Neverland

As the attending doctor, Yan Cen could not stay in Xu Muzhou's ward for a long time without justifiable reasons, and left temporarily after finishing his business in a hurry.

Before he left, he left Xu Muzhou a small flip phone.I don't know which business hall he paid for this kind of old antique. The address book is empty, only Yan Cen's own number is left.

"Remember, don't try to contact your former friends or all the people you know, this will disrupt the flow of the timeline." Yan Cen said with a serious expression: "Exposing the identity of Neverland is an extremely serious violation, you Be sure to abide by it."

With a very serious expression on his face, Xu Muzhou took the white flip phone and held it in his palm, and assured him earnestly, "I see."

In order to protect the privacy of other patients as much as possible, it is actually forbidden to bring mobile phones in the nursing home. This antique phone was smuggled in by Yan Cen to facilitate contact with Xu Muzhou.

After Yan Cen left, Xu Muzhou thought for a while, turned the phone to silent, and stuffed it in the pillowcase for the time being.

The light-off time of the ward is ten o'clock in the evening, but in theory, no one is allowed to move around after the ward round. Xu Muzhou didn't want to go out to get into trouble, so he simply took out his notebook from under the pillow and sorted out the clues given by Yan Cen a second time. .

He sat cross-legged on the bed, bit off the cap of the water-based pen, and drew a horizontal line on the latest page of the notebook, with the word "Ji Yun" written on it.

Regarding the playground and children he saw before, Xu Muzhou also asked Yan Cen what was going on.Yan Cen said that there is a high probability that the subjective world of the task target and the real world intersect. Because Neverland is separated from the timeline, they can stay in that world for a short time.

But people's subjective subconscious is very abstract, and there is not necessarily an intuitive connection between all the scenes in the subconscious and their corresponding reality projections.

Even Yan Cen couldn't say for a moment what that specific world symbolized.

"Playground." Xu Muzhou muttered, and drew an arrow obliquely to the left under Ji Yun's name with a pen, and wrote these three words on it.

He also used this method of sorting out clues in the last world, even if it might not be of substantial help to his mission, it was still a good way to sort out his thoughts.

Xu Muzhou drew the clues into a simple tree diagram, and wrote the word "children" on the right side of the playground.

He bit his pen and thought for a while, then continued to subdivide the word "playground" into "childhood", "happiness" and "freedom".

After Xu Muzhou finished writing, he felt that something was missing, and finally marked the column of "children" with an arrow pointing to these words before finishing the calculation.

Yan Cen checked Ji Yun's medical records and visit records in the doctor's office before, and found that she was admitted to the hospital on her own six months ago. In the past six months, her parents would visit her once a month, but there was no one other than her parents. I heard that she has a brother or sister.

It was precisely because of this that Xu Muzhou focused more on the image of a child appearing in the illusion, perhaps Ji Yun herself.

But before actually meeting Ji Yun, all of this was just guesswork.

Xu Muzhou put down his pen and notebook, only to realize that there were only 10 minutes left before the lights were turned off.He wanted to habitually tear off the clue paper and throw it away, but when his fingers touched the paper, he changed his mind temporarily.

His eyes darkened, and he smeared a few strokes on the paper randomly, using messy lines to draw the neat notes into a mess.The water-based pen was writing heavily on the paper, and the ink of the water-based pen poured out from the ball, leaving a few irregular ink marks on the paper.

After doing all this, Xu Muzhou picked one of the few empty spaces on the paper and wrote random words on it.

【Carousel, roller coaster, ice cream, rock music. 】

Xu Muzhou laid out all the representative words in his memory on the paper, deliberately making his handwriting appear urgent and messy, as if he was full of emotions and had nowhere to release them.

This is a mental sanatorium. Even under the name of "respect for privacy", the people who live here are patients in the final analysis. Xu Muzhou does not believe that the words he wrote will not be used as evidence of treatment by medical staff.

——Then what if he chose to show Ji Yun's mental state.

This was a difficult problem that Xu Muzhou left for the doctor. He transferred Ji Yun's mental state to himself, so as to obtain a treatment plan for "Ji Yun".From the interpretation of professionals, he can obtain the practical information shown in the previous subjective world faster.

This is a very smart approach——Xu Muzhou understands better than anyone what it means to specialize in a technique. He will never spend too much time on things he can't understand, but will try his best to throw the problem to someone who can solve it .

Xu Muzhou is not afraid of being suspicious, after all, as long as he wakes up, he can "remember nothing".

At ten o'clock exactly, the electricity in the ward was cut off on time, and the regular aroma diffuser at the head of the bed began to spray a mild-smelling water mist.The aromatherapy essential oil was unknown, so Xu Muzhou closed his notebook and yawned lazily.

