Chapter 951 Transformation

  But Chu Dong is still firm enough now, all this is just a trick by the other party to destroy his belief.

   "Smart brain?"

  No one responded to the call in his heart, Chu Dong was startled, as before, his brain had obviously been answering fluently.

  Yang Yiqing continued from the side: "Only when you can clearly recognize your situation will there be a possibility of treatment. You should be happy now."

   "Healing shit, I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense."

Chu Dong clenched his fist and smashed it at the computer in front of him. This punch did break the computer, but it didn't have the expected effect. Instead, there were bloodstains on his fist. He tried to mobilize the power of consciousness to recover, but The power of consciousness is like a pool of stagnant water, condensing into ice.

  He lowered his head and glanced at himself. He didn't know when he was wearing a hospital gown, and his ID card was still hanging on his chest.

  Patient Chu Dong, room 501.

Chu Dong still clearly remembered that in Zou Anhe's work log, the fifth floor was almost uninspected. When he worked hard in his first year, there were check marks on the fifth floor a few times, but those The ticks were made tremblingly, he was afraid of that floor.

  Yang Yiqing sighed helplessly, and then said loudly: "Come here! 501 mania has struck again, take him back!"

   In the next second, three burly men came up and held down Chu Dong. With his ability to smash the mountain, he couldn't resist at this time.

   "Dirty means, I won't believe it!"

  Yang Yiqing seemed a little helpless in his smile, and then he took out a syringe from behind and stabbed it in the neck, while Chu Dong's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he seemed to have heard some conversations before he passed out completely.

   "I've said it all, he is extremely dangerous, even if you bring a nurse, you can't guarantee your safety, your teacher has already had an accident, why don't you give up, just send him to the end of the fifth floor!"

   "The teacher said that the things done by the mentally ill will have another perception in their eyes. It was an accident, not his intention."

   "Anyway, it's impossible for me to allow you to treat him in the short term. It's meaningless."

"I will not give up."

  The voice of the person talking to Yang Yiqing was somewhat familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it anyway. The effect of the medicine took effect, and he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

  When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to reality, and Yang Yiqing was still sitting beside him.

  Everything around seems real, and Chu Dong's own power has returned, but he can't get in touch with the brain. Chu Dong thinks that he is still in the dirty world with a high probability.

  Perhaps after seeing the series of lies, his heart has been shaken for a moment. Even if there is only a moment of self-doubt, the enemy may seize the opportunity. If the consciousness itself denies itself, all the power will naturally disappear.

  Facing so many things, which seem outrageous but reveal reasonable details, Chu Dong will inevitably doubt himself, am I really not delusional? Even if it is only for a moment, it is also a weakness and a breakthrough.

Although he knew the root of the problem, Chu Dong still couldn't find a solution. Maybe he should find a solution from that nursing home. He completely lost the ability to resist, but the other party didn't do anything to him, which meant that they had no solution. Chu Dong Dong doubted himself enough.

Chu Dong's ninth-level consciousness strength is as solid as a rock. Although there are some cracks, there is still a long way to go before completely losing resistance. The powerlessness that Chu Dong sees is only part of his fantasy. He seems to have lost All, maybe only 5% failed.

  If he panics at this time and completely accepts the other party's setting, maybe something will really go wrong, and it is very likely that he will become like Zou Anhe.

  Zou Anhe was probably brainwashed successfully, believing that everything was his own fantasy, and finally became a security guard in a nursing home, and died unexpectedly.

  Perhaps that sanatorium is not all fake. Before targeting Chu Dong, they should have tried this kind of brainwashing destruction of other people's consciousness, and most of them should be successful.

  There are real and fake sanitariums, and he might be able to use the real part.

Before Yang Yiqing could speak, Chu Dong grabbed her hand and entered the dirty world again. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was tied to death with straps. Belongs to his ward 501.

Yang Yiqing was holding a notebook and sitting opposite Chu Dong on a mahogany chair. At this moment, Yang Yiqing was wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses. Her temperament was quite different from the senior sister he remembered. Sluggish, on the contrary, he has the temperament of a scholar.

