Unusual call

"It's too late, my Hart is dead." Old Hart seemed to give up struggling, his expression darkened, and was gradually replaced by a lonely sadness and grief, "The world of consciousness has begun to blend, when the fog shrouded , time is not passing, this world will become a world of infinite chaos."

Little Hart was dead. Ji Chuan was not too surprised. After all, he had doubts about the freshness of those doctors and nurses from the very beginning. No other waves were made.

"So do you want little Hart to be trapped in your own consciousness all the time?" Tough methods probably won't work. After all, he was just threatened by a big butterfly. I think he was trapped in this nursing home in his dream all day long, playing with a group of black patients like charcoal, pretending to be a doctor when he is fine, what is he trying to do?"

Old Hart had never heard the man in front of him say so many words in one breath, but he was taken aback by the sudden sharpness of his words.Before he was finished, he heard that the person in front of him began to pour him the ecstasy soup again.

"Besides, you also said just now that the world of consciousness is beginning to merge. At that time, you don't know whether it is Little Hart who is playing with those human-shaped coals or those coals are playing with Little Hart. You have been trapped in the mirror. What can you do to help him?" After Ji Chuan finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that Big Butterfly could get up and stand guard, and wash his face and comb his hair by the way.

Old Hart was lost in thought, and it took a long time before he said with difficulty, "I can bring him into the mirror."

"Then continue to go crazy in your world?" Ji Chuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were ironic, "Is this your love?"

"Then what do you mean?" Obviously, the old Hart was a little shaken. He watched the young Hart repeating the game over and over again that he couldn't succeed at all, and he would never be able to achieve the goal he wanted. Naturally, he felt distressed. .

"We all need relief." Ji Chuan finally expressed his determination to Old Hart loudly, "As long as you tell me how to get out, I will rescue Little Hart together from his obsession, how about it?"

"This is the difficulty." Old Hart sighed very unhappily, "I don't know how to escape."

Ji Chuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood in depression, cooperating with him to say that all these efforts were wasted, this old guy pretended to be in front of him, but he didn't know how to escape at all?

"But I can send you to a place, maybe you can think of a way to escape from this world." Probably because Ji Chuan felt that the expression on Ji Chuan's face that wanted to punish him on the spot was too sincere, the old man coughed unnaturally He got up from the ground and signaled Ji Chuan to follow him.

Seeing this, Ji Chuan raised his hand to beckon the dutiful Big Butterfly to follow him, but saw the Big Butterfly staring at him for a while with compound eyes, and then it turned into dots of blue fluorescent light and merged into his body.

It appears that the time has come.Ji Chuan couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw the faint blue fluorescent light disappearing from his body. While feeling sad in his heart, he also prayed that the next plot would be more artistic, fighting and killing all day long, his liver couldn't take it...

Follow the old man to the outside, it is the corridor where he and his little follower started to do extreme sports, the degree of oldness is no different from the one outside the mirror, it seems that this should be the original appearance of the staff dormitory.

The two went downstairs and came out of the old dormitory building. The scene outside really surprised Ji Chuan.

The main building of the nursing home facing the staff dormitory has lost its previous modern and technological sense. The mottled walls are covered with moss, and the climbing plants drilled out of the soil by the corner of the wall have already made the entire nursing home a solid one. The dark black leaves are covered with fallen broken wall skin, and the window lattices are all withered yellowish brown, but the window is brighter than the one outside the mirror, because the glass above it is gone.

The evergreen shrubs in the back garden probably have finally come to the end of their lives, leaving only dry branches poking straight on the ground, reminding Ji Chuan of a bleak poem—withered vines, old trees, faint crows!

But Ji Chuan didn't want to be that heartbroken person, nor did he want to go to Tianya, he just wanted to escape from this dungeon as soon as possible, so he could only honestly follow Old Hart and continue to visit the nursing home that suddenly changed seasons in front of him.

After passing through the dilapidated, desolate and dry backyard, Ji Chuan came to the rear to know the difference between the old and new nursing homes.

The backyard of the nursing home outside the mirror is surrounded by a solid wall, and the ivy persevered as the second wall, blocking all the roads behind his body in an airtight manner, while the back garden of the old Hart’s nursing home in the mirror was not at all. There is no fence, but a winding Kangzhuang Avenue, leading to the unknown area that Ji Chuan had guessed for a long time from the window on the second floor.

"The front is actually an emergency room." Old Hart pushed open the rusty iron door, and led Ji Chuan in.

A smell of dust hit his face, almost causing Ji Jiepi to get a rhinitis directly, he quickly covered his nose with his sleeve, and opened and closed his mouth slightly for a long time, as if hesitating whether to breathe or not.

"So what I saw that day was—" After hesitating for a long time, Ji Chuan didn't intend to suffocate himself to death after all.

"Yes, I pulled people to rescue them." Old Hart nodded, "You must have found out. If benzodiazepines have been used for a long time, if there are too many people, it will be over."

The two walked into the old building while talking. Lao Hete raised his skinny hands and groped on the wall for a while, then pressed a switch.

