Vol 3 Chapter 1169: Crazy. No. (4)


When the door was closed, there was only one person left in the small ward.
He sat down on the spot and began to think.
"Although I have to say what I want to say, I can’t hold too much expectation for this doctor." I can’t help but feel that he’s not ugly, he’s not going to cure me. He just wants to finish. Basic work requirements, mixed two months of shifts, and then in the next ten months, he does not have to stay in this ghost place."
When she thought about it, she moved to the wall and slowly fell down.
"Not only him, other doctors, I am afraid it is also such a state of mind.
"First of all, this mental hospital is a state institution. The salary of their shifts here is definitely fixed, that is to say, there is no extra oil and water. Therefore, the motives for this aspect of interest can be ruled out.
"Secondly, the patients we are being held here are basically a group of guys who are not mistakenly judged on two occasions. According to the logic of ordinary people, it is cheap to be able to shut down a lifetime here. Under this premise, if true. Some people recover from this hospital and re-enter the society, which is bound to attract a lot of public opinion pressure.
"In short, from the personal point of view of doctors, even if you treat each patient seriously, there will be no benefit. On the contrary, if a patient is cured, then the next troubles and responsibilities will be unimaginable.
"Well, I want to come here and put the hope of leaving here on the doctor. It is a waste of time."
"That has been written for fourteen years, but no doctor can seriously find the doubts about the knowledge reserve if he studies it seriously.
"There are no reasons why no one has come up to date. No one really takes the opportunity to look at the stuff. They just look at it as a story, or they need to sneak it out for work. I saw some doubts, but they didn't say anything because they didn't want to spend time and labor for such a helpless super madman, and didn't want to carry unnecessary risks for me."
After reading this, I felt a stretch of laziness and sighed: "Calling, you have to rely on yourself to leave this place."
After more than an hour, lunch time is up.
The person who sent the meal today did not even talk, but just knocked the door with a electric baton on a hard object, and then directly inserted the plate from the lower baffle of the door.
"Ah, have you ever had a meal yet?" Feng Shou didn't see it, and while he was chanting, he climbed to the door. "In all fairness, the food here is still ok."
He took the plate to the front and, after an overview, began to develop a diet.
Explain here, the so-called "feeding strategy" is actually what to eat first, what to eat after, how to eat, how long it takes to eat.
Generally speaking, when a child is a poor child at home, it is easy to develop such a habit as long as the brain is not too stupid.
Because the children of the poor have no conditions for "whatever they want to eat," there is no capital for "leftovers" or "picky".
The moment they sit at the dinner table, the question usually considered is "How can I use this half piece of old fat meat and two pickles to dry this bowl of overnight meal, and by the way, let my mouth and stomach produce An illusion of eating and eating well."
And this is undoubtedly a skill is a technique of "through the way to improve the quality of life."
The so-called environment creates people, and that’s it.
Every month, people who work hard and earn more than 2,000 yuan have never worked in their lives, but they can easily take out more than 20 million people at home. They also live their thoughts, habits and visions. Naturally, there will be big differences.
Here, we do not discuss what is noble, good and evil, right or wrong, cause and effect, and say that "saving costs and improving the quality of life under limited conditions" is definitely more of the former.
For example, renting a suit to interview, picking up a ticket in the morning, using the old household goods for the second time, and going to the supermarket to buy discounted vegetables at night will be common sense or commonplace for the former, but the latter It is something that you don't know, or don't need to know.
Unexpectedly, it is obviously a "poor person". Of course, he has not been too poor to learn the life skills of the tramp. There are many routines to eat rice. I will not write the details here, but "eat" Raiders, the degree of habit he developed from an early age.
"This kind of match" is not aware of the dish, and I remember, "The pork cutlet can be eaten half first, and the remaining half can be kept on the rice to keep the heat, and the rice can be dipped in oil and water. Baked bran does not seem to use the common sweetness, but is made salty. It has to be said to be a failure. Because the taste of salty and salted fish conflicts, it needs to be combined with seaweed egg soup."
Just thinking about these things, even I feel that it is a sudden break in the number of words!
"Hey?" He found something that made him wonder. "What is this?"
As he spoke to himself, he couldn't help but half-mouthed his mouth and moved his tongue a few times. Then he simply put his hand into his mouth.
After a few seconds, he took out the same thing from his teeth with the index finger and of his right hand.
"This is" staring at the residue of the food for a few seconds, then quickly concluded that "the orange?"
Indeed, at this time, he was holding a handful of oranges.
"Don't know" what he remembered. The next second, he rubbed the saliva on his hands and wiped the fingers of his hands. Then he put the fingers of both hands in front of his nose and sniffed carefully. under.
"Well, it’s really there." Feng did not feel like reading this sentence, thinking sideways, "but I don't remember how I have eaten it."
In addition to the meal in front of me, I felt that I had eaten a meal after I came here, and he remembered that it was clear that there was no orange for dinner yesterday.
"The orange flavor is left on the finger, which means that I have not only eaten oranges, but I also peeled it myself. It wasn’t that someone slammed into my mouth when I was unconscious." Then I read it again, "but I But there is no memory of eating oranges, it is like"
At this moment, his mind flashed a flash: "It seems that a memory has been erased." To be continued.
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