Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Song Si: "?"

Section Chief Yang outside immediately became nervous and turned on the intercom: "Xiao Zhang, I've been engaged for many years!"

Zhang Qi asked unwillingly: "Can you leave a contact information? Maybe there will be trouble in the future..."

Section Chief Yang knew about Song Si's engagement status, so he rushed to answer: "No. Dr. Song is very busy, and I will naturally invite him to come when he needs treatment."

Zhang Qi seemed to have forgotten that his hands and feet were still in handcuffs, and wanted to stand up from the chair, but halfway through standing, he was pulled back by the iron cuffs, his face paled with pain: "Doctor Song, I want to talk to you about the war."

Song Si's heart moved slightly, and Zhang Qi said again: "I must be able to help you, believe me, we will meet again in the near future."

Song Si looked at his sincere expression, took out a pen, and wrote down his phone number on the medication record form on the wall.

Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him.

Song Si waved his hand and left the cubicle.Section Chief Yang looked at his hair color, hesitated for a moment in a dilemma, and coughed softly: "Don't worry, I will help you keep it secret."

Song Si: "No, you misunderstood."

Yang Ke: "Hey, I know, I know everything."

Song Si: "...know what?"

Section Chief Yang looked around, with an expression that I knew everything, and said in a low voice: "Chu Bureau is still a bit older after all, you are so young, you understand."

Song Si: "..."

Did the section chief of the Special Investigation Bureau gossip like this?

Section Chief Yang laughed twice to smooth things over and asked Song Si to change his clothes.Song Sidao: "No need, buy me an ice cream and go directly to the next patient."

The ice cream was bought quickly, strawberry yogurt flavor, not as delicious as vanilla flavor.Song Si hugged his helmet and sat on the steps in front of the laboratory eating ice cream.Most of the colleagues who came and went were in a hurry, walking and jogging, but as soon as they passed in front of Song Si, they all slowed down to look at him more curiously, greeted him with a smile, and some female colleagues even ran over to take a group photo with him.

Song Si had no choice but to finish the ice cream in two or three bites, feeling that he was a mascot, the kind that brought joy to his colleagues' busy and stressful work.

He licked the cream from the corner of his mouth, and went to the next ward with Section Chief Yang.

The second patient is a middle-aged woman. Contrary to Zhang Qi, she clearly knew that she was ill, and she was in a state of high fear. The doctor started to cry as soon as he entered the door, and repeatedly choked up in his mouth: "Help me, Save me, save me..."

The moment Song Si entered the door, he noticed an unpleasant smell, like the smell of spoiled food.

He looked at the female patient calmly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, you are just sick, tell us what is uncomfortable?"

The woman nervously sat up straight from the hospital bed, covered her ears tightly with her hands, and moaned in extreme pain: "There is something in my brain, it is sprouting, it is growing, it—"

The woman suddenly screamed.

Song Si took half a step back and looked at his colleagues outside.Section Chief Yang said in the headset: "The CT of the brain shows that everything is normal. She has severe auditory hallucinations. It is said that the auditory hallucinations have been frightening her and preventing her from falling asleep."

The screaming woman stopped without warning, the terrified expression on her face disappeared, as if she was a different person, she stared at Song Si calmly and gloomyly, nodded politely at him, and said, "Sorry, I didn't scare you." to you?"

Song Si pretended not to notice the abnormality, and said naturally: "It's okay. I heard that you can hear some things that others can't hear."

The woman laughed a little weirdly, stood up from the bed, and pointed to her ear: "Yes, it has grown very big, and I often can't control it. Would you like to listen closer? If it's you , it will be very happy..."

Song Si took another step back and pulled off the protective clothing.

Her energy fluctuations were much lighter than Zhang Qi's, and the healing process was very fast. In less than ten seconds, Song Si zipped up again, feeling a dull pain in his forehead.

The woman sat on the head of the bed blankly, stared at him, and murmured, "It's gone..."

Song Si told Yang Ke: "Her problem is not too serious. See a psychiatrist for another evaluation."

Yang Ke asked: "Okay. Is there a mutation?"

"Yes, it should also be the brain, I suspect..."

Song Si was suddenly hugged by someone, stopped talking in shock, and turned his head defensively, only to see the woman hugging his waist tightly with both hands, burying her face in his protective clothing, crying uncontrollably stand up.

Song Si was stunned, his hands stopped in mid-air, neither was he hugging back, nor was he not hugging.

