When rebuilding the mental hospital, Anxian built a medicine refining room, a cultivation room, and a medicinal material warehouse for the convenience of treatment. In this way, even if she is not in Siyou Mountain, she can store the medicines that Huahua World needs, or refine the medicine every month. New drugs released.
When she finds the spar mine and has enough spirit stones, she can set up a fixed-point teleportation array, and the back and forth will only take an instant. It's just that space formation is not her specialty, she needs to find relevant jade slips in the ruins.
After practicing medicine all night, he took a bath in the private lounge, changed into a set of loose white casual clothes, and walked towards the ward where Qiao Yuli was, intending to take him to breakfast.
Anxian arranged Qiao Yuli in room A-79, one floor away from Fulin and the others. When entering the ward, the three of Fulin also arrived, and the four big men filled the small ward.
The three of Fulin have all changed their outfits today, the same sports suits of the same series, but Fulin's is white, and the big and small are light blue. They obviously took Anxian's reminder yesterday.
Qiao Yuli did not change into the clothes that Fulin prepared for him, but directly put on the striped hospital gown marked "Trace Source Mental Hospital", with a pair of slippers on his feet, calmly integrating into the majority of the mentally ill group. among.
"Will you go to the cafeteria with me for breakfast, or go out to eat by yourself?" An Xian asked.
"I'll be with you." Before Fulin and the others could speak, Qiao Yuli had already walked to An Xian's side, looking like he was waiting to be taken away at any time.
Fulin and the others had no choice but to follow them reluctantly.
Along the way, the three of them were fully alert and looked around like a scanner, but they did not dare to look at any mentally ill person, for fear of accidentally poking each other's fuse and being caught off guard by the climax.
In the cafeteria, there was a lot of noise, patients carrying their own plates, sparsely shuttled through the dining window, the knocking of various tableware, heart-rending wailing, chanting sounds... one after another. , showing the world (?).
An Xian saw that Bai Houyi was also in the team, and was about to say hello, but saw that he was holding a plate in each hand, like a coolie, and followed lazily Xiang Fei to the corner table in a dejected manner.
But within a day, Bai Houyi was like a lamb with its hair removed, completely losing the arrogance he had before.
An Xian looked away, took Qiao Yuli and Fulin to the window to make a meal, and then found an empty seat to sit down.
The food here has been strictly inspected, and the nutrition and hygiene are impeccable, but the taste is a little worse.
Qiao Yuli didn't care, and ate very comfortably.
Fulin's face was calm, but he was extremely cautious in his eating movements. Every time he made a move, it must be after careful observation.
Seeing Fulin like this, Wu Xiaowu carefully ate it.
"Ah~~" At this moment, a high-pitched aria suddenly came from the next table, the sound was like a bell, and it was majestic.
what's the situation? The three of Fulin, who were already nervous, shuddered at the same time and looked at the sound in horror.
A patient with the head of a bird's nest stood on a chair, holding a spoon, and sang in high spirits: "Ah~~ fish, your rotting body floats up and down in front of my eyes, mixed with viscous liquid, exuding a fishy smell. Your breath, fused with warm bone and blood, burns my throat, flows into my heart, and eventually becomes a part of my life, ah~~ fish, please tell me, who killed you? I will live forever , find the murderer for you, smash his bones to ashes, and pay homage to your heroic spirit."
Chef squatting in the corner cooking rice: MDZZ.
Fulin took a mouthful of fish porridge, and accidentally spilled out from the corner of his mouth. The fingers holding the spoon trembled slightly, and there seemed to be thin cracks on the handle of the spoon.
Wu Xiaowu raised his neck and stared at the patient's emotional performance.
The surrounding patients turned a blind eye to this, and they were extremely calm about what to do. Instead, they made Fulin and the three of them look like crazy people who had never seen the world.
"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone, it's a shame." The patient who sang poetry gracefully saluted all around, and left the stage with a contented curtain call.
Big and small Wu: No one pays attention to you at all, okay? What are you doing alone? !
Qiao Yuli suddenly rested his head on An Xian's shoulder and let out a muffled laugh. Seeing the always serious butler Fulin's face collapsed, he couldn't hold back.
An Xian handed him a tissue to prevent him from spraying food scraps on her clothes.
Fulin said in a heavy tone: "Master, I don't think this place is suitable for you to recuperate. Why don't you ask Mr. Roy to come to the clinic?"
Qiao Yuli restrained his expression, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and replied, "I don't think there's anything inappropriate. Roy is so busy, he always asks him to see a doctor, it's too troublesome. Besides, I'm already here, always. You can’t just go there for nothing, you have to find out a cause anyway.”
Fulin: Why do I think you have recovered without medicine
"Then I'll help you book a hotel nearby, just come over for treatment at an appointed time every day." Fulin changed another proposal.
Big and small Wu nodded again and again next to him.
"I won't stop you if you want to stay in a hotel." Qiao Yuli said indifferently, "but I have decided to live here."
Fulin looked around for a week, worried: "The environment here is noisy, there are... patients, if something happens, I'm worried... "
"Butler Fulin." An Xian suddenly interrupted, "Are you questioning the security of this hospital?"
He wasn't questioning, but he didn't think there was any security here at all.
Fulin complained inwardly, but he still maintained his demeanor on the surface: "Don't mind Mr. Roy, I'm just worried that the young master's mental state will be adversely affected by other mental patients."