  Yang Yiqing pushed up her glasses, and said with some surprise: "Your condition is really getting better. In the past, after you had a manic attack, you never recovered within a short period of time.

   Now, answer my question, who am I? "

   "Sister."

  Hearing the word senior sister, Yang Yiqing immediately showed disappointment, and Chu Dong continued, "Doctor? Psychiatrist?"

  Yang Yiqing stood up excitedly, "Very good! You are breaking away from fantasy, but you must distinguish between fantasy and reality, otherwise it may cause personality dissociation.

   Next, as long as you cooperate with my treatment, you will definitely return to a normal life. "

  Chu Dong turned his head and looked out the window. Outside was a dark dense forest. Their sanatorium seemed to be built at the foot of the mountain, and his side happened to be on the side of the mountain.

   "I can cooperate with your treatment, but you have to repair that computer and send it to my room.

  Otherwise, no discussion. "

  Yang Yiqing thought for a while and said, "It's just a computer. Of course I can give it to you. Can I give you another one? I will give you my handwriting book, which is much smoother than that old-fashioned computer."

  Chu Dong stared at Yang Yiqing seriously, "No, I only want that one."

  Yang Yiqing looked a little embarrassed. After a fierce ideological struggle, she said: "I will go to the dean to fight for it, but then I may do some tests on you to complete my project. I hope you are willing to cooperate."

   "Of course, if you cooperate with each other, you have to cooperate with me too, don't you?"

  Yang Yiqing seems to have little qualifications and may need some papers or something, so she probably is really willing to help Chu Dong.

  If his guess is right, the people in this hospital are likely to transform between patients and doctors, but as doctors, in their cognition, they are really just working hard.

  It can be seen from the large number of speculative and questioning questions in the files that these doctors are also doubting the authenticity of all this, because what happened in this nursing home is difficult to explain with their knowledge.

  Just as Yang Yiqing was about to leave, Chu Dong saw the brochure in her hand, and the old man on the cover caught his attention.

   "Wait! Who's that?"

  Yang Yiqing glanced down, "This is a medical manual. We must carry it with us when we treat patients. As for this person, he is the dean here. He built this place and provided funds."

  Yang Yiqing didn't intend to hide anything, but put the brochure directly in Chu Dong's hands.

  Dean Yanshu, vice president Shan Xin.

   "Where is this dean now?"

  Yang Yiqing shook her head lightly, "I don't know, the dean hasn't been here for a long time, he only comes to inspect occasionally, usually the deputy dean comes here more often."

  Chu Dong opened the brochure and took a look, and found that it was not the rules and regulations of the hospital, but rather some rules-like existence.

  1. Do not stay alone with the patient for more than two hours

  2. After the patient falls asleep, doctors above the third floor are not allowed to enter, and assistants above the second floor are not allowed to enter

  3. Do not have feelings for patients

  4. Never join the communication between patients

  5. No one is allowed to enter the fifth floor at night except security guards

  6. The utility room at the end of the fifth floor cannot be opened

  Looking at Chu Dong, she felt that the content of the booklet in front of her was distorted. After a few flashes, it became a very normal school rules. After seeing Chu Dong's expression, Yang Yiqing immediately took the booklet.

   "You have a tendency to recover now, and you can't get in touch with too much information. This will quickly disintegrate your personality, and it will be troublesome at that time. You rest first, and I will negotiate. If you can be more honest, I will be more convenient."

  After Yang Yiqing left, Chu Dong lay on the bed in a daze. It was no surprise that at a certain moment just now, he had doubts about himself again, but he clearly felt that he was extremely firm, maybe that was really just what he thought.

  At seven o'clock in the evening, the three nurses came in together to help Chu Dong untie the straps, put down the food and ran away, as if they were some kind of scourge.

  However, judging from their proficiency in subduing themselves just now, their force value is obviously higher than their own, so it makes no sense to be afraid of themselves.

  The contents of the brochure in Yang Yiqing's hand just now must be true. There may be danger above the third floor, especially the fifth floor.

