical staff would let such a patient stay in the rainstorm.

"This is weird..."

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

He doesn't like getting close to strangers, especially in places like psychiatric hospitals.

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 strange. I have always disliked the dean. call."

This sentence is very inexplicable...

So Du Wei asked in surprise: "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 the fire that year."

Du Wei nodded and apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know your past. If this is the case, then I will call you Mrs. Taylor?"

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

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

This Mrs. Taylor's behavior seemed inexplicable and seemed to imply something.

Related to nuns?

He thought for a while and denied the answer in his heart.

Du Wei himself was a person contaminated by the nun's curse, and no one knew the feeling of horror and despair better than him.

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

Relatively speaking, if Mrs. Taylor is related to the nun, it is absolutely impossible for her to live without a curse, let alone live so "comfortably".

So... what does she want to express?

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

...

ten minutes later.

The Dean, Mrs. Taylor, took Du Wei to where he lived.

Hmm... It's on a separate floor where medical staff live, and the building next to it is home to mentally ill people.

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

Du Wei took the lead and asked: "Mrs. Taylor, as I can see, Hill Psychiatric Hospital does not seem to have too many medical staff?"

Just now, when he went upstairs, he secretly looked at the situation in the corridor, and rarely saw the trash can or the traces of people living.

Mrs. Taylor replied: "Yes, this is a suburb. Few doctors are willing to come to work here, and the previous fires did not give a good image to the outside world. You should understand?"

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

Mrs. Taylor coughed and said, "Along with me, there are 19 people, but there are a few who have irregular working hours, so you probably won't meet them."

After speaking, she said again: "Okay, I'm a little tired, and I have to go back to rest. The hospital will be closed in about an hour. If James and the others do not arrive, please help open the door."

Du Wei said, "Of course."

Seeing this, Mrs. Taylor stopped staying, got up and hobbled out.

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

He looked around first.

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

In addition, it is the air conditioner hanging on the bedside, and the layout of the whole room is very simple.

The most important thing is that the windows are large. Although the sky outside is gloomy, it seems that the interior is not as dim as expected.

So Du Wei walked to the window.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy rain hits the glass, and there is a ticking sound, which is slightly noisy.

Looking around, the iconic bell tower with a strong church style is directly opposite.

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

Holding an umbrella, she walked strenuously in the rain, facing the clock tower.

"This dean is very wrong."

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

The appearance of church-style bell towers in psychiatric hospitals is already very strange in itself. It is a bit far-fetched and can be explained by the church.

However, the dean of the psychiatric hospital used an excuse to say that he wanted to rest, but ended up in the clock tower. This was totally unreasonable.

If she did not lie, then she can only say that she lives in the clock tower all year round and lives in it.

"Then what is her starting point? Evil spirit?"

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

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

...

16:23.

Ryan is still investigating his patients in the corridors of the psychiatric hospital~www.NovelMTL.com~ In about half an hour, the hospital will be closed. To put it simply, at the end of work, after the work meal, he will Choose to go back to a separate room and maintain a good routine.

But today, he encountered a strange male patient.

Wearing a black trench coat, there are few expressions. The most important thing is that the man's eyes are always calm and heinous, as if it were a pool of stagnant water.

"Mr. Du Wei, I have probably understood your condition. There is no big problem. I suggest you take more medicine and go back to your room to rest, just like me."

As he said, Ryan pointed to his head: "Eat on time and 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 am very powerful. I am the most professional psychologist in New York, so please cooperate with me... Wait, where are you going, it will soon be dark Now, you must go back to your ward!"