This actor is full of tricks.
Chapter 520 He Ping
At seven o'clock sharp, the outpatient clinic opened on time. Less than a minute after it opened, the system showed that there were already more than a dozen patients waiting for their appointments.
Lin Jue sat behind Zhao Yin, watching him treat one patient after another. The patients had all sorts of symptoms, many of which Lin Jue didn't even know, but Zhao Yin was able to treat them accordingly and take appropriate medical measures. Moreover, from beginning to end, the doctor showed no impatience whatsoever. Even when faced with an agitated patient, he would gently soothe him.
This made Lin Jue admire the other party's medical ethics even more. It was definitely a good thing that Xiang Yang was able to follow such a mentor. The other party's actions would guide the intern doctor's future medical career.
While taking notes in his notebook about the conversations between Zhao Yin and the patients, he also observed which patient was the special patient mentioned in the story.
But even after an entire morning had passed, he still hadn't noticed which patient was the special case.
"Is he not coming until the afternoon?"
Watching the last patient who had registered for the morning appointment leave the consultation room, Lin Jue closed his notebook and poured Zhao Yin a glass of warm water: "Dr. Zhao, have some water and rest for a bit."
"Thank you." Zhao Yin took a sip of water, leaned back in his chair with a tired expression, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm getting old, and my energy is definitely not what it used to be."
"You've been listening all morning, have you learned anything?" he asked, turning to look at Lin Jue.
"I've recorded your conversations with each patient, their conditions, consultation methods, and treatment measures in this notebook." Lin Jue handed his notebook to Zhao Yin, who took it and casually flipped through a few pages. He nodded repeatedly at the densely packed records: "Keep this learning ability, and you can try seeing patients on your own in a month."
"Actually, I think the most important thing I learned this morning is your character, Dr. Zhao. You have a lot of patience with every patient and listen to them like a friend."
Upon hearing Lin Jue's words, Zhao Yin simply shook his head slightly: "This is just a doctor's basic medical ethics, nothing to learn."
Before Lin Jue could reply, the door to the consultation room was suddenly pushed open hastily, and a nurse rushed in: "Dr. Zhao, this is an urgent appointment. All the other doctors have gone to lunch. Could you please take a look?"
"Okay, no problem, bring him in." Zhao Yin nodded, straightened up from the back of his chair, and resumed his work.
Lin Jue sat back down. He knew that the special patient was coming, and the third part of the story was about to begin.
Three minutes later, the door to the consultation room was pushed open again, and Zhao Yin was stunned when he saw the scene outside.
There were three people outside the door; two policemen escorted a man inside.
The man was pale, his eyes were as lifeless as dry wells, and he was surrounded by an aura of despair, as if something had happened to him that made him completely lose hope in the world.
When Lin Jue saw the man's face clearly, his hand holding the pen suddenly froze.
This man was none other than He Ping, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.
No, to be precise, this isn't the real He Ping, but rather the He Ping existing within this timeline. He Ping once said that because his daughter was taken away, his condition worsened, and after committing acts of violence, he was forcibly sent to this hospital.
It seems that this is He Ping's first day at the mental hospital.
“This is…” Zhao Yin stood up, his expression grave. Generally speaking, patients who need to be escorted by the police for examination have mostly committed acts that cause physical harm to others.
"Doctor, could you please check his mental state? He seems to be hallucinating, constantly shouting that someone wants to harm his family. Not long ago, he even stabbed his neighbor with a knife." A policeman pushed He Ping into a chair.
Throughout the entire process, He Ping maintained a blank stare. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his breath, Zhao Yin would have even suspected that he was already dead.
Zhao Yin took off his reading glasses and said to the two policemen, "Okay, I understand. But before I can examine him, I'd like you to leave for a moment."
"He's dangerous and could attack people again at any time," the police officer said firmly.
Zhao Yin's attitude was also firm: "Patients need a very quiet and private environment when they are being examined. None of the patients in this hospital have congenital mental illness. They all have some kind of trauma in their past. In front of so many people, patients may not necessarily tell you their true situation."
Upon hearing this, He Ping finally raised his head and glanced at Zhao Yin, a slight ripple appearing in his eyes.
The two policemen exchanged a glance and finally agreed to let him out. However, they did not close the door but left it ajar while handcuffing He Ping.
Zhao Yin didn't start by asking questions. Instead, he silently got up, went to the water dispenser, filled a glass with water, placed it in front of He Ping, and said with a smile, "Have some water. I see your lips are a bit chapped. You must not have had any water for a long time. If this continues, you won't be able to stand it."
Seeing that He Ping remained unmoved, staring blankly at the glass of water, Zhao Yin continued, "If your health collapses first, how will you protect your family?"
Upon hearing the word "family," He Ping swayed slightly, his voice hoarse: "What family do I have left?"
It was a good thing that he was willing to answer, and Zhao Yin's expression visibly relaxed a little: "Even so, you have to take good care of yourself. I believe no one would want to see you like this, at least as your attending physician, I don't want to see you like this."
He Ping didn't reply, but stared blankly at the glass of water on the table. Zhao Yin moved his chair next to He Ping. The old doctor was very patient and kept trying to communicate with He Ping. Even though the other party didn't answer a word, his expression softened and showed no impatience whatsoever.
Finally, He Ping reached out and cupped the glass of water in his hands, then carefully took a sip.
In his fantasy world, he is always surrounded by hostility, which makes him very cautious about everything. When Lin Jue was filming the script for "The Liar", He Ping also had this aloof and closed-off attitude.
After drinking some water, He Ping finally began to recount his experiences. Lin Jue closed his notebook. Although it was the second time he had heard it, he could still feel the despair and pain in that story—something no one could bear. (End of Chapter)
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