The system takes me for surgery

This seems to make sense. It is possible for one person to be stupid, but it is impossible for a group of people to be stupid.

In fact, on the contrary, Le Pen, the author of the book "The Crowd: A Study of Popular Psychology", explained the characteristics of groups and group psychology, pointing out that when an individual is an isolated individual, he has his own distinct individual characteristics,

And when this person has integrated into the group, all his individuality will be overwhelmed by the group, and his thinking will be replaced by the group's thinking at once.And when a group exists, it has characteristics such as emotionality, no objection, and low IQ.

This is exactly what Liang Yi sees with this group of people. They are being enveloped by the emotions of a certain group and are losing themselves.

He followed for a while, and felt that his blood was boiling with enthusiasm from what the shirt man said. If he didn't have tens of millions in his pocket, he really wanted to go to sea and fight with them.

At this moment, Liang Yi noticed that there was something wrong with the tall, thin, bearded young man next to him.

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, and then opened his mouth to laugh.

No, in this temporary religious brainwashing process, how could this man suddenly act in such an extremely unserious manner, and his expression was not the same as that of ordinary people, more like symptoms of mental illness.

The man couldn't stop laughing, the others were affected by him, their expressions trembled slightly, but they didn't open their eyes and continued to walk forward.

Liang Yi looked at the man's expression, and it became more and more strange, like the precursor of laughing epilepsy.

Laughing epilepsy, mouth open and laughing is a more obvious manifestation during seizures, the expression will appear dull, and the eyes will stare straight ahead.

The man kept laughing, and the man in the shirt with the horn shouted, "Stand at attention!"

The others stopped.

The man in the shirt walked to the back, glanced up and down at Liang Yi, then at the man who was laughing, and shouted, "What's the matter with you!"

The man was still smiling, but the man in the shirt suddenly turned hard and stretched out his hand to slap him.

Liang Yi stretched out his hand to block the slap from the man in the shirt.

The man in the shirt asked, "What do you want?"

"Why did you beat him?" Liang Yi questioned.

"It's none of your business if I beat my members!" The man in the shirt had a fierce expression on his face, as if he was about to get into a fight at any time.

The other members heard the noise and wanted to open their eyes, but the man in the shirt said, "Close your eyes, it's none of your business."

The person who wanted to open his eyes slightly to take a sneak peek immediately closed them tightly.

Liang Yi said: "This may be a precursor to epilepsy. You'd better call 120 ambulance. If you have a big seizure, it will be very dangerous."

The man in the shirt gave a disdainful smile, pressed the horn on Ding Liang Yi's chest, and said with an evil smile, "Who are you?"

Liang Yi said in a calm tone: "My affiliated doctor."

"Yo? So it's a doctor." The man in the shirt said with contempt in his tone, "You doctors, don't you all see that everyone is sick, and you don't want to draw blood, do examinations, and make money."

Liang Yi ignored it and looked at the laughing man.

"Dear ones, open your eyes and have a look." The man in the shirt yelled into the loudspeaker.

The other members opened their eyes on the spot. Liang Yi looked at these people with loose eyes, similar to the eyes of those patients in the mental hospital who had taken a lot of sedatives, and looked very scary.

The man in the shirt said: "Look, this is how doctors fool people. They take your money out of your pockets one by one, and you have to stuff him with red envelopes. They are vampires!"

The members nodded and said, "Yes!"

At this moment, the laughing man suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground. His whole body twitched, his head was thrown back, his upper limbs were bent, his fists were clenched, his thumbs were retracted, his lower limbs were straightened, and his feet turned inward.

Liang Yi helped the man onto the flat ground. He saw that the man's face was blue and purple, foaming at the mouth, his eyes were fixed, and his pupils were dilated. He touched his left chest. His heart rate became very fast, and he was already incontinent.

The man in the shirt and the group of people were stunned by the scene, and stood there in a daze.

Grand mal seizure!
Liang Yi supported the man's head to the side, worried that foreign matter would enter the airway, and said, "Go to the restaurant and get a spoon!"

After shouting three times, but still no one came, Liang Yi could only beckon passers-by to help, he was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man asked: "What do you want?"

Liang Yi said: "Spoons, stainless steel spoons."

"Okay." The middle-aged man quickly rushed to the nearest restaurant and brought a stainless steel spoon.

Liang Yi tore off the cloth from the top pocket of his clothes and wrapped the head of the stainless steel spoon to prevent the man with epilepsy from biting his teeth.

Then he told the middle-aged man to call 120, and Liang Yi glared at the man in the shirt.

They left without hesitation.

What kind of group is this that can be so professional, so professional that they have lost their basic humanity, and they can walk away so indifferently while watching their companions fall to the ground and twitch.

Afterwards, the ambulance from the affiliated hospital came, and it was Hong Chenyu, the doctor in the ambulance, after Liang Yi had handed over to him carefully.

Hong Chenyu asked the nurse to open the veins for the man, put on a tongue depressor, and took medicine. The man slowly woke up, and Liang Yi was relieved to go back.

Liang Yi bowed his head to the middle-aged man who helped earlier and said: Thank you.

Although the middle-aged man was full of beards, he smiled very kindly. He chuckled and said, "You are a good doctor, so I'll just run errands."

"It's all about saving lives," Liang Yi said.

The man said bitterly: "Those people in Tianhetang are too inhuman."

"What Tianhetang?" Liang Yi asked.

"You are a doctor and don't know?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"This Tianhetang is dedicated to health care. It used to be a foot bath club." The middle-aged man said.

"That's right, let me take a look. Those people are middle-aged, and they don't seem to be in the folk industry." Liang Yi asked curiously.

"You don't know that, his boss used to do those things, but now he is white, he specializes in health care products, attracts middle-aged people and fresh graduates to sell these things, and brainwashes them every day. These people call this gangster , I think it’s more like a zombie group.” The middle-aged man complained.

"It's very vivid, like the walking dead, and it really looks like a group of zombies." Liang Yi said with a smile.

Liang Yi then returned to the rental house.

After being tortured by the epileptic patient, Liang Yi's whole body was soaked and his whole body was sticky, so he just wanted to take a cold shower early.

Walking into the living room, when he was about to go back to his room, he saw that the bathroom door was closed and the light was on, and he heard the two girls chattering and playing in the water.

Liang Yi thought that girls take a bath at a slow speed, and the two girls had to slow down more than twice the speed when taking a shower, so they simply sat in the living room and turned on the TV to pass the time.