Chapter 2751 Star Core Rescue (XI)

Chapter 2725 Star Core Rescue (XI)

Schiller found the room where Oaks was. It didn't take much effort because he saw a group of people walking to the other side while cursing on the way over. After asking, he found out that there was a madman in the dormitory where they were staying, and they had to go to someone else's place.

Schiller knew that this madman was most likely Oaks, but when he pushed open the door and saw Oaks' current situation, he was still surprised.

Oaks was a strong man. When Schiller first met him, he was surprised by his big body. When he stood with Lisa, if Lisa was a Barbie doll, then Oaks was the largest teddy bear. He was tall and wide, and the nurses said that he could be stuck in the door frame of the hospital.

But now he has lost a lot of weight, almost half the width of the original. Although working in the space station may be more difficult and there is not much time for fitness, this degree of shrinkage is still amazing enough.

He shaved off most of his beard, and although he looked younger, his face looked paler. His condition was similar to Lisa's, or even worse than Lisa's.

When Schiller approached him, he heard him mumbling something. Schiller seemed to vaguely hear Lisa's name, so he said to Oaks: "Ox, can you still hear me? Lisa is fine. She asked me to come to you."

Oaks's cloudy eyes flashed, but the auditory system did not seem to be successfully connected to the brain network, and soon there was no response.

Schiller had to take the risk to go up and check. When he came, he deliberately wore a white coat. He knew that Oaks had a good impression of doctors. Even ordinary people would see doctors' clothes after encountering disasters, and their mental stability would increase significantly.

Oaks did not attack suddenly, but he might have done so, because Schiller saw signs of fighting around him. Obviously, Oaks's previous round of madness drove all his roommates out.

Observing Oaks more closely, Schiller found that he had some symptoms of exhaustion, his consciousness was scattered, his lips were trembling, he could not concentrate well, and he was not sensitive enough to external stimuli.

Some symptoms began to flash through Schiller's mind and were eliminated one by one, and finally only one was left - bipolar disorder.

From the previous description of Oaks's work status, he had symptoms of depression, which manifested as frustration, weakness, and decreased hand-eye coordination, resulting in his inability to complete his work well.

Now Oaks should have just passed the excitement period, and the whole person is in a serious state of fatigue. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon turn into a depressed state again.

There are many reasons for this disease. In previous observations, Schiller did not find that Oaks had genetic symptoms, which means that he should be acquired.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the result of the pressure of taking care of Lisa, the unsuccessful work in the space station, and the suppression of the boss, but it is still rare to deteriorate to this extent in such a short period of time.

Patients with bipolar disorder are almost unable to communicate during the onset of the disease. The language system of the excitement period will work too much, the thinking will be runaway, and the logic will be lost. Basically, he will answer the sky when others ask him questions.

During the depression period, the thinking will be slow, the language logic will be more fragmented, and there will be a very obvious pessimistic tendency. The desire to communicate and express is not strong. Many times, they will refuse to communicate, and even show panic at other people's social invitations.

This is a relatively common emotional disorder. Schiller has met many such patients, so he knows that he came to the right place this time, and he came at the right time.

This kind of patient is really difficult to deal with, but there is an important key frame for their treatment, which is Oaks' current state, that is, when the excitement period has just ended and is about to turn into depression.

At this time, the excitement period consumes a lot of their physical strength, so that they can no longer yell and even show aggressive tendencies like when the excitement attack occurs. They no longer have the strength to do so, and it is safe for medical staff to approach at this time.

But at the same time, their overly empty brains left them no time to think, and depression had not yet occupied the high ground of their brains. Now their minds were blank, and even the hypnosis that many psychologists had prepared could not achieve this effect of clearing their brains.

This was the best time to take advantage of their minds. Schiller dragged Oakes to the middle of the floor. Oakes wanted to resist, but he had no strength, and his brain could not think about what Schiller was going to do, and even self-protection measures could not be activated.

Schiller squatted beside him, rubbing his hands as if he was looking at a big meal, then stood up and turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a small table lamp on the desk.

Once the light dimmed, Oakes acted drowsy. Schiller stood in front of him and said, "Can you hear me? Oakes, Lisa asked me to come."

"Yes, Lisa..." Oakes repeated.

"Don't be afraid, you have been rescued." Schiller said, "Now you are in the bed of New York Presbyterian Hospital, do you remember the lamp?"

Ox stretched his eyelids and blinked hard, but he seemed to remember nothing. Schiller continued, "Reach out and touch the bed sheet. The nurse just changed it today. It's a little cold now, but it will be warm in the evening."

"What time is it now..." Oaks asked.

"It's noon." Schiller said, "Do you think the sun will be a bit dazzling? I can ask the nurse to close the curtains."

"I'm a little cold."

"Yes, this is a normal reaction." Schiller stood at the head of his bed, stretched out his hand to adjust the control valve of the infusion tube and said, "You have severe malnutrition. Have you not eaten well recently?"