"Mental illness is not contagious." An Xian replied.
Flynn: "..." Is this still contagious? It can drive people crazy in minutes!
"Mr. Roy." Da Wu couldn't help but say, "Some mental patients are obviously aggressive, and their combat power is not bad. Even I am not an opponent. How can you guarantee the safety of my young master?"
"Qiao Yuli is now a patient in this hospital, but you are not." An Xian said solemnly, "I don't need to guarantee his safety. Like other patients, he enjoys the privilege of 'freedom to die'."
What the hell kind of privilege is this? !
The corners of Qiao Yuli's mouth were slightly upturned without a trace, and the feeling of being supported by someone was simply not very good.
He drank his fish porridge leisurely, and let the leader of the alliance represent his personal rights.
Flynn looked at Qiao Yuli, then at An Xian, and suddenly fell silent. He almost forgot the owner's explanation just now. If he leaves the mental hospital, the investigation will inevitably be delayed. So no matter what, he has to live here for a while.
Seeing that Fulin didn't speak, Da Wu was anxious, and kept winking at him, asking him to fight for it again.
As he was trying to attack Fulin with his eyes, he completely forgot the fourth rule of life in the mental hospital that An Xian had said: ... Don't show any provocative actions or expressions to patients.
Although he was targeting Flynn, it was a patient who happened to pass by.
"Do you have anything to say to me?" A bony hand lightly placed on Da Wu's shoulder, followed by a cool, overcast wind.
Da Wu turned his head and saw a woman's face with pale skin and blood-red lips. Her cheeks were sunken, her long hair was shawl, and her pupils were turbid, like a fresh female ghost who just crawled out of the grave.
"Ah!" Da Wu, a tall man, was so frightened that his phantom limbs became weak.
The "female ghost" ignored his frightened expression, turned around, and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his waist, and the little bird leaning against his arms.
Da Wu straightened his body stiffly and cast a look of help at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu: What do you see me doing? If you don't like it, turn it off.
Da Wu gritted his teeth, got up and hugged the princess, and moved the woman in his arms to another table.
The process went smoothly, the woman didn't post it again, she just sat on the chair hugging her knees, looking at Da Wu without blinking.
Da Wu was seen chilling all over, and finally made a wise decision: "I'll go back first."
Before he finished speaking, he was already ten steps away. He didn't realize that as soon as he left, the woman followed like a ghost on the back. The speed was so fast that it was too late for Xiao Wu to remind him.
"Uh, Roy, that woman, isn't there any danger?" Xiao Wu asked uncertainly.
"Her name is 'Hong Chen'. She is a patient with phantom empathy. There is no danger, so don't worry." An Xian replied.
Xiao Wu humbly asked for advice: "What is 'phantom empathy'?"
"Take a certain target as your fantasy lover, and try to realize all your fantasies with the other party." An Xian explained briefly, and then added, "Hongchen's empathy has not occurred for a long time, just now your brother He kept winking at her and gave her wrong hints. Hongchen will follow him for a while."
Xiao Wu silently ordered a wax for his brother: Brother, take care.
"If you don't want to be followed by Hongchen, then let your brother cooperate as much as possible. As long as her fantasy is satisfied, she will not continue to pester her." An Xian reminded, "However, you'd better let your brother pay attention, if If I dare to take advantage of Hongchen or hurt him, I will reserve the right to sue him."
There is no reason! It is necessary to satisfy the fantasies of the female lunatic without taking advantage of her. If the other party suddenly wants to attack, should his brother lie down on the quilt, or should he hide away and let her fantasy fail
"One more question." Xiao Wu asked tangled, "Based on her experience of being ill, what kind of fantasies does she usually have?"
An Xian replied nonchalantly, "Hong Chen used to be a screenwriter of horror movies, and has participated in the production of more than 40 horror movies, large and small."
Xiao Wu: "..." He who thought it would be a sweet love story was too naive.
So, that red dust is actually caused by too many horror movies that lead to insanity, right? ! Light a wax for my brother again.
Fulin next to him made a decision at this time, let Da Wu act alone in the past few days!
After breakfast, An Xian took Qiao Yuli to the medical room and helped him do a comprehensive physical examination and mental appraisal.
Regarding the identification results, An Xian did not tell Fulin the truth, but only told him that Qiao Yuli's spirit was indeed damaged to a certain extent, and he needed to take a good rest, otherwise it might cause permanent damage to the brain.
If Joxon really wants to take the house, then he definitely doesn't want Qiao Yuli's brain to be damaged, so he will definitely agree to let Qiao Yuli stay for recuperation, at least there will be no action for a short time.
"Thank you, Roy." Qiao Yuli sincerely thanked Roy for his help. Without any hesitation, he took the trouble of himself.
"If you really want to thank me, then help me manage the mental hospital." An Xian handed him a work permit, which read "Trace Source Mental Hospital, Director of the Organization Department, Qiao Yuli".
Holding this work permit, Qiao Yuli felt a strange feeling in his heart. This seemed to be the first official job in his life, the director of the organization department of the mental hospital...
In addition to Qiao Yuli, the director of the organization department, Anxian also made two internal candidates, Bai Houchu, director of the marketing department, Xiang Fei, director of the technical department, and the remaining departments still need to be looked for.
The general structure of the management has been formed in An Xian's mind, just waiting for her to put the talents into the bowl one by one.