Plague Doctor

How does one prove that one is not mentally ill?

Rosenhann's experiment showed that many times psychiatrists simply cannot tell who is mentally ill and who is not.

Even if it is as strong as that mysterious system, the host information does not indicate the host's mental state, only some physical indicators.

"I'm not crazy." Gu Jun insisted on this attitude. There should be other reasons for the low S value. What he needs is to continue to be himself.

It has entered the eighth day of being quarantined. In addition to cooperating with work, writing new novels, writing those few parchments, etc., he spent the past few days reading medical books and exercising crazily. He now understands the importance of physical fitness too much. Whether it is standing in the operating room for a day or surviving in the wild, he needs a stronger body.

So do push-ups, do sit-ups, eat whatever high-protein foods you ask for...every day.

Therefore, when going to bed every night, Gu Jun sleeps very soundly.

If it wasn't for the brainstem tumor problem, he could have endured this kind of life for a month or two. It's just that the drug has been stopped for two weeks, and my head started to hurt a little again. His medulloblastoma had stopped growing before, and should be shrinking, but now the system issued an alarm of abnormal brainstem.

Gu Jun fell into this dilemma. Those targeted drugs were packed in a sleeping pill bottle one by one among the personal belongings he handed over before entering the banyan tree cave.

Now my every move is being monitored, even if I get the medicine back, I will be noticed if I take it.

But just this morning, someone came to visit him, and it was Professor Qin.

Professor Qin walked into Gu Jun's isolation room wearing heavy protective clothing, his white hair looked older than before.

"Professor Qin." Seeing this old acquaintance, Gu Jun couldn't help being excited, as if he was finally pulled back to the real world from a long dream.

Although Professor Qin was the one who led him into that dream.

"Ah Jun, thank you for your hard work." Professor Qin smiled kindly on his wrinkled old face, "There is no problem with your physical examination, and the condition of the tumor is stable. Although you said it was very dangerous and dirty there, you did not bring out any abnormal germs , the normal flora of the body has not changed. I will continue to isolate you just to be on the safe side."

"That's good..." Gu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, not just thinking about his own health, "Professor Qin, I'm really afraid that I will bring germs back."

It seems that the banyan disease has just turned it into a relatively "clean" place. With the power of the banyan disease, other vicious bacteria must give way.

This may also indicate that the pathogen of hemoptysis may not be a microorganism... This is also in line with the records in Peyani's diary...

"But you are about to transfer." Professor Qin said again, but his tone was not about bad news, but rather relieved: "You don't have to worry about the witcher team, they are all fine. The organization has other arrangements for you. Going to special training with a newly created national Mobile Task Force."

"Ah." Gu Jun was taken aback. He really didn't expect this. He thought he was going to be bombarded repeatedly by the appraisal department and the arbitration department.

Join a new Mobile Task Force? What kind of temptation is this?

"It's a bit rushed for you." Professor Qin ignored the young man's suspicion, but just sighed: "Originally, I planned to keep you to train for a year, and I could also let the various groups of the medical department use it. But now The situation waits for no one, the banyan disease has been solved for the time being, and there are many other situations..."

"Then..." Gu Jun thought, "Am I still training in Dongzhou?"

"No, there will be a special plane to send you to a base in Mobei." Professor Qin introduced, "There you will have a new boss who will be in charge of you directly. His name is Huang Guotong, and everyone calls him Master Tong. I was sent ten From the generation in 1988, Lord Tong is... a very special person. You will learn about it later. "

Whether it was Professor Qin or Yao Shinian, they were very surprised this time. They were all determined to lose and Gu Jun would have nothing to eat.

But I heard that in the headquarters, Master Tong slapped the table in the meeting room on the spot to reprimand those senior executives who decided to exile him, some retired or dead, as wild boars, and sprayed all those who disagreed a lot pause.

"If you mishandle Gu Jun, the result will be much more serious than mishandling me!" Master Tong patted the table and said, "This is a treasure, don't lose it yourself! Brain stem tumor? Is he still alive? Not dead, I want him. I want to train him to be the captain of this mobile task force."

Master Tong is very presumptuous, but he was like this before he went crazy.

And these high-level people now, in terms of seniority, are higher than Master Tong, just like him, Professor Qin, most of them are of the same generation. If Master Tong was not retired back then, he should be among them.

Thirty years in exile, the whole life is different, who dares to say anything about Master Tong?

Therefore, the faction that supported Lord Tong directly handed over Gu Jun to Lord Tong, and let's see what tricks they will come up with.

"This time Master Tong saved you." Professor Qin told Gu Jun, "You can trust him with confidence. Master Tong has experienced as much as you, and he understands."

"Okay." Gu Jun nodded silently, still having some doubts in his heart... a big show? Why do you want Master Tong to establish a relationship with him and then trick him into getting information?

"Come on." Professor Qin patted him on the shoulder, although through the protective clothing, there was a wave of warmth, "I support your decision, there are some dangers that only those of us who study medicine will understand."

Feeling Professor Qin's encouragement, Gu Jun's heart warmed up. He even doubted Professor Qin just now, maybe his nerves were a little tense.

After saying goodbye, Gu Jun put on protective clothing and followed

Professor Qin walked out of the isolation room. Outside, he finally took back his personal belongings. The mobile phone and the bottle of "sleeping pills" were all still there, and he seemed untouched.

When he was about to leave the camp in an isolation vehicle, he saw Xue Ba, Uncle Dan, Lou Xiaoning and others standing there in the distance, all in protective clothing, as if they had come out to see him off, but obviously they all One step earlier was allowed to contact each other.

"Ajun!" Uncle Dan waved and shouted. Xue Ba made a trumpet shape with his hands, and almost roared: "I know you are leaving."

"Yeah." Gu Jun nodded to them, and shouted: "I'm leaving first, I have other arrangements, and we will get together later. Uncle Dan, remember to take me to the club next time to play."

"Remember, I guarantee that there are all types!" Uncle Dan laughed happily. Lin Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, and he recovered very well. He lifted his right leg and smiled and shouted: "Ah Jun, thank you for this leg." Lou Xiaoning, who was wearing a blindfold on his right eye, shouted: "Thank you very much. ,Bon Voyage!"

Gu Jun waved to the fifteen of them again, and while they were watching him off, he turned and walked onto the isolation vehicle.

In the airtight isolation compartment, the mobile phone had no signal at all, and he just sat on a chair and thought about his thoughts.

The road was bumpy, and the car drove for more than an hour before arriving at a military airport.

Here, the entire isolation vehicle drove into a military transport plane, and then the transport plane took off, left Dongzhou City, and headed for the northern desert.

I like Plague Doctor.