The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 1218: 1 Bunny, Clown, Facebook and Cat Lady

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The rabbit watched the guy leaving this 'safe circle' walk out of the room completely, raised his furry hands, and made a symbolic gesture of applause. Vertex 23S. Fastest update

Of course, there was nothing worth celebrating. He was just playing the role of hosting the gathering as always, reminding everyone to pay attention. "Then, let me get started." The rabbit's eyes behind the hood looked around. Originally, "Who is the first person today?" One of them became speechless, "Well, kid, you should wear a mask, at least, don't wear your work clothes..."

"Uh, sorry, I just returned to Barton." Child? No, the young man with the tail of the boy, "The feeling of setting foot on the land again is too, too, strange. I don't know what I am doing..."

Rabbit interrupted even more silently, before he could, "Uh, stop, you shouldn't continue to reveal your work."

Haha, this is an anonymous gathering~ Haha, probably wearing a mask and staying anonymous is the only sense of security for these crazy people who think their lives are not real~

Ah~crazy~

"Reveal?" The clown shook his exaggerated head, "Have we revealed too little? All of you know that I am a doctor. And I am sure that I have treated one of you." The head behind the clown mask also said After looking around, I finally stopped at Ms. Cat, "I have inexplicable heart palpitations, right?"

Ms. Cat tilted her head. No one could see the expression behind the cat mask, only the voice, "I feel like I heard your voice somewhere, doctor, it happened a long time ago, it was still autumn..." It was Ms. West. the sound of. And then, yes, just leaving the room is Madison.

Seeing that the identities of the two members were about to be exposed, Rabbit had to stop him, "Ahem, if you two know each other, let's talk about it later. Son." Returning to the young man in work uniform, "Since you are back, then Let’s choose a mask.”

"Oh." The young man responded and left his seat to choose a mask. But since he has shown up anyway, and we have guessed his identity sooner or later, there is nothing to be mysterious about. He is Kyle's classmate, Vincent.

He chose a weird mask, at least to the people here.

"Uh, what is this?" Rabbit asked, because he couldn't call others children.

"Face mask." Vincent answered, straightening his mask, "I saw a lot of these things during the Republic and thought they were quite interesting. I didn't expect Barton to have one too."

Forget it, Rabbit gave up. Everyone here didn't cherish this 'anonymity' at all, and exposed their identity anytime and anywhere, "Then, who is the first one today..."

"Me!" Tsk, of course, it's the clown. He glanced at the rabbit impatiently, "Why do you ask every time? Anyway, it's me every time."

Rabbit lowered his head and really didn't want to talk.

Great, the clown stood up and started performing.

"What I want to talk about today is still in the hospital~" He bowed like a lunatic.

Impatient voices from all directions said, "Huh! What's the story this time? The patient's inexplicable recovery? The 'resurrection' of the dead? Huh."

If you still remember the true identity of this clown, you can guess that his story has been told, and what else can be new.

There really is

"No~ what I'm talking about today is not about patients, it's about, a..." There was a self-entertaining pause, no one urged him, "A new colleague." The clown didn't mind, "You have all read the newspaper from a few days ago. Well, back to Dr. Patton, Grant..."

"Ahem." Rabbit had to remind him again, "You can say it yourself, don't name others..." He was really helpless to the extreme.

"Okay~" Without any sincerity, the clown looked around, "Go back and read the newspaper, make sure you are seated~" He made no secret of his insistence on letting everyone know the intentions of the protagonist of his story, "I'll call him Doctor Ge~ I My new colleague~”

"Did he die?" Someone started to joke, "And then he came back to life? Haha, this is the plot of the story~"

"I disappoint you~" the clown turned in the direction of the speech, "He is living well~ but~ haha, the people around him, anesthesiologists, nurses, interns~ haha, they are not living so well. Already~"

Someone also doesn't give up. "That's when the people around him died and came back to life."

"Be patient, my friend~" The clown kept to his own rhythm, pressing the red nose tip inserted into the tip of his nose from time to time. This is probably his favorite part of this costume, "No one died. It's just the specificity. Amnesia~" The clown didn't know what he thought of, and laughed happily, "Haha, I have to admit, this doctor is very powerful. He is indeed a doctor from a big city in central China, and his surgical skills are amazing. "It seems like someone here is suspicious, "You know you use islet cells to deceive the human liver..."

