Jiang Fang loosened the scorpion braid he had tied up, and used a hair tie with his own warmth to simply tie a small braid for him.
Then he began to take stock of Nan Zhou's injuries.
The wounds on his body were considerable in length and length, but almost all of them were distributed behind him. Most of the skin in front of him was clean and fair, and his chest was even more clean and pink.
Nan Zhou clearly has all the characteristics of a human being, but it is this particularity that is unusually clean, which makes him even more unhuman.
He was supposed to be perfect, but there were some scars protruding from his shoulders, neck, waist and abdomen, like overgrown branches.
In Jiang Fang's view, it was very annoying.
Jiang Fang truthfully recorded the location of Nan Zhou's scar, and remained silent throughout the whole process, only touching, measuring, and recording.
A knife had been slashed in his waist, perhaps an axe.
Below the butterfly bone are two staggered whiplashes.
There were two piercing wounds with daggers stacked on top of each other at the back of the heart, and it was not clear which one was the front and which was the back.
Among the many wounds, the clearest are several radioactive current burns.
If it is placed elsewhere, the scar will turn dark red over time.
But against the background of Nan Zhou's skin, the scars were red and bright as new, which always made people suspect that this was a new injury added yesterday, and then he couldn't help but hurt him.
Fortunately, his limbs are still intact, only a butterfly tattoo of unknown origin on his right wrist has been recorded.
After the general physical examination, Jiang Fang placed Nan Zhou by the bed and squatted in front of Nan Zhou to check whether there were any dark wounds on his legs.
Those legs looked at the muscles and bones evenly stopped, but they were actually full of weight. Fortunately, Jiang Fang's fingers were long and strong, and a single slap could hold the area above the ankle bone.
Nan Zhou looked down at Jiang Fang.
Jiang Fang's palm was on his calf, it was hot and dry, it didn't feel annoying, it was just subtle.
Although Nan Zhou felt a little strange in his heart, since he asked Jiang Fang to check for him, of course, he let it move and would never resist.
In terms of Nan Zhou's meager social experience, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being touched and touched while naked.
Everyone has one nose and two eyes, nothing special, and he doesn't think he is ugly, what's wrong with seeing people
If it weren't for the comparison, Nan Zhou thought that Jiang Fang was more careful than Li Yinhang, and he didn't mind asking Li Yinhang to help him check his body.
After Jiang Fang finished the inventory, he raised his head and asked, "There are so many injuries, you don't remember how they came from?"
Nan Zhou lowered his head and re-tweaked the hair tie that bound his hair, intending to hand it back to Jiang Fang: "I don't remember."
He only remembered that he seemed to be sitting at home and painting, and in the blink of an eye, people were dragged here.
He couldn't even raise his vigilance, he just felt inexplicable, just like a dream.
"… Hey."
Jiang Fang seemed to have discovered something and stopped his movements.
He held Nan Zhou's shoulders and brushed away his loose black hair.
When he was tying his hair just now, Jiang Fang grabbed it and tied it hastily. The small black braids were gathered into a bundle and hung down along his slender neck, just blocking the back of his neck.
As he bowed his head, Jiang Fang caught a glimpse of a red mark on the back of his neck.
Nan Zhou was surprised: "Huh?"
"A fish slipped through the net."
Jiang Fang stretched out his fingers and pressed the oval-shaped Chen Shang: "This is..."
When his fingertips touched the wound, Jiang Fang's tongue just touched the back of his teeth.
While flicking his fingertips, he felt a strange and ambiguous familiarity.
The pulp of his fingers twirled and touched there, as if the sunken scar was very attractive to him.
Nan Zhou was confused by him.
But he couldn't see anything mysterious behind his neck either, so he had to put his hands on the side of the bed and let him caress in confusion.
After a while, Jiang Fang said softly, "It hurts."
"It doesn't hurt." Nan Zhou described his feelings objectively, "It's a little itchy."
Jiang Fang did not speak.
Nan Zhou turned sideways in doubt and saw Jiang Fang raised his hand to cover his own chest.
Nan Zhou asked, "What happened to you?"
"I can't tell." Jiang Fang laughed, but there was a sense of tension in his laughter, "Maybe I'm really sick."
Nan Zhou stared at Jiang Fang.
His eye sockets have obvious Eastern European characteristics and are very deep, so light can't always fall in. In addition, the thick eyelashes cover his eyes properly, and it is difficult to see whether those eyes are plotting or not. Emotional.
In the small town, the people Nan Zhou met were simple.
Jiang Fang was a complicated person that he couldn't see through, so he naturally wanted to see it more and more.
"If you are sick..." Nan Zhou asked, "Do you need my help to kill you?"
That Mr. Tang said that the mental illness here is more similar to a virus, and anyone can be attacked.
Nan Zhou was not philistine, tactful, or polite at all, but calmly put forward what he thought was a feasible solution: "I can move quickly. It won't hurt."
Jiang Fang smiled: "Thank you. If there is a need, I will tell you."
Nan Zhou got the record of his own scars, and simply sketched a picture of the human body, marking all his scars on it.
When he was busy, Jiang Fang was holding his calf, raising his leg slightly, studying the gilded leg ring that closely fit his skin.
The inner carving has dark lines, if it is forced to fade down, it is easy to be injured.
After some research on the human figure, Nan Zhou finally figured out the reason for Jiang Fang's silence just now.
"I have been fatally injured." Nan Zhou raised his face, "According to this kind of injury, I should not be alive now."
Jiang Fang added for him in his heart: at least three places.
"If so, why am I still alive, and why am I here all of a sudden?"
Nan Zhou muttered to himself for a while, thinking to no avail, then turned to Jiang Fang: "Where are you from?"
