Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
10. Adem Lecture

No, hell. Gista who was fed up first because of the words of Father reflected in his head. If not for that, perhaps at least Gista could survive.

"We can't carelessly talk to people or to ourselves, Tea."

Endra slightly smiled wryly as he said it.

"Crazy people, crazy people, crazy people. The mental state is not as simple as two stereotypical words. If it's not normal, maybe other people don't know" he said again.

Gista lowered his head, silently listening to the advice.

"Normal is not normal it needs a process. Especially about pain. Our body is complicated. The pain where, could be precisely the problem elsewhere. Minus eyes, even though he never used gadget—oh, it turns out he is diabetic. Headache even though the flu is not a fever 'not hot-hot—oh, it turns out dehydrated."

Gista nodded listening to Endra's comfortable voice in his chest. Gista's eyes were red, slowly crying, but somehow he was not sad.

The way Endra advises makes Gista very soothing.

"General doctors, well, Tea, should not arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of specialist doctors," he said again. "Class is different. The level of knowledge is different. There are no general practitioners say 'wah, there is no case like this, fix it crazy you're crazy'. Surely the doctor said, consultation with a more expert doctor. If the expert can't, maybe the need drops above the expert again. Or maybe the case needs to be analyzed again."

"Yes." Yeah." If everyone is counseled in this gentle and polite way, Gista think only the selfless people who say no.

Endra just kept smiling.

"Teteh does not need to cry. Don't have to be sad. Yes, no, humane. But speaking well, instead of saying 'i'm crazy', Teteh said 'insyaa Allah is healthy'."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Teteh's case I just heard, indeed, but that does not mean there is no strange case in the medical world, Tea. Some people are medically dead but in fact alive. It's not alone."

Gista rubbed his eyes and continued to laugh amusedly.

Why is this guy so funny, anyway? Gista wanted to cry but she kept on babbling.

Although still not going to the doctor anymore, he laughed because Endra tried hard to comfort him.

*

Endra was several times heedless by his friend, whether it was a doctor or an assistant doctor. One of the most 'sucks' is indeed the patient's parents, or even the patient himself who lacks knowledge.

In a sense, those who when given one suggestion about an action by a doctor, they fight back.

Well, cases like Gista it also counts so. His parents may be low on education, not very understanding so immediately make his son's rude judge crazy.

Sometimes they think they don't mean anything bad in a rough sense, but want to mean A or B, when the patient is already on his back, nothing can improve his mental except the patient himself.

Poor Gista. He was obviously confused as to why, but he was driven mad until yesterday he kept saying 'i'm crazy'.

In that case, he was traumatized by his own parents, whose responsibility was it?

"Not good, Tea?" endra asked as he watched Gista try hard to finish the bread.

A thousand chocolate bread. Although it does not taste good, but Endra just saw there are people can not swallow it for more than a minute.

"Rubber." Gista replied with a hoarse voice crying. "It feels like rubbish. Yeah, I never eat shit, but I don't taste food."

Endra nodded seriously at the complaint.

"Later to check again Teteh want, yeah?" politely asked.

Endra needs to be more sure. Because even if Gista does not like it, the only way to know the patient's disease other than blood tests and scanning is to ask directly.

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