"We don't know." Ms. Cat suddenly spoke, in an irritated tone for no apparent reason, "If you want to tell a story, tell it. Don't go off topic."

"Okay." The clown was stunned for a moment. He was also a strange guy who could respond to other people's ridicule with ease, but he couldn't stand the direct rejection of others. He shook his head and returned to the topic, "In short, Dr. Ge is a good doctor. I admire him very much, professionally. But~" The clown returned to his normal state, "The people around him are not so lucky~ You know, being a doctor When the operation is performed, will there be a very detailed record of the operation process?"

In this group, there may only be a few people we know and care about, but don’t think that these are the only people who are crazy here. There are also losers who live seriously and are defeated by life, such as the guy who responded to the clown now, "Well , I know, it is what your hospital uses to excuse itself when trouble occurs!" Full of malice, "For example, if the operation fails and you file a lawsuit, tsk."

The clown looked at the person who answered, feeling inexplicably sympathetic, "Well, you are right. But if you think that record can only have this effect, you are so pathetic." The clown ignored the person who answered, "Every operation Records are important knowledge materials, especially for doctors like Dr. Ge who used special skills in his first surgery. I may not admit that his surgery is art, but his surgical ideas are worthy of all doctors. Learn. This is how we make medical progress~"

No one would be interested in such a topic, especially coming from the mouth of the Joker. Therefore, no one laments the progress of medical treatment at this time.

The clown was a little disappointed, "Forget it, even if you tell me, you don't understand. Let's go back to the facts I want to tell." He would never think that what he was telling was a 'story', "I just told you that the person next to Dr. Ge Everyone has lost their memory, right?" Zixiao said, "A record of a surgery that happened a few days ago was..." He thought about his words, "It was destroyed and no longer exists."

The clown didn't understand when no one responded, and said, "Don't you understand? An important document no longer exists. Then I asked all the medical personnel who participated in the operation at that time, and no one remembers the operation process!"

The thing is, if you don’t understand a motivated doctor’s dedication to the skills of another powerful doctor, no one will understand the clown’s excitement about showing off the loss of a document here. After all, looking up, someone has already defined the recording of surgical procedures as a negative thing, right

The only one who has a sense of responsibility and wants to talk to him is probably Rabbit, "Well, was this operation successful?"

"Of course it was successful! I told you that Doctor Ge is very strong." The clown was actually impatient, "But no one knows how he succeeded!"

Rabbit said what anyone who heard this story was thinking, "Well, then, the doctor is a good doctor and the patient is fine. What are you excited about?"

"What am I excited about? I'm excited..." The clown tried to defend, but was interrupted.

"Didn't you hear it? This is another of his typical routines. The patient will die, but the patient will make an incredible recovery and leave. It's just that this time the patient is not his, so he casually made up a story where everyone loses his memory and the records of the operation process disappear. . Anyway, using his routine, he can't explain how the patient recovers."

This is really... objective.

A group of people nodded suddenly, causing the clown in the middle to tremble...

Seeing that the atmosphere was settled, Rabbit waved his hand to the trembling clown, "Sit down, next..." Speaking of which, it is not easy for this small gathering to be maintained. Can you imagine, collecting these things that deny your life one by one? Real guys, how difficult is it? Therefore, Rabbit turned his attention to the young man with facial makeup, "Come on, I remember that your uncle brought you last time." He used self-deprecating words that he didn't mind, "I want to see what we, the losers in life, are like. How to escape reality, right?"

Facebook bowed his head, out of embarrassment.

Rabbit didn't mean any harm and said with a smile, "It's nothing. This feeling that 'some things in life are just too inexplicable to be true' has to be expressed somewhere and released." This is to this group. Everyone rectified their names, and a group of people nodded in agreement, "After such a long time, you are back. You must feel that something about this place and our group has touched you, right? Then, please share it." The persuasive one said, "There's no need to feel any pressure, and there's no need to deliberately sensationalize or anything like that. Just tell me your true experience."