The woman cried bitterly for 10 minutes, while Song Si gently comforted her while trying to pull himself out.But as long as he tried to move, the patient would definitely hug him desperately.Song Si was in a dilemma, managed to hook the tissues on the table, took out two and handed them to her.

She didn't even want to wipe her face, as if she was afraid of being snatched from her treasure, she hugged Song Si and refused to let go.

Song Sidao: "Ma'am, there will be a professional psychiatrist to treat you. I have other jobs."

Hearing this sentence, she suddenly raised her head, with a bit of resolute madness in the tears on her face, she actually reached out to pick off Song Si's helmet, wanting to kiss him.

Song Si was so frightened that he backed away again and again, Yang Ke kicked open the door of the ward, and stretched out his hand to pull the female patient away.But he was too thin. He had been in the laboratory for many years and lacked exercise. He was pushed to the ground by the patient. He was stunned for two seconds and shouted for his staff to help.

In the chaos, Song Si met the woman's eyes, those eyes were bloodshot, his scalp was numb, and it was difficult to fight her, so he could only run out the door.The woman actually followed her, ran to the door, and several officers rushed to the scene, fighting and persuading, separating Song Si from her three layers inside and outside, and the scene was in chaos.

After more than half an hour of tossing, the chaos subsided.

Yang Ke walked out in embarrassment holding his waist.

"She used to be a boxer," he said. "Hey, the sequelae of your ability are also quite dangerous. I didn't consider it carefully."

Song Si looked back at the female patient inside, she was still staring at him.

"What sequelae?" He was terrified.

"You even forgot this?" Yang Ke said, "Your Twin Butterfly has a little hobby. It likes to make patients hallucinate for a period of time, thinking that they are in love with the doctor."

Song Si: "Damn it!"

Yang Ke: "It's not easy for Director Chu, no wonder I want to get engaged to you."

Song Si didn't dare to look at the patients in the compartment anymore, so he left the corridor, went to the water dispenser and poured a large glass of ice water into it to calm himself down.

Yang Ke said: "Would you like to see the next one?"

"Look," Song Si said, "her and Zhang Qi's energy fluctuations are very similar. I suspect that they are affected by the drug and have the same mutation."

Yang Ke said: "I'll arrange someone to go in with you."

Song Si nodded.

After seeing five patients in a row, the symptoms were all incomplete supernaturalization, auditory hallucinations, insomnia, anxiety, and mild schizophrenia... During the treatment, Song Si could only feel slight energy fluctuations, which should not be terminally ill, but most of them At the stage of life-threatening, some are thin and out of shape, some have attempted suicide, and some are addicted to begging for medicine.

Zhang Qi, on the other hand, showed that everything was normal before the treatment. If it wasn't for the burns on his hands and feet, he might still be able to go to work like an ordinary person.

When Song Si came out of the fifth patient's ward, he was almost overwhelmed. He was still thinking about the clinical symptoms of these patients over and over in his mind, and had some guesses.

He returned to Zhang Qi's ward.

Zhang Qi was already lying on the bed, his limbs were bandaged again, and his wrists and ankles were still handcuffed to prevent him from further self-harm.Song Si did not enter the isolation room, but stood far outside and called out, "Mr. Zhang."

Hearing his voice, Zhang Qi tried to sit up from the bed, but because of the iron cuffs, he had to keep lying flat, so he could only turn his head to look in his direction: "Doctor Song, are you here?"

Song Si asked: "What is your ability?"

Zhang Qi smiled, and instead of answering his question, he asked, "Did you see other patients?"

Song Si nodded.

Zhang Qi said: "They are all mild cases. The real severe cases are not here."

Song Si frowned.

What he meant by this is that the real critically ill patients will not show abnormalities, but just like ordinary people, mixing in normal society?

Even the patient himself didn't realize what was wrong with him...

"Doctor Song," Zhang Qi said again, "I know a private restaurant twenty minutes away from here. If you don't mind, we can chat while eating. I have a lot to say to you, only you able to understand..."

"What to eat?" A voice suddenly came from behind Song Si.

He was still thinking about Zhang Qi's words, and he was sluggish for two seconds before turning around.

Chu Mingyi held the ice cream in one hand, with an unfriendly expression on his face, his sharp eyes scanned Zhang Qi inside warningly, stuffed the ice cream into Song Si's hand, and wrapped his arms around his shoulder: "Let's go, get off work. "

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Chu Mingyi: Asking is regret. The client regrets it very much now, so he shouldn't have given Dr. Song to the first department...