Chapter 14: Not too sick with friends

Wu Chengbin expected nothing wrong. In this parallel world called Inner Domain No. 2 in sequence, he did not have a new disease ...
I'm sick but not better.
Uh ...
Xi Chengbin opened his eyes and saw the vaguely familiar ceiling.
After a short pause, Cheng Bin loaded the sensory expansion module, lifted the white sheet, sat up, and looked around.
Although the headache caused by the cold was gone, Cheng Bin's mood was far from good.
Look at the familiar iron-frame bed, the familiar Red Cross bed sheet, the familiar sterilized water taste-isn't this the mental hospital where he stayed for almost a year and a half?
Cheng Bin put on his shoes and got out of bed, looked at his pale face in the mirror on the wall, and took a look at the mobile phone with glasses on the bedside cabinet—afternoon on August 1, 17th, and zero There is not much difference in world time, but Cheng Bin, No. 0, was discharged at the end of June!
Chengbin Cheng tried to recall, as the last time, he could n’t remember the world ’s own experience in the same way as the last time. The system said that some information was left to query through immediate sight, I hope nothing will go wrong.
He took the folded patient suit and put it on, Cheng Bin walked to the table and turned over the paper, and found that it was all useless information, but when Cheng Bin opened the drawer, he made an accidental discovery-one A laptop was lying quietly in a drawer, which was a model starting at 10,000 yuan.
"Why is this book still here?" Cheng Bin locked the drawer with some doubts and pulled out the key from the drawer. "Is Chen Fat discharged from hospital two months before me?"
Cheng Chengbin knows this notebook. It is another prop named Chen who is said to have a good family but his parents are divorced. He used it to accompany him to play a black game.
However, since this notebook is still in the drawer, Chen Fat must have not been discharged like Cheng Bin himself.
Cheng Chengbin walked out of the room with a puzzled mind.
的 In the accommodation area of ​​the mental hospital, most of the natural residents are mental patients.
In this building where Cheng Bin lives, there are relatively many mental patients who can move freely, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people, and the illnesses are mild depression. Anyway, it does not affect normal life and will not The types that cause trouble to others generally don't live long, and Cheng Bin has been a special case for more than a year.
I let a bald man run wild in the corridor, nodded with a smile to some of the patients who greeted him, Cheng Bin went down the stairs and walked towards the doctor's office area.
Cheng Bin intends to find a way to test his own situation in the world, and then consider whether to sneak out or be discharged from the hospital seriously-he has not forgotten his decision to engage in other worlds and misappropriate contraband in the laboratory, but this matter requires Wait until you finally leave, and staying in this world for a little longer is more life and learning time.
Cheng Chengbin walked to the main building of the hospital, and found his own doctor's office familiarly. He knocked on the door and greeted the doctor inside.
Yang Mingyuan glanced up from behind the computer and wondered why Cheng Bin did not wear glasses: "Cheng Bin, come in. Is there anything wrong?"
Cheng Chengbin sat on the side of the table. The doctors in psychiatry or psychiatry are usually closer to the patients because of professional reasons, so he has no worries about his needs-print a file of his medical records.
This is not a strange request. Every time this hospital diagnoses and communicates with patients, it will keep corresponding records. Except for some people with special conditions, it will be given even if the patient does not mention it.
Yang Mingyuan clicked the mouse on the computer, and at the same time asked Cheng Bin the recent situation of these days, the printer on the side also spewed out a few sheets of paper.
Suddenly, when Cheng Bin got his files ready to leave, Dr. Yang suddenly stopped him.
"It's a coincidence that you came," Yang Mingyuan moved the mouse, seemed to open some documents and looked at them and said, "Before a notice came down in the courtyard, I looked at your name ... Well, it's 7:30 this evening, you go to the private chat room, room A6. "
Yang Mingyuan frowned, seeming to be a bit strange: "It seems to be an inquiry ... not the hospital, but it is important, you remember to go."
Cheng Chengbin nodded and said he knew, and left with the medical record file. He didn't pay much attention to the inquiry. Now Cheng Bin is full of his case files. He is curious about how he has not been discharged from the world.
While looking through the files and walking towards the residence, Cheng Bin found that the situation of the world in the beginning was not much different from that of the zero world, but later the difference was manifested-the world's own believes in what he sees and hears The shadows and murmurs of God are not hallucinations, but something that really exists.
"No wonder I can't leave the hospital ..." Seeing this, Cheng Bin can only helplessly mutter: "Although in a certain level, this is also true."
Cheng Bin, who was walking, suddenly heard a noise, and hurried over a few white nurses.
Cheng Bin raised his head in doubt and walked a few steps, glanced around, and started visual enhancement. He quickly discovered the source of the riot-in the space between the two buildings of the hospital, a fat man in a hospital uniform was being beaten. Several male and female nurses pressed to the ground with all hands, and still wrestling and struggling.
I heard all kinds of persuasive and anxious speeches over there, Cheng Bin couldn't help but keep silent-Chen Fat, you have a good body, so many people can't hold you back.
Cheng Chengbin said hello to the familiar nurse who was looking over there and asked her, "What's going on over there?"
"Who knows?" The nurse looked at Cheng Bin, who was wearing a sick suit, and said angrily: "Most probably Chen Pang is committing suicide again. Come here in three or five days. Don't worry about it, just follow me. It was said that he would be thrown into a safe house. "
Chen Pang is the real name of Chen Fat. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com The safe house is for people who are seriously ill and have a tendency to hurt themselves or others. There is no sharp or hard object, but the plastic room in summer Not a comfortable place.
People who are so irritated by Chen Fat also dare to commit suicide? Cheng Bin thanked the nurse somewhat speechlessly and walked towards the noisy place.
In Cheng Bin ’s impression, Chen Fat is more like a normal person than he is daydreaming. He is very homey when he is in the sky. He is sick of the world, but he often sighs and sighs. In addition to bringing constant self and others Negative energy is no different, and the fat man in the world after the original figure is a cheerful and optimistic guy, why this world is so troublesome that people need to hold it down.
The scream of Chen Fat as he approached the pig was even more shocking--
"Don't press! My face, my face is worn!" "Don't dig! No, I'll take a knife!" "That's enough! My anger tank is almost full! Don't Come stimulate me! "
Cheng Bin darted into the crowd with a black face, and on the way, looked for a crowd to ask, and knew the beginning and end of the matter-the fat Chen did not know which nerve was wrong, and took a chance to touch away a scalpel. When he was discovered, he also said that he wanted to study the sharpness of the legendary scalpel. Is it possible that he wanted to use himself as the research material?
From the crowd's emotions, Cheng Bin knew that this fat man had become more and more excessive in the past few months, and he often took actions such as stealing keys, climbing rooftop fences, and walking down sharp objects, and the key was that he was methodical Reasonable, the plan clearly shows that the success rate is extremely high, and even more exaggerated-why do you have to counsel, do not jump on the rooftop to watch the scenery, do not dare to poke the knife and claim to be in pain ...
If you feel emotional, you'll just toss our nurses, right?