One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

Liu Yishou was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at Li Zhongfen.

This was his first time getting along with a mental patient, and he really didn't know what to say. Li Zhongfen winked at him, motioning him to follow He Yan's words.

Liu understood with one hand, nodded heavily, and said with a serious face: "Yes, I believe in light."

"There is a future." He Yan grinned, covered half of his face with his left hand, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and turned his back, not knowing what he was doing.

About 2 minutes later, He Yan turned around, and there was a black, sticky thing lying on the finger of his right hand.

He twirled with two fingers, rolled the thing into a ball, and handed it to Liu Yishou.

Liu Yishou stood up and stepped back, saying, "This is, what is this?"

"Big nose squat ball." He Yan smiled brightly.

Liu Yishou felt extremely nauseated, and he quietly walked behind Li Zhongfen.

He Yan said again: "If you eat this big-nosed squat ball, you can become an Ultraman. If you believe in the light, you believe in Bendiga. Come on, eat it quickly."

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After Liu Yishou finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

He Yan looked at his back, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't know what to do."

After speaking, he rubbed the big booger on Li Zhongfen's clothes.

Li Zhongfen's face turned dark, and before he could get angry, He Yan suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a plop, his limbs twitching non-stop.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you?" Li Zhongfen quickly squatted down to check He Yan's situation.

He Yan squinted his mouth and squinted his eyes, grabbed his hand and said, "Bendiga, Bendika is out of electricity."

"What?" Li Zhongfen twitched the corners of his mouth, with a confused look on his face.

He Yan hurriedly said: "Bendiga is out of electricity, hurry up and charge Bendiga."

Li Zhong had no choice but to take out the charger from his bag, then carried He Yan to the bed, plugged the charger into the plug next to the bed, and connected the charging port under He Yan's buttocks.

He Yan sat cross-legged on the bed with a charger under his buttocks.

Before Li Zhongfen could speak, He Yan turned his head to the left, then to the right, and repeated.

"He Yan, what are you doing here?" Li Zhongfen looked confused.

He Yan gave him a blank look and said, "Idiot, Bendiga is charging."

Hearing this, Li Zhong suddenly realized that it turned out that He Yan was imitating the way the battery grid jumps when the mobile phone is charging. In He Yan's heart, Dijia's body is a robot, and the robot has to be charged.

"You charge it first." After Li Zhongfen said this, he turned and walked out.

He Yan turned his head for a while, feeling a little tired, lay down on the bed and took a nap.

When he woke up again, Liu Yi came in with a large bag of snacks and a fruit basket, and he put the snacks next to He Yan.

Looking at the charger under He Yan's butt again, Liu Yishou said: "Well, I bought these things to thank you. I have been tracking down that ghost you killed yesterday for more than a month. If it wasn't for you , I may not have closed the case yet."

"You mean, these belong to Bendiga?" He Yan rolled his eyes.

When Liu Yishou just came in, Li Zhongfen had already told him that when talking to He Yan, he wanted to follow him and coax him to come.

"Yes, thank you, Dijia." Liu Yishou nodded heavily.

He Yan rubbed his nose, laughed, and then picked up those snacks and ate them.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a group of doctors in white coats walked in. The leader was an old man with gray temples, who was the director of the hospital.

The story of He Yan has spread throughout the hospital. Not only did he easily kill a ghost, but his injuries also healed on their own.

This is a medical miracle for the entire hospital, and even the entire Jiangcheng.

The dean went straight to He Yan, observed for a long time, and found that he had indeed recovered.

Li Zhongfen came in with a bunch of medical bills and asked, "How is it? Can he be discharged from the hospital?"

"Okay, if you feel any discomfort later, you must seek medical attention in time." While the dean was speaking, his eyes were still fixed on He Yan.

He really wanted to continue to observe He Yan, and even wanted to study his body structure to see why he could heal himself.

It's a pity that he is a doctor, so there is no reason to hold someone back.

Li Zhongfen quickly brought He Yan back to the mental hospital.

He Yan walked to the fourth floor of the inpatient department. This is the room for mental patients, and it is also his home for more than ten years.

He lives in a three-person ward, with bed number 401. That long bed is his home, and the toiletries next to him are all his belongings.

However, just as he walked to the door, He Yan saw the scene in the room through the glass in the middle of the wooden door.

His bed has been ransacked, even the mattresses have been removed, and on the small table and chairs for eating on the bed, there are a few large leaves, on which there are gravels, soil, chopped leaves, etc. .

And there is a pile of small sand in the middle of these leaves, a stick is stuck in the sand, and He Yan's photo sticker is stuck on the stick.

And his roommates, Ah Shui and Gangzi, each put on a big trousers-pants on their heads, covered their bodies with a sheet, and kept jumping around He Yan's bed, singing He Yan Listen Songs I don't understand.

He Yan clenched his fist and pushed the door open with a bang.

Seeing him, Ah Shui screamed, "Are you not dead?"

"It's over, He Yan is not dead, we can't have dinner." Gangzi said with his mouth curled up.

He Yan walked to the bed, looked at the things on his small table, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"We thought you were dead, so we are hosting a banquet for you." Ah Shui said.

He Yan narrowed his eyes, pointed to a pile of small stones on the table, and asked, "What kind of dish is this?"

"Mapo tofu."

"What about this?"

"Fried corn with minced meat."

"What about this one?" He Yan asked, pointing to a long small stone.

Ah Shui took a closer look, and said, "You are so stupid, you can't even see the braised crucian carp?"

"Braised fish?" He Yan widened his eyes, grabbed Ah Shui's ear and approached the stone, angrily said, "You told me it was braised fish? There wasn't even green onion, so you said it was braised fish?"

"Killed, why bother to kill." Gangzi grabbed the pants on his head with both hands, and ran out with bare feet crying and howling.

After a while, Li Zhongfen and Dr. Jiang, He Yan's attending physician, rushed over upon hearing the news.

As soon as he came, he saw He Yan fighting with Ah Shui.

"Stop it, do you want a spanking needle again?" Dr. Jiang shouted loudly.

The two psychopaths stopped immediately.

Dr. Jiang walked up to He Yan and said, "Why did you beat someone?"

He Yan pursed his mouth in grievance, pointed at his bed with one hand, everything on the table was scattered on the bed, the bed was dirty, except for broken stones and dirt, it was empty, even the urinal under the bed was taken away gone.

Looking at Ah Shui and Gangzi's bed, it was full of He Yan's things. He Yan's urinal was placed on Gangzi's bedside table at this time, and there were a few apples in it.

Emotional Gangzi is using his urinal as a fruit bowl.

Dr. Jiang finally understood what happened. He Yan was tall, so Dr. Jiang could only stand on tiptoe and gently touched He Yan's head, comforting him: "They robbed you, I put them all in the cell. Go to the dark room."

"No." He Yan pursed his lips and shook his head.

Dr. Jiang was puzzled and said, "What is that?"