"Okay, okay." The face-faced young man's eyes behind the mask seemed to be thinking, "I just came back from the Republic..." He paused, not because he realized that he was exposing his identity again, but for accuracy, "I just came back from the sea. ." He added with a youthful embarrassment, "Before I was at sea, I was in the Republic."

Rabbit waved his hands helplessly. He had given up reminding him that this was an anonymous gathering.

"Republic..." Feng Po fiddled with his fingers uncomfortably, "It's a completely different place from ours. The people and things there are all..."

After being interrupted, Ms. Cat said completely abruptly, "I have a friend, the one who left just now." She was also very rude and forced all the attention focused on Facebook to focus on her, "He is not human."

What did the rabbit just say? No need to sensationalize.

Ms. Cat raised her hand and waved outside the room, "You all know that my friend and I came from the writing tutoring class nearby, right?" The topic jumped so fast that Rabbit didn't have a chance to intervene, "Our teacher, Maurice is very Love your group..." Pausing slightly to consider the innocuous wording, "The drama on display."

One after another 'tsk'.

"Materials." Ms. Cat probably understood that these words could not help hurting others, so she gave up. "I have to admit that the reason why I am sitting here is because our teacher asked me to find materials here." The topic jumped very quickly, "But, I just realized that this might be the best place for me. I haven't shared anything since I joined this group. I think today is my time."

So said. The rabbit could only say "Okay." He apologized to Facebook and gave the plush rabbit a symbolic pat on the palm, "Then, please, share what you feel is not real in life..."

"All." Maybe it's because of the mask. Ms. Cat is not the Ms. West we know. If you want to experience this subtle feeling, you can find a group of people to try it. The effect of hiding behind a mask will be beyond people’s imagination. Anonymity? That's the joke. What matters is the sense of ritual behind the mask.

"I think my friend is a god, or something similar." Ms. Cat tilted her head and raised her finger to point at the clown, "The Dr. Ge you are talking about and the people around him have lost their memory, right? Do you know why? , because there is something called a 'vampire' that erases the memories of people around him." Ms. Cat did not give the clown time to react, "The operation had already failed, and the patient had to rely on a heart-lung machine to wait for a transplant. But this is the replacement heart The instrument made the thing called a 'vampire' curious, and after satisfying his curiosity, it successfully saved Dr. Ge's failed operation."

Ms. Cat didn't finish speaking, but still addressed the clown, "I still remember you told the story about Mrs. Quinn and Mr. Bishop, right? The fact that your patient was cured inexplicably." She smiled, "It's also the 'vampire' , the protagonist created by my friend just now~"

It’s a puzzling wording, but let’s just listen to it.

"Do you still remember the female reporter who came here for a while?" Ms. Cat's emotion was difficult to understand. She was definitely smiling, and she felt quite sincere. "Yes, that one you think can connect the stories you told. Are you making up a victimized and delusional woman whose lives are controlled and affected by something that is not a human being?"

Do you know who Cat Lady our magical Ms. West is talking about? Kate.

"She is also one of the characters in the story written by my friend, uh..." Pay attention to the words of the cat lady. It is slightly important and will reveal the progress of Madison and West's relationship while Zach is pretending to be dead. "Theoretically, it is me who character." Ms. Cat smiled really sincerely, "Haha, just after I participated in this group for the first time, I got the inspiration to write the story~but~"

No one interrupted and no one could keep up was probably the main reason.

"Actually, she plays the role of my friend." Ms. Cat's hand began to touch her bag. It wasn't until a comfortable "meow~" came from the bag that everyone realized that this woman actually brought her pet. "In The child behind the Republican Facebook." He looked at Facebook, "You too~ You may have exposed your profession unconsciously, but no one here knows your identity, right? I know~ I want to say how to say it Let you believe it~" Ms. Cat thought for a moment and made a decision, "Let me put it this way~ So everything you encounter in your life now is because of a scholarship that you can't use? Am I right?"

The young man with the facial mask was probably frozen in his seat. Sorry, I can’t recreate his expression for you because of the mask.

"Haha, I am also a character in my friend's story~" Ms. Cat smiled and lowered her head, "I am a very special character..."

The words were not finished. It was interrupted by force majeure. One person in the circle burst like a balloon.