"Too busy at work, work..." Oakes muttered, every word of his seemed to rush out of his mouth, yes, but it was also very weak to follow, and by the last syllable it had become a breathy sound. .

"Where is Lisa?"

"Sorry, but she can't see you right now."

"Where is Lisa? I need to see her."

"I'm sorry, Oakes. After the spacecraft accident, all of you became confidential personnel. You can't contact your family members until the truth is investigated. But I will let her see you through the observation window."

"When will she... come...?"

"She's already here." Schiller pointed to the observation window of the door on the other side of the hospital bed. Oaks turned his head and looked over there and saw a blurry figure. He struggled to get up.

"No, no, don't be like this, Oaks, do you remember? You were unconscious on the spacecraft, and encountered bumps during the retreat. The final diagnosis was a concussion, which is why you feel so uncomfortable. You can't move now... "

Oaks lay down again, and Schiller continued: "In fact, Lisa's illness has recovered. During the last diagnosis and treatment, she made it clear that she wanted to have a child with you, preferably a cute little daughter..."

Oaks began to imagine, and seemed to have seen the scene of his daughter running towards him after school. The sun was so dazzling, and the air was a little hot, but there was nothing warmer than that embrace.

But then other memory fragments emerged, Lisa's wailing, some test reports with unclear results, they stood under the big tree, Lisa hugged the cat, and her back parted with him at the airport gate... …

Oaks shook his head vigorously, but Schiller interrupted him and said: "You have symptoms of memory loss. It is normal to feel confused. Don't be afraid. As your injury recovers, everything will get better."

Schiller reached out and turned the button on the painkiller pump. He said, "Can I give you a little more morphine? But not too much. You still have to prepare for pregnancy."

"Then no! No!" Oaks shouted: "I don't take drugs. My daughter is not the child of a drug addict..."

Schiller suddenly paused and said, "Really? Don't you have a history of drug abuse?"

"Of course, I didn't. I hate things that make people hallucinate! That's not true. I will kill them..."

"Who do you want to kill?"

"People who said I did drugs."

"who are they?"

"Hyde, and that damn An Lowe, they have been spreading rumors. They said I was hallucinating..."

That was the name of Oakes's colleague, and Schiller thought for a moment and knew what he was saying was true, but it didn't sound like a common rumor. Rumors that Oakes was a gangster or a washed-up football player were more likely to be heard than rumors that he was a drug addict. A gentleman is much more reliable.

After all, the state of drug addiction is too obvious. When there are no drugs on the space station, as long as you are a drug user, you will definitely be witnessed by others. If you are not witnessed, it is definitely not the case. It is too much to spread such rumors. Easily exposed.

But what did Oakes do that would make his colleagues think he was on drugs? Just because of rapid weight loss? Or does he have any other bizarre behavior?

"Are you feeling better?" Schiller asked: "The nutrient solution we gave you will make you more energetic. How do you feel now?"

"It seems a little better..."

Schiller put away the needle in his hand and watched as the effect of the healing potion gradually turned rosy. This potion currently has no way to suppress mental problems, but at least it can change the effects of Oaks's rapid weight loss on his internal organs. burden.

"Okay, then you take a nap. FBI agents will come to question you later. As long as you pass their test, you can be reunited with Lisa."

After speaking, Schiller turned off the light. The moment the light disappeared, Oaks fell into a deep sleep. He only slept for three minutes, but it seemed as long as a year in this other world. Countless dreams passed through his mind. .

Schiller looked at Oaks who was about to stand up in shock. What's going on? Is this sleepwalking?

This is really interesting, Schiller thought as he pressed Oaks back. Although patients with affective disorders in a depressed state may have symptoms of insomnia and dreaminess, they do not have obvious sleepwalking symptoms. Generally speaking, pathological Sleepwalking is caused by problems with certain structures in the brain.

Oaks woke up quickly and seemed not to remember the incident at all. Schiller took off his white coat, revealing the shirt underneath, and said with a different expression.

"Hello sir, I am the detective in charge of you. Please don't be nervous. I just want to ask you a few questions. If you can remember it, just tell me. If you can't, forget it. Okay?"

"Of course, I want to see Lisa..."

"Okay, you'll see her soon." Schiller spoke much faster, and changed his accent when pronouncing words and forming words.

"When did you start working on the space station? What projects are you mainly responsible for? Who is your immediate boss?"

Ox answered Schiller one after another, and compared it with his memory in his mind, and found that it basically matched, which showed that Ox's memory was fine.

"You forgot to bring the safety rope that day, right?" Schiller's question went straight to the point. He said: "Then you floated out alone to repair the photovoltaic integrated device..."

"Yes, I felt very panicked, I thought I would stay outside forever, but I grabbed the guardrail of the integrated device, and then I wanted to go to the other side."

"Why do you want to go to the other side?"

"Because there is a window over there, I want to go to the window..."

Schiller frowned. It turned out that Ox thought of a way to attract other people's attention through the window, so why didn't he do it?

"Then what?"

"But...no..."

"What?!"

"There is no window."