This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Du Heng had made his stance clear. Zhang Dewen, being a man who valued his reputation, did not actively question Du Heng further. After brief deliberation, he made a decision. ”Since it’s inconvenient for the Psychiatry Department, let’s transfer him to my Chinese Medicine Department.”

The Director of the Psychiatry Department was stunned. He hadn’t expected that an accomplished senior like Zhang Dewen would believe the words of a young man who seemed to have barely entered the field.

”Sir Zhang, this is no joke! This will delay Doctor Guan’s treatment.” Seeing Zhang Dewen’s seemingly irrational decision, the psychiatrist quickly tried to dissuade him.

Zhang Dewen had made up his mind. He waved his hand gently and said, ”I’ve practiced traditional Chinese medicine my entire life, but when it comes to brain diseases, I can only claim to have a slight understanding; I’m far from proficient.

”However, I can still judge whether a diagnosis is correct or not.

”Based on my sixty years of experience, I believe Doctor Du’s diagnostic approach is sound and aligns with medical principles.”

The Director of the Psychiatry Department still didn’t understand Zhang Dewen’s decision and frowned. ”But what if...”

Zhang Dewen shook his head, interrupting him. ”What if? What if what?”

A bitter smile touched his lips. ”Even if we agree now to transfer Xiao Guan to the Municipal Mental Hospital, can you guarantee he’ll be completely cured?

”Even if he’s cured now, will he relapse in the future?”

Zhang Dewen’s bitter smile faded, and he sighed. ”We all know the current treatment methods for mental illness. Medication is used to suppress neurons, achieving temporary control or suppression.

”But this is merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause. You should be well aware of the high recurrence rate of schizophrenia. Moreover, you also know how severe the brain damage can be from long-term use of psychiatric drugs.

”And the inability to achieve a complete cure means Xiao Guan will be unable to practice medicine, specifically traditional Chinese medicine, for the rest of his life.

”This is an unacceptable situation for someone who has been studying Chinese medicine since his teens.

”Won’t such consequences affect Xiao Guan’s emotions again?

”If they do, will future treatment still be effective?

”Will the consequences Doctor Du just mentioned then be proven true?”

Zhang Dewen’s series of questions left the psychiatrist speechless.

Did he know the cure rate of mental disorders? Did he know the hazards of psychiatric drugs? He knew. He knew all of it. To date, the so-called cures for all mental illnesses were merely temporary control and suppression, requiring long-term, uninterrupted medication. If a patient forgot to take their medicine, their condition would likely recur, possibly even more severely. During the medication period, the patient must not be stimulated and must be in a relatively ’clean’ environment. But was that even possible? Humans are social animals, communal beings who need to communicate and interact. They have their own desires, complex emotions, and entanglements of interest. Society doesn’t operate on the principle that being sick automatically makes you right or entitles you to do as you please. Others aren’t your parents, obligated to cater to your every emotion and concede to your every whim. Furthermore, long-term use of psychiatric drugs not only harms the liver and kidneys and damages the brain nerves, but its suppression of the condition is like a ticking time bomb. Its principle is like a dam in a river: as long as it holds, the waters are calm and peaceful. But when it can no longer hold, it’s like the dam bursting; long-suppressed emotions pour out, violent and ferocious. At that point, it harms not only oneself but also others. The simplest example is patients with depression. Has anyone ever heard of them being completely cured? Very few. When they aren’t cured, they’re like flowers in a greenhouse, needing constant care from those around them. Yet even so, a single glance, a smile, a word, or even a phrase from someone nearby can trigger their fragile, sensitive nerves. Such a situation is not only painful for the patient but also for those around them. Over time, who can bear it? Who can perpetually maintain a ’clean’ and ’warm’ environment for an unrelated person?

The Director of the Psychiatry Department had no answer to Zhang Dewen’s questions. He fell silent and, after a long pause, said softly, ”Alright. Since the family also agrees, we’ll do as you wish, Sir Zhang.”

Having stated his decision, the Director of the Psychiatry Department looked at everyone. ”If any problems arise, contact me immediately. I will get in touch with the Municipal Mental Hospital and coordinate with them.”

Once the Director of the Psychiatry Department finished speaking, the matter was settled.

Now that the decision was made, Zhang Dewen wasted no time. He immediately contacted the doctors from the Chinese Medicine Department and had Guan Bo transferred to their ward.

However, to be on the safe side, he arranged a private room for Guan Bo, with two male family members and two male doctors assigned to him. The special hospital bed from the Psychiatry Department was moved directly into the room, and soft restraints were immediately put to use.

The Chinese Medicine Department’s rooms were regular wards, very different from the special wards in the Psychiatry Department. For patients like Guan Bo, who had violent tendencies, it was very easy to harm others or themselves during an episode. Therefore, such precautions were not excessive.