Jiang Fang made a pun: "a different place from you."
Jiang Fang was right.
He is indeed different from Nanzhou everywhere.
Hair color, eye color, nose bone, lips are all special.
Nan Zhou was attracted by his natural silver hair and ran away, and he was very determined to touch it, but one leg was danglingly lifted by Jiang Fang and hung in the air. Muscle cramps.
He is not afraid of pain, just uncomfortable and needs to find a fulcrum.
So, Nan Zhou put his foot on Jiang Fang's thigh, which was half-squatting, but just slipped into Jiang Fang's separated legs.
… right at the crux of the matter.
Nan Zhou didn't mind, so he took it for granted that Jiang Fang didn't mind either.
With his bare toes clasped inward, he grabbed the piece of cloth and focused on adjusting his muscles.
Jiang Fang was obviously choked, hesitating whether he should laugh at such a kitten's milk-like behavior.
In the end, he turned his face away and laughed sullenly.
… what an amazing and fun experience.
In childhood, he had imagined countless times the character of this friend he had never met, either dull, gloomy, or like a severely injured little animal, wary of everything and hating everything.
All in all, it is distressing and awe-inspiring.
But the living Nanzhou in front of him makes people want to "love" very much.
Nothing but pure "love".
For Jiang Fang, this should have been a dangerous signal, but he didn't feel that he still had the ability to love someone, so he felt at ease, letting him step on him and tickling at the tip of his heart. tossing.
…
After waking up from a full sleep, Li Yinhang gave up completely and gave up the fantasy of leaving this mentally ill town with his eyes open.
After the three met in Nanzhou's room, they began to discuss the next action plan.
"Someone wanted to send us here on purpose." Jiang Fang said, "The vehicle is self-driving, and there is no way for professionals to control it; the speed of the vehicle is so fast that it is impossible to allow us to jump; there are also guns in the car. The caretaker. That is to say, our destination can only be the 'Garden of Eden'."
Nan Zhou said: "The operating rules here are very strange."
Nan Zhou has a say in this matter.
In terms of Nan Zhou's living experience in Yongwu Town, their town is completely closed.
The grid of the comics squarely cuts him off neatly from the outside world.
There is no farming, no industry, just a completely closed and isolated paradise.
…or an extraterrestrial prison.
But Nevertown is different from here.
Because of the closure, the shops in Nevertown automatically produce fresh food every day.
Of course, the so-called "food" is only limited to appearance.
Every bite of food tasted like a bland paper.
The Garden of Eden is located in a vast world, with convenient transportation lines that can connect with the outside world, a clear distinction between inside and outside the town, and even seven clear divisions.
Although the people in the "Garden of Eden" are all sick, no matter whether they are correct or not, they all have the basic thinking ability and personal consciousness.
So, this presents a very real problem.
How are the supplies in the town replenished
Where do daily necessities and three meals a day come from
Who will run the restaurant or supermarket
Does the operator still have the ability to operate
On the sightseeing bus, Nan Zhou took a look at the surrounding supermarkets and found that most of them were closed, which also confirmed his guess.
In the residential area of patients with strong aggression, there are basically people who will kill people wantonly because of such trivial matters as odd and even numbers, gender, male and female, and the moon's profit and loss.
Such a slender and fragile person is definitely not suitable for such things as "business".
Moreover, the senior who transported them was obviously familiar with all the types of mental illness in this place, so he carefully avoided it and chose this place for them.
This further proves the vulnerability of patients with "strong aggression disorder".
They are only suitable for "living" here, not suitable for all light and heavy manual labor.
Therefore, the operation mechanism of "Garden of Eden" is indeed a matter worthy of in-depth consideration.
As for Li Yinhang, she couldn't observe anything and felt deeply that she was an iron waste.
She simply didn't think about it, and made up her mind that when the senior who brought them here comes again, she will create a detailed list of the residents in the town and their symptoms, so that they can go out.
They each had their own thoughts and plans, so they collectively forgot the unimportant Yuan, Ming, Qing and Tang and Song Dynasties they encountered on the tram.
Therefore, they are completely unaware that Yuan Mingqing has almost gnashed his teeth in hatred now.
After sending off the trio, Tang Song also "naturally" woke up.
He admits that he is delusional and often delusions that he is someone else.
For example, just now, he mistook himself for the conductor guarding the tram.
In order to facilitate the care of Tang and Song Dynasties, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties also showed their acting skills.
He mysteriously said that he always felt that someone was going to harm him and kill him. The trio just wanted to take him away, which was not good for him, so he didn't want to go with them.
The middle-aged man like a priest really fell in love, and with a look of pity, he included the two of them in the ranks of "inner phobia" patients.
Relying on his delusions of being murdered, Yuan Mingqing asked questions all the way, but he asked more information than Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang knew so far.
However, the more he asked, the more depressed his heart became. In the end, he held his breath and had no way of venting. He could only grit his teeth and stay silent.
Nan Zhou's guess was correct.
Before they got to the place where they lived, the person who came to greet them had already arranged everything for their future.
After Tang Song's injured leg was simply bandaged, the two were taken straight to a spinning mill.
According to the introduction, their thoughts are prone to fluctuations. In order to seek inner peace and external value, they can engage in some simple tasks to enrich their body and mind.
There will be no discrimination here, even if the work is done slowly, no one will blame them.
If the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were really sick, they would probably be delighted with this equal and non-discriminatory work arrangement.
But unfortunately, he is clear-headed and not a fool.
He could see clearly that this was clearly coaxing these "mild patients" to work with kind words, so as to maintain the operation of the entire "Garden of Eden"!
To put it bluntly, they have to work hard to keep the three people in the "Cube Ark" delicious and delicious!