Unlike most psychiatric hospitals, as I said before, this place is relatively free.Not only is the door of the villa unlocked, but the patients' rooms are not locked, they can go to the yard as they please, and there seems to be no set time for lights out.In other places, patients are often sent back to the ward after reaching a fixed time every day, and then fixed to the bed with a restraint belt, and the lights are turned off at the same time, which is convenient for the hospital to manage.However, the situation here is different, and the patients can play happily at night, of course, there is a monitoring probe on the ceiling a few steps away from the rotation of several people, indicating that since entering here, the behavior of Death Knell and his party has also been included in the scope of observation.Maybe it's a new dissertation title, such as "Summary of the contact between superheroes and mentally ill people"?"
Hello, are you going to be hospitalized or attending an academic seminar?"
After passing through the beautiful and spacious foyer, there is a corridor leading to the activity room at the back of the building, and soon in the corridor a Sven-looking, kind-eyed old doctor came over and warmly shook hands with Halle, who also had the aura of a doctor, and he seemed to recognize the woman in the red dress in front of him as a companion at first sight.Well, if it weren't for the fact that he was only wearing a white coat and running around without wearing anything inside, Su Ming would not have found out that he was also a patient at the first time, this guy really looks like the kind of old expert who sells medicine in TV shopping shows."
Identity impairment."
Hallie turned her head sideways and whispered to Su Ming, and then said to the patient with a smile, "Hello, I'm a clinical applied psychologist from Arkham Sanatorium who came to exchange and study, my name is Hallie Quezel, what should I call you?"
The old man shook his head in frustration, he tightened the white coat on his body, wrapped it tightly around his body like a restraint suit, and fastened it with a shoelace: "Just call me Old Vic, I'm the medical director of Ellsworth Memorial Hospital, and I'm in charge of treating everyone, are you sick?"
Show me?"
Hehe, we're not sick."
Hallie shook her head in refusal, looking at the old man, "But I don't think you're sick."
No, I'm sick, I'm mentally ill.Old Vic shook his head repeatedly, but turned around and made a gesture of please, "If I'm not sick, how can I be in this hospital?"
Well, come to my office for a cup of tea, I haven't seen a foreign counterpart in a long time."
After saying that, he was about to take everyone to a place, and turned left at a fork in the corridor.Diana, who was following behind the two doctors, gestured to Su Ming with her eyes, probably wanting to ask if she really wanted to follow a madman to the office for tea?
Deathstroke just nodded, indicating that professional things should be done by professionals, just follow Harley, in this kind of place, I'm afraid that the memory reading of strangulation is invalid, because in the mind of a madman, the ghost knows what will be.It's like Wade, his mind is an amusement park, and there's a bunch of miscellaneous garbage, all kinds of chaotic dramas, and if you want to read memories out of his head, you can't even think about it.Carla had never been in a mental hospital, she looked around curiously all the way, even the smell of urine in the air was so new to her, but she was in a good mood, and she couldn't see the shadow of depression before.The old doctor's smooth thighs looked very white in the light, but his feet were a little dirty, and there were some yellow droplets on the instep, probably urine.However, he looks not young, and he can walk like a fly, and his thick leg hair flutters in the wind, which is very windy.He quickly led everyone to a door, took out the key from the pocket of his white coat, opened it, and invited everyone to sit down.It's a..
In the utility room, there is a tattered table and a computer monitor, but there is no chassis, so it is just a decoration.It can be seen that Old Vic has put a lot of thought into this, not to mention the pictures of many patients posted on the walls, and there is a thick stack of medical records on the table, or it should be called observation records here.It's a pity that there is only one chair and one cup in the room, and it is useless to sit down and drink tea.But he himself seemed to be unaware of this, and took out a lump of black stuff from his desk, rubbed some scraps from it, put it in a cup, and went to the faucet to wash the mop, took a glass of water, and took a big sip of it himself.Su Ming could see that he seemed to have put some kind of air-dried mushroom in just now, but because it was seriously shriveled and deteriorated, he was no longer sure what kind of mushroom it was.But the pick-me-up effect was good, and the old man visibly became hyper-energized."
Okay, since you're not here to be hospitalized, you're here to observe.After taking a sip of tea, Old Vic pushed the cup towards Hallie, motioning for her to take a sip as well, while standing up to select the medical records: "We have a lot of patients here that are worth watching, you want to see the pica patients first?"
Or do you look at bipolar disorder?
We have sex addiction syndrome sufferers here too."
Hearing this, Hallie's eyes lit up, and she asked Death Knell with her gaze, why don't you look for any Reggie first, and go to see a sex addict first, right?
Maybe it's going to be fun.!
Su Ming shook his head speechlessly, he didn't want to see it, because his cousin was obviously it, he was tired of watching it for a long time, and it was disgusting.~1 Jelly Bean tilted her mouth a little disappointed, but she cleared her throat and asked, "Ahem, then, Dr.
Vic, what do you think you are?""
Are you really Arkham's doctor?
Old Vic pulled out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on, and under the thick bottle there was a glint of wisdom, "My situation should be obvious, right?
Anyone who knows a little bit about psychology should be able to see that I am an exhibitionist, which is commonly known as a psychosexual disorder."
As soon as these words came out, Harry's eyes sharpened, and the smile on her face was also restrained.Because she found that this old Vic looked crazy, but in fact he was sober and able to correctly recognize his illness.So there is a high probability that he is really a doctor, rather than a cognitive impairment that he judged before.In this way, it is equivalent to making a wrong diagnosis herself, which makes her a little unhappy: "Are you really the doctor here?""
Hehe, I know you might suspect that I'm an identity disorder, or an antisocial roleplayer, or a multiple personality."
Old Vic turned around, he suddenly ripped open his white coat again, revealing his fruit, and after finding that everyone did not have any mood fluctuations, he wrapped the white coat tightly again: "But in fact, I am really a doctor here, and I am also a patient, can we communicate normally now?""
Yes, your symptoms are relatively common, but in this free environment, they seem to be interesting."
Hallie pushed her glasses, she touched her pointed chin and thought for a few seconds, "Since our reaction just now can't provide you with stimulation and pleasure, so it's just business for you, then I'll just say it, we're here to find Reggie Long, you have this person here, right?""
Yes, we have this patient."
Old Vic skillfully pulled out a medical record and put it on the table for the four of them to read for themselves: "His situation is a cognitive impairment, and bipolar disorder, but what is more special is that he always repeats a sentence when it is close to twelve o'clock at night......"
"He always says..."
I am Rorschach, aha."
Harley flipped through the medical records and found the target's description of symptoms, and at this point, she understood why Death Knell had brought everyone here.