Reincarnation Dreamland [Unlimited]

"Gulu Gulu——" Tang Ji spit out the last mouthful of foam in his mouth, and finished the routine brushing his teeth this morning.He opened the towel again and rubbed his handsome face casually.

Turning around and walking into the bedroom, when he woke up in his own bed this morning, he still hesitated for a few seconds. He didn't expect such a real touch to be just a dream?

He didn't get a vacation, he didn't go on a self-driving tour across the ocean, and he didn't meet a senior he hadn't seen in five years.As for digging graves and digging corpses later, it's even more nonsense.

Thinking about it further, the scene in the dream last night is already blurred, all I know is that someone wants to kill me?

Rainy nights, graves, green eyes, and, oh yes, a shiny carving knife.

Tang Ji tidied himself up according to the usual rhythm, and drove to the hospital to work.

"Tsk—" He held the steering wheel with one hand and bit his lower lip lightly.Casually recalling bits and pieces of that bloody dream.He had to admit that this dream was too real, and he could even clearly feel the pain of being cut by glass on his arm.

Relying on his professional intuition, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Tang Ji turned and walked to the archives room.

The two nurses in the file room were eating breakfast, chatting about gossip about the past in the courtyard, when they suddenly saw Dr. Tang.

"Morning, Doctor Tang." The little sister nurse didn't have time to fix her makeup, so she took a few seconds to wipe her shiny lips from eating scallion pancakes.

"Morning." Tang Ji nodded to her, "Help me check the materials?"

"Okay, tell me." The nurse's little sister said shyly.

"Doctor Zhang Jianshan's outpatient records." Tang Ji calculated the time, "Just look for his records for the last whole year here."

"All?" The little nurse was a little surprised.The two of them had never met Dr. Zhang Jianshan, but there were very few doctors in this psychiatric hospital. When they were sorting out the files, they had seen Dr. Zhang Jianshan's various diagnosis and treatment records.

"If you are only looking for psychological counseling, set the search keyword to 'dream'" Tang Ji said, "How long will it take?"

"Soon, with the new system settings now, the electronic results will be available in about 1 minute." The little nurse operated while talking, and after a few seconds, rows of data have been displayed on the screen .

"Where are these original versions? I want to borrow them." Tang Ji asked, pointing to the rows of medical records on the screen.

The little nurse hurriedly got up: "It's in the file room, may I find it for you now?"

"Yeah." Tang Ji nodded, and then made a call to the secretariat of the psychiatric department, "I'm working in the archives today, so I'll come to see you if I have something to do. That's right... I don't have a consultation, I don't have time. Um, knew."

Zhang Jianshan's diagnostic materials were much more than Tang Ji imagined, and the little nurse worked tirelessly to carry them back and forth, bringing out a whole box of materials.

Although the office is now paperless, the brother is an old-fashioned person, and he likes to make handwritten records when he is in the clinic.Tang Ji didn't care, he found a corner next to the archives room, and began to read these materials.

At the door of the file room, two little girls murmured, "What should I do, I must have looked ugly eating pancakes just now, oops, I was seen by Doctor Tang, what should I do!"

The other one was relatively calm: "Why are you in a hurry, even if you don't eat cakes, wouldn't Dr. Tang look at you?"

Nurse eating cake: "..."

Nurse Tranquility: "There are a lot of people chasing Dr. Tang in this hospital. Who do you think he paid attention to? Let me tell you, with my naked eyes, this person is not straight at all!"

The cake-eating nurse: "You are just looking at Renji with rotten eyes, I advise you to read less novels!"

Nurse Tranquility: "He is so handsome and not gay, isn't that a waste of that face?"

Nurse eating cake: "...you are really enough. Don't slander my doctor Tang!!!"

Nurse Tranquility patted Nurse Pie on the shoulder and said, "Believe me, if he is gay, you will be much happier." She continued to analyze, "Anyway, he doesn't like you, if he doesn't like women, just watch I can't date any women anymore. Don't you have a lot of balance in your heart?"

