Li Ru looks at Li Qiao with deep eyebrows in horror, only feeling that she looks particularly terrible.

After a long time, Li Rucai found her voice, "are you crazy? This instrument is nearly one million. Can you afford to pay for it? "

She didn't hate Li Qiao much, but she absolutely didn't like her.

As a senior intermediate researcher, she can't stand the indifferent attitude of Qiao to meet people and treat things.

Li Qiao and Lian Zhen, the pure newcomers, are bound to be suppressed and despised in such a place as scientific research institutes, where seniority is emphasized.

Because every junior researcher comes here like this.

For example, unwritten regulations have to undergo a special "tempering" before they can be recognized by other colleagues.

At this time, Li Qiao glanced at Li Ru faintly. The color of her eyes was as thick as ink. She raised her lips, wantonly and perversely.

With less than a million instruments, what can she afford?

How about 10 billion?

Li Qiao sneer, let Li rufa feel a kind of contempt.

How much is the salary of a junior researcher? Even if she has a rich family, can she really squander millions?

Li Ru gritted her teeth and wanted to calm down and say a few words of reprimand.

But at first sight, Li Qiao came to her, and the back of her hand was dripping blood. This kind of visual impact forced Li's consciousness to retreat, "what are you going to do?"

Li Qiao came step by step. In Li Ru's flustered expression, she opened the door of the testing room behind her and walked slowly.

Li Ruyi's breath stuck in her throat. She couldn't recover for a long time.

....

Li Qiao returned to the research platform, wiped the blood on the back of her hand with a tissue, picked up the brocade box, turned around and was ready to go out.

"Xiao Li?" Lian Zhen just came back from the meal and saw the bright red blood on the back of her hand. "What happened? What's wrong with your hand? "

Lian Zhen wanted to pull up the back of her hand to have a look, but because of the difference between men and women, she had to give up.

Li Qiao look light ground lifts Mou, "have nothing to do, I left first."

"Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Li Qiao didn't answer. She waved her back to him and disappeared.

Lian Zhen frowns and stands in the same place anxiously. Yu Guang just sees Li Ru coming out of the detection room next door, squinting.

Li Qiao left the Research Institute, got into the carriage, leaned back on her chair for a while, and then drove to the Affiliated Hospital of Nanyang Medical University.

When Fu luting received her call, he was about to leave work.

Hearing that Li Qiao was coming, she put on her white coat and went downstairs to wait for her.

It's getting dark. There are few people in the outpatient hall, only the emergency room next door.

From a distance, he saw Li Qiao coming from the parking lot with one hand in her pocket. Fu luting met her and walked down the steps, laughing and joking, "you're quite fast."

Li Qiao took a breath and looked at the inpatient department in the rear, "well."

Fu luting saw that her face was not good, and he didn't say much, so he took her to the psychiatric inpatient department.

This is Li Qiao's first visit to the ward of a manic patient.

Even though it was dark outside the window, there was still a lot of noise around the ward.

Occasionally, patients in the ward will be excited to speak, even if no one talks to them, they can talk to themselves in high spirits.

Not to mention some aggressive manic patients, tied to the bed struggling to roar.

At this time, the psychiatrist on duty with Fu luting stood in the corridor and explained, "there are all patients with mild to moderate manic disorder.

If it is a severe patient, we will recommend sending it to a professional psychiatric hospital for treatment.

Although some patients do not respond now, when they are ill, they are usually accompanied by aggressive, active thinking, unable to stop talking and poor judgment.

Some patients will also have obvious hyperactivity, or less sleep, no fatigue and other symptoms

Li Qiao's hand in her pocket had become a fist.

She was staring at the manic patients in the ward, pursing her lips and saying nothing.

Seeing that the temperature in her eyes kept falling, Fu luting asked in a worried voice, "are you ok?"

Of course, he doesn't think Li Qiao is scared, but her performance is very different from usual.

Li Qiao slowly lowered her eyelids and shook her head. Her voice was soft and dumb. "It's OK."

The accompanying psychiatrist looked at them and curiously bumped Fu luting on the shoulder. "Why are you so interested in manic patients all of a sudden? Don't say that you are ready to enter the field of mental illness. Can hepatobiliary surgery let you go easily? "

Fu luting glanced at each other. "No, I just came to understand the characteristics of the patient."

The psychiatrist laughed and stood in the corridor with his negative hand, looking at the patients in the ward, his eyes strangely calm."By the way, paranoid, do you have one here?"

Hearing this, the psychiatrist corrected him with the expression of a past person, "the word paranoia has long been abandoned. It belongs to paranoid personality disorder.

Aggression is not as serious as manic patients, but the symptoms are extreme.

It seems that there are two patients with personality disorder in the ward upstairs. I can take you to have a look. "

The three of them went to the ward upstairs, and the doctor also introduced more symptoms: "the symptoms of paranoid personality disorder are very complex, and the definition in the mental field is relatively vague."

As they approached the ward, the doctor added: "if there are not too many external manifestations at the initial stage of symptoms, people will rarely pay attention to them, let alone come to the hospital for examination.

This kind of patient is stubborn for a long time, and it is not aggressive, but the problem of worry and suspicion will become more and more serious with time.

Look at the people in this ward. He and his wife have been married for 20 years. More than 10 years ago, they suspected that his wife had cheated on him. Now, more than 10 years later, they are still looking for evidence of his wife's infidelity. It's useless for anyone to admit death. "

....

More than ten minutes later, Li Qiao and Fu luting came out of the inpatient department.

She is still indifferent, one hand pocket, silent look quite a sense of distance.

Fu luting said goodbye to her doctor colleagues, turned around and walked out of the building with her. As the street light came on, he vaguely found a dark red color in the right pocket of Li Qiao's jeans.

"Xiao Li?" He stood still, looked at Li Qiao and pointed to his hand, "you are..."

Li Qiao looked down. When she took out her hand, Fu luting saw that there was a bloody wound at the bone knot on the back of her hand. "Are you hurt?"

"No big deal." Li Qiao stretched her joints and felt a little tingling, but she didn't feel much.

Fu luting suddenly sighed, facing the front nuzui, "don't show off, go to the emergency room to bandage it, such a deep wound, you are not afraid to leave scars?"

Leave scar two words, let Li Qiao vision Shan Shan, pour isn't to refuse, "well, go."

It seems that I can't meet Yu Shang recently.

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