Dim and flickering lights were lit in the corridor, allowing people to see the inside clearly.

The interior layout of the rescue room is very simple and crude. There is a rescue room on the left and right of the front hall, and in the middle is a disinfection room where idlers are not allowed to enter and a place to store medical supplies.

Through the room in the middle, there is a large rest and office room inside, and there are two bathrooms on the left and right sides, divided by gender.

"Everything you want to know is in this room, but it's not the one in the mirror." Old Hart led Ji Chuan into the men's bathroom, pointed to the mirror and told him, "After you get out of here, you can Go to the rescue room outside, all the information is inside."

"Can I ask you a question?" Ji Chuan stared out of the mirror for a while, then turned his head to look at Old Hart and asked, "Are you okay?"

"You're the only one who is sick!" Old Hart obviously didn't expect the person in front of him to be so disrespectful to the old and love the young, and he widened his eyes that could barely see the pupils, "You are really sick!"

There was nothing wrong with what Old Hart said, Ji Chuan sucked his teeth, suppressed the thought of turning back, and asked a heart-wrenching question, "Then how did you die? You should have died in a nursing home, right? "

"Can you respect the old and love the young!" Old Hart blew his beard and stared, his light and obedient blond hair showed signs of fraying, "I can't die at such an old age?!"

"Okay, I understand." Ji Chuan nodded, and he had already guessed from the ferocious expression of the other party's jumping feet that he was inseparable, and then he ordered the old man to say, "Please send it to me quickly!"

Old Hart really couldn't stand it anymore, fearing that he would be pissed off again, so he raised his leg and kicked Ji Chuan out.

The rescue room outside the mirror is much more magnificent than the one inside the mirror. Ji Chuan fell out of the mirror and rolled on the ground a few times. He didn't get any dust, and the smell of dust disappeared from his nose. He couldn't help but feel better physically and mentally. After a few minutes, the whole emergency room became particularly pleasing to the eye.

The place where he fell out was still the men's bathroom, and walking out of the bathroom was the office rest room where the medical records were kept.When the old Hart sent him out, he was sure that no one would be there at this time. Otherwise, such a large patient would suddenly fall from the mirror in the bathroom. It is estimated that he would not have to wait for the current Doctor Hart to conquer the nursing home, and he would be able to give it to Ji Chuan on the spot. solved.

The cabinet for storing documents was abnormally full, much more than in the consulting room inside the nursing home. In order to hurry up, Ji Chuan opened the door of the cabinet very quickly and took a copy out of it. He couldn't wait to open it to read the contents inside.

The filing cabinets are divided according to the ward number, and each vertical column places the patient cases of each period according to the year and time, which is unbelievable.

Ji Chuan opened the cover, turned the side page, and his eyes fell on the column of the disease type.

Type of lesion: Hypochondria.

Is it really delusional?Ji Chuan thought to himself.

He was actually not surprised by this result. After all, the entire dungeon was placed here alive and kicking. Wouldn't it be a fool if he couldn't find out?

Uh... Thinking of this, Ji Chuan's thoughts suddenly raced, and suddenly realized that there are quite a lot of idiots ==

Angrily put back the case files in his hand, and found their respective cases according to their ward numbers. Without exception, they found that they were all hypochondriac patients, and they also had the names of Rhett and Green.

"So those two people have been playing house." After reading what he wanted to read, Ji Chuan casually took out a few books about hospitals from the cabinet beside him, which described the glorious life of old Hart in detail, and The sanatorium was originally called the Hart Institute for the Psychiatric.

The reason why it was later changed to a nursing home was because the old Hart had driven himself crazy and fell into endless madness, and even the little Hart followed suit. When the old Hart found out that his son and his father It's too late by the time it's all dedicated to medicine.

Ji Chuan didn't know whether to admire them for their dedication to their careers or to be worthless for them, but obviously his grief was of no use. The dungeon formed escaped, and by the way, he had to help Little Hart break the stalemate and let him take the dominant position.

Looking through the diagnosis and treatment records in the cabinet and the situation of each patient, Ji Chuan felt that the key point was still delusional disorder.If you want to help Little Hart, you need to suppress the hostile brain hole. Currently, the two consciousnesses are still in a peaceful stage of testing each other. Ji Chuan thinks that it will probably wait until all the patients in the nursing home ward join those people in the back garden. In the ranks, the real battle should begin.

And their players will definitely be wiped out. After all, the appearance of players is equivalent to the existence of bone spurs, which is completely inconsistent with the world they want to create.

"Maybe I have to go to the medical room again." Ji Chuan put down the books about the Hart Psychiatric Institute in his hand, turned and walked outside.

Passing through the disinfection room where no one is allowed to enter, Ji Chuan stood at the gate of the rescue room again, and then he found that he couldn't get out, the door was through fingerprint and facial recognition, and the electronic key card he picked up before was useless at all!

Ji Chuan was completely dumbfounded. He never thought that the door would not be able to open. However, before he could think of a solution, he heard a soft "beep" from the door, as if someone was about to open the door from outside. Come in……

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Rice, happy holidays.