How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

"Mom, listen to my explanation, I'm really not crazy!"

In the room, a 17-year-old boy was defending something with a red face.

"Well, I'm listening, Heng Heng. Keep talking, don't worry..."

Although the charming woman in front of her seemed to be listening attentively, her right hand behind her back revealed everything.

She was obviously trying to stabilize Wang Heng openly, but secretly she kept giving signs to Wang Heng's father, Wang Li, telling him to make an appointment with a doctor immediately!

"Dad, please advise my mother!"

With no other choice, Wang Heng turned to his biological father Wang Li for help.

However, all he got in exchange was the comfort he didn't need——

"Hengheng, don't worry, my father and the director of the hospital are classmates, and you will never be wronged there..."

Wang Heng: "..."

He no longer knew how to explain it.

Today was supposed to be a good day. My parents, who have been working outside, finally came home to celebrate their seventeenth birthday and brought them birthday gifts.

But the problem lies in the birthday gift.

They gave Wang Heng a cactus plant.

It’s nothing, it’s a bit cheap, but what’s better is their thoughtfulness!

When he opened the gift box and found such a plant, Wang Heng had no objection. He happily accepted it and prepared to go out for a feast with his parents.

But when he brought the cactus over, the cactus actually spoke!

It’s so without warning!

Wang Heng stretched out his hand and picked up the cactus. The cactus suddenly shouted:

"Don't touch me!"

Wang Heng: "Fuck..."

His hand shook and he almost threw the cactus on the ground!

"Hengheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, it's so hard to give me a gift and you still have to make a fool of yourself!"

Wang Heng regained his composure after a moment of fright and said helplessly.

"what?"

Wang Heng’s mother, Chen Qiuyue, was a little confused. Wasn’t it just a succulent plant that she bought on the street? What kind of prank?

"Still pretending!"

Wang Heng felt that his parents were a little childish and looked at them with annoyance.

"No cactus can talk! You guys really..."

"It... spoke?"

Chen Qiuyue had some doubts in her eyes. She first glanced at Wang Heng blankly, and then looked at Wang Li with a worried look.

Wang Li looked at Wang Heng like he was mentally retarded.

Chen Qiuyue reached out and covered Wang Heng's head worriedly.

Wang Heng's eyes were innocent, as if nothing had happened, but the cactus wanted something to happen.

It seemed to understand that Wang Heng could understand what he said, and continued to shout:

"Heng Heng! Heng Heng! Are you sick? Go to the hospital, go to the hospital! Your parents just came from the hospital to talk to old classmates!"

The cactus continued to seek death. Wang Heng glanced at the cactus in shock, and then looked at his parents with questioning eyes——

"You...really didn't hear anything?"

Wang Heng asked tentatively, but the answer he got was...

"Hengheng? Are you really okay?"

Chen Qiuyue nervously touched Wang Heng's forehead again, and specially compared it with her own forehead.

Dad Wang Li also had a worried look on his face, as if he was feeling guilty for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a father.

"Did you just come back from the hospital?"

Wang Heng asked unwillingly.

"what happened?"

"Just now this cactus said that you just came back from the hospital to find old classmates!"

"Prickly pear?"

Wang Li and Chen Qiuyue looked at the cactus that had been placed heavily on the table by Wang Heng, and then looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts.

"We just got off the plane!"

"Hahahahaha, you fool! You fool!"

The cactus mercilessly mocked Shan Shan's late arrival, and Wang Heng's forehead was covered with black lines.

"Hengheng,"

Chen Qiuyue hugged Wang Heng and said softly:

"Mom knows that you are about to take the college entrance examination and you are under great psychological pressure. Please don't make trouble. I will take you to the hospital for a checkup. Don't worry, your parents will not give up on you!"

......

With no other choice, Wang Heng was eventually taken to Beishan No. 3 Hospital by Wang Li and Chen Qiuyue, which was the most famous mental hospital within hundreds of miles.

"Old Wang, we are also old friends. Hengheng has a problem now, and I feel bad. Don't worry, I will do my best!"

Outside the office of the director of the mental hospital, Fangyuan, the director of Beishan No. 3 Hospital, quietly comforted Wang Li and his wife. After the two of them seemed less excited, they turned and walked towards the office.

"squeak~"

The door was gently opened and closed, and Fangyuan walked in.

Wang Heng's mood collapsed a little. He was obviously the one who was the most aggrieved and sad. Why did he go to comfort his parents first?

He was clearly doing well, but suddenly he heard a plant talking, and he panicked!

Moreover, I seem to be able to hear the voices of other plants!

For example, a green radish plant on Dean Fangyuan’s desk...

"Ah, I'm so thirsty, I'm really thirsty. Why doesn't this idiot doctor know how to water me... What about that stupid young man? I see you are very talented. Why don't you give me some water?" How about I water it..."

Seeing Wang Heng staring at the green radish on the table, Fang Yuan remained calm on the surface, but he remembered these details in his mind, then walked to the water dispenser and poured Wang Heng a glass of warm water.

Green Luo's voice was a little hoarse. Wang Heng felt that it might die of thirst at any time, so he looked at Lu Luo frequently.

Fangyuan had already learned what happened from Wang Heng's parents and understood the seriousness of Wang Heng's illness.

"What's wrong with Hengheng? Don't be nervous, tell uncle, is this pothos talking?"

Perhaps because Fangyuan spoke in a particularly gentle voice or because the glass of water Fangyuan handed him was very warm, Wang Heng replied obediently:

"Well, it seems to be saying that it is a little thirsty..."

Wang Heng replied weakly. He also wanted to understand what happened to him and why he could hear the sounds of plants.

"Really?"

Fangyuan glanced at the somewhat weary Lu Luo calmly, nodded secretly, and continued to ask:

"Then, did it say anything else?"

"I'm so thirsty, I'm so thirsty. Why doesn't this bald man give me water?"

Lu Luo continued to yell, and Wang Heng's eyes wandered over Fang Yuan's sparse head for a moment, weighing whether to tell Fang Yuan the truth.

"It said...it said that Uncle Fang, your hair is thinning..."

Wang Heng, who was afraid that something would go wrong with him, finally told the truth.

"That's it..."

Fangyuan touched the top of his head sadly, and then said:

"It's okay. I understand your situation, Hengheng, and I promise I won't let you be wronged!"

After making her promise, Fangyuan opened the door and walked out, facing Wang Li and his wife who had anxious faces.

"Old Fang, how is Hengheng's condition?"

"Ah~"

Fangyuan sighed faintly, touched his bald head and said:

"The situation is not very optimistic. It is initially determined that Heng Heng is suffering from auditory hallucinations caused by excessive mental stress. Some other symptoms remain to be seen."