Chapter 2714

Schiller found the room where Aux was. This didn't take much effort, because on his way over, he saw a group of people cursing and walking to the other side. Only after asking did he know that there was a madman in the dormitory they were staying in, and they had to go to someone else's place now.

Schiller knew that this madman was very likely Aux, but when he pushed the door open and saw Aux's current situation, he still felt surprised.

Aux was a big guy. When he first saw him, Schiller was surprised by his big build. When he and Yin Yin Lisha stood together, if Yin Yin Lisha was a Barbie doll, then Aux was the largest teddy bear. He was tall and wide, and the little nurses all said he could get stuck in the hospital's door frame.

But now he had lost a lot of weight, almost only half as wide as before. Although working on a space station might be relatively hard and there wasn't much time for fitness, this degree of atrophy was still shocking enough.

He had shaved off most of his beard. Although he looked much younger, his face looked even paler. His state was somewhat similar to Yin Yin Lisha's, and perhaps even worse.

When Schiller approached him, he heard him muttering something in his mouth. Schiller seemed to vaguely hear Yin Yin Lisha's name, so he said to Aux, "Aux, can you still hear me? Yin Yin Lisha is fine; she asked me to come and find you."

Aux's murky eyes flashed with light, but the auditory system seemed to have failed to successfully connect to the brain's 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 Aux had a good impression of doctors. Even if ordinary people encountered a disaster, seeing an outfit similar to a doctor's would significantly increase their mental stability.

Aux didn't suddenly attack. He could have done so, because Schiller saw traces of fighting around him. Clearly, Aux's round of madness just now had driven all his roommates out.

Observing Aux at a closer distance, Schiller found that he had symptoms of exhaustion, his consciousness was scattered, his lips were trembling, he couldn't concentrate well, and he wasn't sensitive enough to external stimuli.

Some symptoms began to flash through Schiller's mind and were excluded one by one. Finally, only one remained—bipolar disorder.

Judging from the descriptions of Aux's work state by people before, he had depressive symptoms, manifested as frustration, powerlessness, and his hand-eye coordination had also declined, leading to an inability to complete his work well.

And the current Aux should have just finished the manic phase and was in a state of severe detachment and fatigue. If nothing unexpected happened, he would soon turn into a depressive state again.

The causes of this disease are various. In previous observations, Schiller didn't find that Aux had hereditary symptoms, which meant he should have acquired the disease.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the result of the pressure of taking care of Yin Yin Lisha, the lack of smoothness in working on the space station, and the suppression of his superiors working together. But it was still rare for it to deteriorate to this extent in such a short time.

Patients with bipolar disorder are almost unable to communicate during the onset of the disease. The language system in the manic phase will overwork, thinking will be racing, and logic will be lost. Basically, others ask about the ground, and he answers about the sky.

And during depression, thinking will be slow, language logic will be more fragmented, and there will be a fairly obvious pessimistic tendency. The desire for communication and expression will not be strong. Many times, they will refuse to communicate and even show panic toward others' social invitations.

This is a relatively common emotional disorder, so Schiller had encountered many such patients before, so he knew he had come to the right place this time, and had come at a very good time.

Such patients are indeed difficult to deal with, but there is an important key frame for their treatment, which is Aux's current state, that is, just after the manic phase has ended and he is about to turn into depression.

At this time, the manic phase has consumed a lot of their physical strength, making them unable to yell or even show aggressive tendencies as they did during the manic episode. They no longer have the strength to do so, and the approach of medical staff at this time is safe.

But at the same time, the over-emptied brain leaves them no time to think, and the depressive emotion hasn't had time to occupy the high ground of the brain. Now their thinking is blank, and even the hypnosis that many psychologists have prepared for doesn't achieve this effect of clearing the brain.

This is the best time to take advantage of their hearts. Schiller dragged Aux to the middle of the floor. Aux wanted to resist, but had no strength. His brain couldn't think about what Schiller was going to do, and even the measures for self-protection couldn't be activated.

Schiller knelt on the side, as if looking at a big meal, rubbed his hands, then stood up, turned off all the lights in the room, and only left a small desk lamp on the desk.

Once the light became dim, Aux appeared sleepy. Schiller stood in front of him and said, "Can you hear me? Aux, Yin Yin Lisha asked me to come."

"Yes, Yin Yin Lisha..." Aux repeated.

"Don't be afraid, you have been rescued." Schiller said, "Now you are on a hospital bed at the New York Presbyterian Hospital. Do you still remember that lamp?"

Aux blinked his eyelids hard, seemingly unable to recall anything. Schiller continued, "Reach out and touch the sheets. The nurse just changed them today. They are a bit cool now, but they will become warm by tonight."

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

"It's noon." Schiller said, "Do you feel the sunlight is a bit dazzling? I can have the nurse pull the curtains."

"I'm a bit cold."

