"Hongyan, what you are doing is wrong."
"What is this place? This is a hospital! Who is Brachi? He is a patient here!"
"Patients are a group of people who need our help and care. Although they have mental problems, if you kick them off the third floor with your feet, that's your fault."
"If you have objections to some of the patient's behaviors, you can choose a more tactful way to deal with it, such as muteing his voice, sewing his mouth shut, or directly cutting off his vocal cords... "
"What happened today is of a very bad nature. I will punish you by eating two more chicken drumsticks at night!"
"Next time something like this happens, I hope you can stay rational and not do anything that damages the image of our hospital."
"Understand?"
Lin Qiye stood there with a serious face, loudly scolding the beauty in front of him.
Hongyan tilted her head in confusion, seeming to be thinking about whether she was being punished or rewarded.
No matter what Lin Qiye said, she just nodded. In Li Yifei's words, this is called... corporate culture
Not far away, Brachi was holding his buttocks with a sad and angry expression.
"It's too much! It's too much! You don't know anything about the beauty of poetry!"
Lin Qiye walked forward quickly and said sincerely: "Mr. Brachi, our hospital did something wrong this time. I have already punished her severely. Please don't be angry."
At this moment, the closed door of the ward opened, and Nicks came out with a needle and thread for knitting sweaters, and said in surprise:
"Huh? Why doesn't he sing? I just found a needle and thread to sew his mouth shut..."
Blakey:…
Lin Qiye coughed twice and winked at Li Yifei. The latter immediately understood and said loudly: "Well, dinner is ready, everyone is ready to eat!"
Everyone gathered around the dining table, chatting and laughing. Nicks asked gently and intellectually if Brachi had been injured and whether it was serious, as if he had forgotten who was holding needle and thread to sew Brachi's body. mouth.
Lin Qiye looked at the scene in front of him and sighed helplessly.
From the mental hospital outside to the mental hospital inside, his world seemed to be devoid of any normality. He was worried that if this continued, he would be assimilated by the mentally ill.
The night is getting darker.
Lin Qiye walked slowly to the hospital and looked up at the ward on the second floor. All three patients had taken a rest and the entire floor was dark.
He was not in a hurry, he just sat down leaning on the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest.
Today, he was going to meet the woman inside Brachi.
After a long time, Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to the second floor.
I saw a faint light shining on the originally dark floor at some point, and the source of the light was the crack in Brachi's broken door.
Knowing that the time had come, Lin Qiye quietly climbed up the stairs and walked to the door of Ward No. 3. He held his breath and carefully looked in through the crack in the door.
In front of the dim candlelight, Brachi put on the white silk satin again, sat slimly in front of the bronze mirror, gently pulled up the hair beside his ear with one finger and played with it, as if appreciating his own appearance.
After a long time, he seemed to have admired it enough, so he reached out and picked up a touch of bright red from the box, and lightly applied it on his lips.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the door.
Brachi's body suddenly shook. He turned his head suddenly and saw Lin Qiye standing at the door, with a look of panic on his face.
"you you… "
Lin Qiye walked up to Brachi, looked into those panicked eyes, and spoke calmly:
"You are not Brachi, who are you?"
Brachi pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into Lin Qiye's eyes. He held his hands tightly in front of him, like a child who knew he had made a mistake.
"I...my name is Eden." His voice was trembling.
"Eden?" Lin Qiye was slightly startled when he heard the name.
This name seems familiar...
He seemed to have thought of something, and looked into Brachi's eyes, his eyes full of shock, "Are you Brachi's wife, the youth goddess Eden?"
Brachi... no, it should be Eden, nodded.
Lin Qiye looked at the panel behind Brachi again, and now the content of the panel had changed.
"
Ward three.
Patient: Brachi (Eden)
Task: Help Brachi (Eden) treat mental illness. When the treatment progress reaches the specified value (1%, 50%, 100%), some of Brachi's (Eden) abilities can be randomly selected.
Current treatment progress: 0%
"
Lin Qiye took a breath of cold air.
Even the panel that comes with the Gods Mental Hospital has changed, which shows that the woman in front of him is definitely not Brachi's imagination or a split personality, but a real god!
In other words, Brachi's body actually contains the souls of two gods!
"You are Brachi's wife, why do you share the same body with him? What's going on?" Lin Qiye asked doubtfully.
Iden buried his head even lower, "I don't know either... A hundred years ago, the mist that came from nowhere invaded Asgard. The weak gods began to die one after another, and the power of the powerful gods also increased rapidly. Decline is about to disappear in this world.
Later, in order to protect themselves, some powerful evil gods began to massacre believers and protect themselves by sacrificing their souls. Some good gods were unwilling to do this, so they found me and wanted me to give each of them an apple... "
"Is it the golden apple in mythology that can keep the gods youthful forever?" Lin Qiye asked.
"right."
In Norse mythology, Iden, the goddess of youth, possesses many golden apples that can keep people young forever. Even the gods covet them. When the fog comes, it is not surprising that it can help the gods resist the invasion of the fog.
"Did you give it to them?"
"I gave it." Eden's face showed bitterness, "I gave them all the golden apples, leaving only two, one for me and one for Brachi...
But I underestimated the power of the mist. Neither Braki nor I are particularly powerful gods. I am in charge of the power of youth. With my strong vitality, I can barely resist the mist, but Brachi cannot... "
Lin Qiye's brows wrinkled slightly.
"As the divine power gradually weakened, Brachi fell into a coma, and I could only be at a loss next to him..." Eden seemed to recall something, his eye circles became red, and tears filled his eyes.
"But he still survived." Lin Qiye said slowly, "So, what did you do?"
Eden raised his head and looked at the familiar and warm face in the mirror. He placed a hand gently in front of his right chest, with deep love in his eyes and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"I gave him my heart..."