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"have you heard of it?"

After the male waiter left, Li Shouze looked at Jiang Wan,

"Living dead disease, medically called Cotard's syndrome, is just like what the waiter said just now. People with this disease feel that they are dead even though they are alive. Some people even think that their souls are not alive. Existence, or the body becomes a zombie, and even extreme situations of self-mutilation or even suicide are likely to occur, which is an extremely serious delusional mental illness."

Jiang Wan's indifferent explanation allowed the players to understand this unheard of disease.

"It's true that there are all kinds of wonders in the world, but there is still this kind of disease."

The knowledgeable Zhu Chaoyang couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at the walking dead old lady, who was sitting on a chair dully, and everyone cooperated with her in the performance, as if there was really nothing in that place.

"There are only a few hundred cases in the world. It is so rare that we have encountered it."

Mr. Zhu pinched the pierced ear in his right ear, and was amazed.

"Miss Jiang, are you a doctor?"

Qi Pengcheng tentatively asked the woman from the Expedition Bureau who seemed to know everything.

"no."

The other party shook his head lightly, "I used to run a psychological clinic."

Everyone was stunned.

No wonder he has such a temperament and is so knowledgeable, even knowing the rare diseases in the world.

"Does she really not eat?"

Zhang Meilu still couldn't understand, "How did she survive without eating?"

"According to medical research, without any food intake, a person can live for more than 20 days, and even last for a month at the longest."

Zhu Chaoyang popularized a knowledge point that is not cold, at least it is more widely known than Cotard syndrome.

"But don't look at her like that now, but can you guarantee that she doesn't steal things in private?"

"Okay, anyway, she's fine, let's eat."

Qi Pengcheng looked away.

Although no one blamed her, Liu Xiazi was more or less secretly embarrassed, after all, she just swore that the old lady was a ghost.

Living dead disease?

How could there be such a weird disease?

"Yesin, should I apologize to everyone?"

Miss Liu, who made a joke, asked the young man beside her in a low voice, her pink cheeks began to blush.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I almost misunderstood everyone, but in the end it was a false alarm..."

"Isn't it a good thing to have a false alarm?"

Hearing the bland words, Liu Xiazi froze for a moment, and the self-blame in his heart gradually faded away. Looking at the young man who had been eating quietly all the time without looking sideways, he pursed his lips and smiled, and lowered his voice: "Ye Xin, thank you."

Youth is noncommittal.

"Look."

Zhang Meilu reminded everyone.

I saw a woman in her thirties came in. She was not very conspicuously dressed, even simple, but her straight eyebrows revealed a fierceness that was not easy to provoke. After entering the restaurant, she was sitting in a Tang suit. On the opposite side of the old woman, and then stared at the old woman with a blank face, without speaking, just stared at it.

The old woman also didn't seem to be able to see her, her eyes were empty and she looked elsewhere, her expression still dull.

The male waiter walked over and bent down to ask the woman what she wanted.

The woman waved her hand, and the male waiter wisely left.

After about a few minutes, the old woman got up and walked out of the restaurant stiffly and slowly. After she got up, the woman with straight brows also stood up, hanging behind her not far or near.

After a while, the two disappeared at the door.

"Your vegetable porridge."

The male waiter who came to deliver the food was caught by Zhu Chaoyang again, and he glanced at the door. Mr. Zhu asked curiously, "Who was that woman just now?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"It's the one who went out with the old lady of the living dead."

The male waiter suddenly realized, "You mean Miss Kong."

"She knew the old lady?"

"I know, of course I know."

The male waiter hung the tray in front of him with both hands, and explained: "Not only do I know each other, but the old lady has always been taken care of by Sister Kong. Sister Kong is really a good person. If it were me, I wouldn't have the patience or courage."

A look of apprehension appeared on the male waiter's face.

Li Shouze heard something, and interjected, "What's the relationship between the two of them?"

"It doesn't matter. Sister Kong is also an employee of our hotel, but because she has to take care of the old lady, she has to be a nanny. This job is not something ordinary people can do, so we all admire her."

When mentioning this Miss Kong, the male waiter showed sincere respect.

indeed.

Taking care of a "dead person" requires courage beyond ordinary people.

"Your hotel, the service is so thoughtful? Can you help take care of the guests?"

Zhu Chaoyang couldn't help being surprised, if this was a five-star or six-star top hotel, it would be fine, but it's just a cheap hotel with only six floors and one restaurant, how could it be possible to provide such meticulous service?

"guest?"

The male waiter quickly shook his head.

"No no no... You misunderstood, the old lady is not our guest, she is our boss."

"She's the boss?"

Qi Pengcheng was very surprised.

"Yes."

The male waiter was about to say something, but there was a table of guests beckoning, he could only smile apologetically, stop talking, and hurried over there.

In order to save money, the manpower in the restaurant is undoubtedly a bit stretched, it seems that there is only one waiter in sight.

"It's interesting..."

Zhu Chaoyang picked up a small fried dough stick, took a bite, and said with a smile, "A 'dead man' is actually the owner of this hotel."

"Do you think..."

Tsui Hark lowered his head and looked at the half of the liquid in the cup in his hand, "Is this coffee a bit weird?"

"We didn't drink, how would we know?"

Zhu Chaoyang said casually, "Don't take it too seriously, it's normal to drink fakes here, nothing strange."

"no."

Tsui Hark frowned, raised his head, and said seriously: "This coffee has a faint smell."

smell?

At this time, Zhang Meilu also let out a sigh, "This porridge seems to be the same, I thought I was thinking too much."

Liu Xiazi suspiciously looked at the bowl of clear porridge in front of him~lightnovelpub.net~ and didn't plan to eat any more.

Coincidentally.

Other guests also reported the same problem, all of them tasted a strange smell from the meal.

In order to find out the situation, everyone also entered the back kitchen to check whether the ingredients were fresh, but it turned out that there was no problem with the ingredients.

In the end, the chef tasted the things he had made, and found that the guests did not deliberately find fault and make trouble, and these meals did have an inexplicable strange smell.

"Chef Wang, what's going on?"

Facing the anxious gaze of the male waiter, the head chef couldn't tell why.

"It's water."

Ye Xin turned his head.

The faucet didn't seem to be fully closed, and the drops of water ticked, ticked, and slowly fell.