"Yes, this is a normal reaction." Schiller stood at the head of his bed, reached out and adjusted the control valve of the infusion tube, and said, "You have severe malnutrition. Haven't you been eating well lately?"

"Work is too busy, work..." Aux muttered. Each of his words seemed to rush out of his mouth, yes, but also very powerless. By the last syllable, it had turned into a breathy sound.

"Where is Yin Yin Lisha?"

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

"Where is Yin Yin Lisha? I want to see her."

"I'm very sorry, Aux. After the spaceship accident, all of you have become confidential personnel. Before the truth is investigated, you cannot contact your family members. However, I will let her look at you through the observation window."

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

"She has already come." Schiller pointed to the observation window of the door on the other side of the hospital bed. Aux turned his head to look over there and saw a blurry figure. He struggled to climb up.

"No, no, don't do that, Aux. Remember? You fainted on the spaceship, and the evacuation process encountered bumps. The final diagnosis is a concussion, so you feel so uncomfortable. You can't move now..."

Aux lay down again. Schiller continued, "In fact, Yin Yin Lisha's illness is already cured. In the last consultation, she clearly stated that she wanted to have a child with you, preferably a cute little daughter..."

Aux began to imagine, seemingly already seeing the scene of his daughter running toward him after school. The sunlight was so dazzling, and the air was a bit hot, but nothing was warmer than that embrace.

But immediately after, other memory fragments emerged. Yin Yin Lisha's wailing, some test reports with unclear results, they stood under a big tree, Yin Yin Lisha holding a cat, a back view parting with him at the airport gate...

Aux shook his head hard. Schiller interrupted him and said, "You have symptoms of memory loss. It's normal to feel confused. Don't be afraid. With the recovery of your injuries, everything will get better."

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

"Then don't! Don't!" Aux shouted, "I don't take drugs. My daughter, not the child of a drug addict..."

Schiller suddenly paused and said, "Is that so? You don't have a history of drug abuse?"

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

"Who do you want to kill?"

"Those who say I have taken drugs."

"Who are they?"

"Hyde, and that damn Anloway. They have been spreading rumors. They say I have hallucinations..."

Those were the names of Aux's colleagues. After Schiller thought for a moment, he knew what he said was true. But this didn't sound like an ordinary rumor. Rumors that Aux was a gangster or a discarded football player were more reliable than rumors that he was a drug addict.

After all, the state of drug withdrawal is too obvious. In the absence of drugs on the space station, as long as one is a drug addict, one will definitely be witnessed having withdrawal symptoms. And if one hasn't been witnessed, then it's definitely not. Spreading such rumors is too easy to be debunked.

But what exactly did Aux do that made his colleagues think he was taking drugs? Just because his weight dropped rapidly? Or did he have other bizarre actions?

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

"Seems a bit better..."

Schiller put away the needle in his hand, watching the effect of the healing potion make Aux's complexion gradually become rosy. This kind of potion currently has no way to suppress mental problems, but at least it can change the burden brought to the internal organs by Aux's rapid weight loss.

"Alright, then you take a nap. An FBI agent will come to ask questions later. As long as you pass their test, you can reunite with Yin Yin Lisha."

After finishing, Schiller turned off the lights. The moment the light disappeared, Aux fell into a deep sleep. He only slept for three minutes, but it seemed as long as a year in the other world, and countless dreams flashed through his mind.

Schiller looked at Aux, who wanted to stand up, somewhat shocked. What's going on? Is this sleepwalking?

This is really interesting. Schiller thought while pressing Aux back. Although patients with emotional disorders in a depressive state will have symptoms of insomnia and dreaming, there is no significant sleepwalking performance. Generally speaking, pathological sleepwalking is because some structures of the brain have problems.

Aux woke up soon and seemed to not remember this at all. Schiller took off his white coat, revealing the shirt inside, and at the same time changed his expression and said.

"Hello, sir. I am the agent in charge of you. Please don't be nervous. I'm just asking you a few questions. If you can remember, tell me. If you can't, forget it. Is that okay?"

"Of course, I want to see Yin Yin Lisha..."

"Okay, you will see her soon." Schiller's speaking speed was much faster, and his pronunciation and word grouping changed to a different accent.

"May I ask what time you entered the space station to work? What projects are you mainly responsible for? Who is your immediate supervisor?"

Aux answered Schiller one after another, checked with his own memory in his heart, and found that they could basically match. This showed that Aux's memory was fine.

"That day you forgot to bring your safety rope, right?" Schiller's question pointed directly to the key. He said, "Then you floated out alone to repair the photovoltaic integration device..."

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

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

"Because there were windows on that side. I wanted to go to the window..."

Schiller frowned. So Aux thought of a way to attract others' attention through the window. Then why didn't he do it?

"And then?"

"But... there was no..."

"What?!"

"There was no window."