Chu Dong glanced at the food on the table, including stir-fried cauliflower, small stewed meat, and a bowl of rice, but he didn't have much appetite, so he tried to open the door, but it couldn't be opened without any accident, and the window was sealed with an iron fence , he was almost trapped in the room to death.

  It was dark early in the mountains, and there was hardly any sunlight outside.

  Chu Dong didn't fall asleep at night, he sat in front of the door and listened to the sound outside, and there was no change in the silence. Chu Dong's current state is just like an ordinary person, and his hearing is not as exaggerated as before.

   After guarding all night, Yang Yiqing finally came to Chu Dong's ward accompanied by a nurse. The nurse was still holding the old-fashioned computer in his hand, and it seemed that it had been repaired.

  Yang Yiqing frowned when she saw Chu Dong, "You didn't sleep all night?"

"how do you know?"

  Yang Yiqing took the mirror from the side and pushed it in front of Chu Dong, "Look at yourself, go to the side and wash up."

Chu Dong glanced at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help feeling a little sluggish. He had never seen himself so haggard, with fine stubble, greasy hair, and bloodshot eyes. Sleeping has always been his personal habit. There is no effect on the body due to lack of sleep.

  Chu Dong sneered and said, "It's just a trick to shake the mind."

  Yang Yiqing glared at Chu Dong viciously, "If you talk about those theories again, you don't want that computer anymore."

   "Okay, as you like."

  Each ward has an independent bathroom, Chu Dong went in yesterday, nothing special, he walked out after a little washing, the computer has been installed.

  Chu Dong pressed his hands on the keyboard, calling out in his heart: "Smart brain?"

【exist】

  Chu Dong looked happy, it would be nice to be able to contact the brain. Obviously the brain is also restricted here, but it can't be sealed, it can only be locked in this computer in this way.

He immediately started communicating with Zhinao, but Zhinao didn't seem to have a particularly good suggestion in this situation. The only thing that is certain is that the hospital can't do anything to Chu Dong now, and it is still trying to drag Chu Dong into the hospital. The other side.

  However, the intelligence brain gave him a more constructive meaning. Since the hospital is using its own advantages to try to cure the patient, he can of course try to let the doctor discover the truth, just like Zuo Hui.

   While Chu Dong was thinking about the plan, Yang Yiqing suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

   "Okay, you don't have electricity in your house, and you can only use the computer when I'm around. I've fulfilled my promise. Shouldn't you fulfill your promise?"

  Chu Dong smiled and nodded, "What do you want me to do?"

   "Next, I will show you some materials. I hope you can try to distinguish which ones are real and which ones are fantasy."

  Yang Yiqing prepared some characters for Chu Dong, including Chinese characters and a part of Da Zou characters. Chu Dong can naturally answer questions according to Yang Yiqing's wishes.

  Yang Yiqing took a notebook and kept recording beside him, seeming very satisfied with Chu Dong's performance today.

  After the test, he put away the notebook and said with great interest: "Today we try to get closer, can we talk about you before entering this hospital."

   "Of course, but before that, I want to talk to you about something else."

  Yang Yiqing opened the notebook again, she pushed her glasses, and asked with a smile on her face: "Okay, as long as you talk to me from the perspective of a normal person, I'm willing to talk for as long as you want."

  Psychological problems mostly require in-depth communication. Without communication, there is basically no possibility of treatment. Yang Yiqing really needs this kind of simple conversation.

   "Doctor, do you think what happened in this nursing home is really just an ordinary mental illness?"

  Yang Yiqing was about to record and stopped, as if thinking about Chu Dong.

Chu Dong continued: "Group delusion has never appeared in human history. Although there have been collective hallucinations, it must be due to the influence of certain external environments. First of all, we can be sure that the world we imagined is not Psychosis in the conventional sense, right?"

   "You want to guide me?"

   "I am discussing an academic question with you from the perspective of a normal person, shouldn't you answer my question?"

  Yang Yiqing's face collapsed, and she said reluctantly: "Well, I admit that you are right, this is a form of mental illness that has never existed before, and we are making history."

  (end of this chapter)