There were extremely subtle footsteps in the corridor, and the sound of hard-soled shoes was very obvious in the quiet tiled corridor.

The head nurse on duty started from the end of the corridor with the ward round book with the lights off, and inspected one by one from the glass observation port on the door to ensure the lights off and sleep status of each room.

Xu Muzhou's room No. [-] is not far from the nurse's station and the doctor's duty room. When the head nurse came to the door, Xu Muzhou had already curled up with his back to the door and fell asleep.

The head nurse lowered her head and ticked the book, and signed her name in the lower right corner of the duty list on this page.

The night shift in the nursing home is not like ordinary hospitals that need to be nervous all the time. As long as the medical staff are awake until one o'clock in the morning, if there is no abnormality, they can simply rest in the staff dormitory on the same floor.

The doctor's office was still brightly lit, and the head nurse put the ward round book back on the counter in the nurse's station, walked over politely and knocked on the door.

Yan Cen raised his head from the hill-like record, took off his glasses and rubbed his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "What's the matter?"

"No." The head nurse smiled: "I just came to ask you, is the supper tonight still the same as before?"

The welfare benefits of the nursing home are very good. In addition to the salary, one of them is food and housing. Not only are three meals a day guaranteed, but there are also extra meals and suppers for the staff on duty.

Yan Cen put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, nodded gently and said, "Okay, thank you."

"Then the food will be delivered to me and I will call you." The head nurse said, "You should do your work first."

After the head nurse left, Yan Cen returned his gaze to the documents in front of him.

Instead of studying Ji Yun's medical records first, he opened Xu Muzhou's.

Nursing homes have a strict admission system. When going through the admission procedures, a copy of personal information will be left to avoid emergencies.

On Xu Muzhou's personal information, his name, age, and occupation are all the same as the personal file that Yan Cen saw before.

No wonder Neverland wants to give Xu Muzhou the status of a patient who has just been admitted to the hospital, Yan Cen thought.

Because his personal identity is completely parallel to the mission environment, only by making such adjustments can Xu Muzhou appear here reasonably.

However, Neverland has never had a case of preserving its independent identity before, and Xu Muzhou is the first.Yan Cen didn't know much about this situation, so he could only be aware of it for the time being.

Xu Muzhou's hospital admission file is still very thin, unlike Ji Yun's who has saved more than half of the file box.

The storage of archives and information in the nursing home is done very well. There are several large folders classified into categories in the file box, and different paper labels are attached to each folder, marking the type of files in it.

Yan Cen took out the medical record and the psychological diagnosis and treatment records, and carried them back to the desk. When he was about to study them carefully, the head nurse knocked on the door again and came back.

She put the warm aluminum lunch box in her hand on Yan Cen's desk, and was obviously taken aback when she saw the documents on his desk: "Doctor Yan, are you looking at the case of bed No. [-] again?"

The tone of the head nurse seemed to be very familiar with "Doctor Yan", Yan Cen naturally pushed the document aside, took the lunch box and opened the lid, and said casually: "Yes, it's okay to be idle, let's take a look. "

Yan Cen did not know how many identities he played in his missions over the years. He was just a "Doctor Yan", and he was very comfortable with it.

The head nurse didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him, and chatted with him in a relaxed tone: "You're just too caring, that patient obviously didn't want to talk about it subjectively. Besides, she doesn't really want to treat her well, Most of the time, they came here to recuperate because of too much psychological pressure. The young people nowadays are mentally fragile, and they will collapse at every turn."

"Subjective resistance to the doctor shows that there is still a knot in the heart." Yan Cen said.

"That's what you said." The head nurse said with a sigh: "However, bed No. [-] is quite pitiful. It is obviously a local, and there is no news from parents all day long. Before, they came here once a month. Now I didn’t even bother to come for a month.”

"Why?" Yan Cen appropriately expressed surprise: "Didn't her family members come to visit this week?"

"No." The head nurse shook her head: "It was supposed to come on No. 15 every month, but today it's No. 17 and I still don't come. Maybe it's not coming."

"Perhaps there is something delaying it." Yan Cen said.

"Who knows." The head nurse was about to say something more, when the calling bell outside suddenly rang, and she let out an ouch, and suddenly lost the mood to chat, and trotted out to check the situation.

Yan Cen slowly stirred the wax gourd pork ribs soup in the lunch box with a spoon, and the electronic clock on the desk suddenly jumped, and an electronic sound announced the time at zero o'clock.

Almost at the same moment, Yan Cen's mobile phone on the table popped up a memo reminder.

——Ji Yun, at 10 o'clock in the morning on October 18th, consultation room No. 10, the consultation lasted for one hour.