"The doctor said that the concentration of the virus is not high and not enough to cause illness. Maybe the mosquito is a newbie."
Jing Yu smiled, his voice losing the tension and seriousness just now.
Yun Tuan smiled and asked casually: "What type of virus does it carry?"
"Flu usually doesn't kill people, but... there are special cases." Jing Yu looked at his watch and was a little confused, "Why hasn't that guy come out yet?"
She responded: "Maybe, like the doctor I just faced, the intraocular pressure is too high and uncomfortable, and the speed of reading the report is slow. However, isn't their working environment too harsh? They are all sick.
There should be sick leave, right?"
Yun Tuan flipped through his physical examination report and saw some up and down arrows. He couldn't help but frown, but the doctor said it was fine, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
"They didn't ask for leave - what does your doctor look like? Have you taken down her name tag?" Jing Yu suddenly asked.
Yun Tuan was a little surprised and shook his head, "I didn't notice this, but her hair is dark red and she is a thirty-year-old woman."
Jing Yu was silent for two seconds, stood up, opened the fingerprint lock, and adjusted the security level.
She pinched the back of her neck, "So..."
"If nothing else, the patient you are treating should be a sixty-year-old woman who has returned to work after retirement. She has very good eyesight, pays great attention to eye protection, and generally does not have excessive intraocular pressure."
Hearing this, Yun Tuan immediately pried open the door of the department just now, and the red-haired doctor was no longer on the seat.
On the other hand, a rather faint sound of struggling came from the closet nearby.
She opened the cabinet door and saw that the red-faced old doctor was tied up like a rice dumpling, with several circles of tape wrapped around his mouth.
Yun Tuan carefully cut open the tape, "Doctor, are you okay?"
"That mental patient is going to the inpatient department, stop her quickly!" the old doctor shouted with great effort.
Mental patient?
Yun Tuan glanced at Jing Yu, and he had already summoned security to stop him.
"Did she hit someone?" she asked in a low voice.
The doctor shook his head. His fear gradually eased and he no longer trembled. "While I wasn't paying attention, she picked up the book on the shelf and hit me, then locked me in the cabinet."
"It's quite far away from the psychiatry department...why..." Yun Tuan filled the thermos with hot water and handed it to the old doctor.
The doctor held the thermos cup and said, "I'm sorry to say that, she is the daughter of my relative. Her persecution delusion was very serious. In the later stages, she developed multiple personality disorders. One personality is still timid, and the other is clueless.
Fear, do whatever you think of...
This time, she said she was feeling unwell, so I gave her a backdoor. Unexpectedly, the illness was faked, so she wanted to escape and contact the so-called T.U. organization to prevent the end of the world.
Coming."
Speaking of this, the doctor smiled and said, "She just watched too many special films about magic fairies when she was a child, and now she thinks she can save the world."
Yun Tuan was stunned and his fingertips moved slightly.
"What is she talking about... when did the T.U. organization start? I'm not sure, maybe it was defrauded by bad guys?"
"It started half a month ago." The old doctor looked at the door for a while, then got up, limped to the door, and closed the door. "Don't go out and say it. My solitary treatment is against the rules."
of."
"No, doctors' families already have preferential treatment and have relevant channels. It would be strange if you became a doctor but couldn't save your relatives and friends."
Yun Tuan smiled and saw the doctor's eyes were slightly red, so he quickly handed over a tissue.
"Well, if I thought like you, my daughter wouldn't be scolded on trending searches because of a short video taken by an Internet celebrity, saying that she was seizing other people's resources. She jumped off a building not long ago... Yes, this
The patient's frequent mention of T.U. also started the week my daughter died."