The nurse eating cake thought to herself, it seems to be so reasonable, but I always feel that something is wrong?

On the other side of the archive room, Tang Ji flipped through the materials left by Zhang Jianshan.

Materials are arranged by patient name and in chronological order.These patients were first diagnosed by brother Zhang Jianshan in the early stage, and followed up with treatment.

He flipped through some at random, and found a few patients related to dreams.

Consultation time: January 2016, 1

Patient Name: Qin Xinxing

Patient's self-report: I often have similar dreams for at least half a year.There are a lot of running, fighting and other plots in the dream, which leads to the patient's poor mental state and feeling tired after waking up the next day.

Diagnosis suggestion: XXXXXX.

What follows is a large pile of materials, all about this Qin Xinxing.

Consultation time: January 2016, 3

Patient Name: Qin Xinxing

Patient's self-report: The patient thinks that the dream he has every night is the same dream, and he is more and more able to recall the plot and details of the dream.The patient was agitated in his self-report, thinking that he had encountered an "unusual" event, and asked the doctor for assistance.

Diagnosis suggestion: XXXXXXXXXX

Consultation time: January 2016, 5

Patient Name: Qin Xinxing

Patient's self-report: The patient had delusions of persecution, separation anxiety and other symptoms, and was unable to fully self-report and objectively evaluate his mental state.At present, I can no longer distinguish between dreams and reality, insisting that my dream every night is the real life.

Diagnosis suggestion: has been admitted to this hospital for treatment, XXXXXXXXXXXX

Detailed treatment: XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Diagnosis conclusion: At 2016:6 am on June 3, 4, at [-]:[-] in the morning of June [-], [-], without any clear indications, the function of the cerebral cortex was damaged, and it could not be recovered after rescue, and he had lost consciousness.

The record ends here.

Qin Xinxing's patient eventually became a vegetable.It is not known whether he is still alive or has been transferred to hospital for treatment.

Tang Ji continued to scroll down, and saw another patient who appeared after Qin Xinxing became a vegetable, and a similar situation happened to him.

At first, the man just suspected that he had a similar dream, but the dream could not correspond to various characters and events in his life, and he expressed his doubts.In the later stage, I gradually began to remember the content of the dream, and at the same time began to have symptoms such as delusions and hallucinations.In the end, due to unknown reasons, he fell into an irreversible deep coma—that is, he became a vegetative state.

"Doctor Tang, do you have lunch?" The little cake-eating nurse in the archives finally plucked up the courage and wanted to make an appointment with Dr. Tang. Handwritten manuscripts, read with relish, is really a weirdo.

Tang Ji doesn't feel hungry now, nor is he in the mood to eat lunch.He shook his head, signaled to leave him alone, and continued to bury his head in reading the materials.

Next, Tang Ji actually found more and more similar patients in his brother's first diagnosis records. Roughly counting, there were at least four of them.One of these four people never showed up after being treated in the hospital, two became vegetative, and one died.

Tang Ji frowned. If these illnesses are not isolated cases, but a scattered social reflection of a certain phenomenon, have you ever noticed it?

And what happened to me last night was just a coincidental dream, or was it just like these patients, repeating the same dream for countless days and nights in the future?

The afternoon passed quickly, and when Tang Ji looked up again from a pile of handwritten records, it was already time to get off work.

Tang Ji made up his mind that if he could still dream of the same scene tonight, it might confirm his guess.He calmed down, tidied up and washed, lay on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.

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Crash la la la—the wind was strong, and the rain was pouring down.

The wiper on the front window of the car swung back and forth. Tang Ji held the steering wheel with both hands and was stunned for a few seconds.

Just when he was in a daze, a black unknown object, about half the size of a pillow, bumped towards the front of his car.

Everything is exactly the same as last night!

With the previous experience, Tang Ji turned the steering wheel again, and the tires rubbed against the ground showing a beautiful triangular position. This time, the car stopped steadily at the roadside and passed the black object. .

That's right, he returned to this dream again!