[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

"The water pipe is not broken. There shouldn't be so much water in the cabin..." A familiar male voice asked, "Are you awake? Do you know what happened to you last night?"

After going to sleep and waking up, the scenery Fuchou sees is nothingness. If there is no pain in the body, he is not even sure whether he is still in a dream.Fortunately, he has a headache now, and he can answer the questioner clearly, but he had heard this voice yesterday, but he forgot it.

"you are?"

"East Valley."

Fucho touched his bandaged head, but couldn't remember who Donggu was.

On the one hand, his concept of time is unprecedentedly vague, and it is almost impossible to create and preserve memories. Even yesterday has become a distant past in his recollection; Say one thing and forget one thing.

His thinking is extremely active and clear, but not controlled by will, rational but not regulated by rationality, all kinds of thoughts rushing one after another, hasty and free, pure and profound, which is a level that he cannot achieve in a healthy state, but not With continuity, once interrupted, another unexpected idea is replaced, usually by Nishimoto, and his original idea is gone forever.

Generally speaking, it is also obvious that his mental state is not a big problem in terms of cognition, and his thinking is not normal.

The ship's doctor came and treated the wound for Fu Fu, but it was only a superficial wound.

Donggu didn't say much, and transferred to Fufu as promised without any grievances, and even took care of some of his inconveniences.

Not long after arriving in the magic world, Weiyuanchuan did have a well leading to the world of mind power, but the bad news is that a conflict broke out between the two sides not long ago, not only the well was temporarily closed, but the frozen river bank downstream became a restricted area.

The good news is that a new world rift has been discovered in the upper reaches of Weiyuanchuan. The world well leading to the world of kingship has just been opened recently. The two sides are in the stage of testing each other, communicating with each other and encouraging exchanges. Customs to destination.

It’s spring in the world of kingship, no matter the fragrance of cherry blossoms in the city is as light as water, the snow-melt soil and all kinds of creatures have a unique smell of spring. Before that, it was hard for Fushou to imagine what the smell of spring would be like, but now you don’t need to see it with your eyes. He smelled this complex and harmonious smell, and subconsciously knew that it was spring.

Fu Zou had been in this world for many years, and when he settled here, he learned that the already superior medical conditions here are improving day by day, and the level of the hospital on Xueyuan Island can completely slow down his illness.

Donggu has been sending rich money to the hospital, and he doesn't mind delaying the trip. He said that his trip was originally a tourist trip, and the city's seasonal scenery is just right.

Regarding the results of medical treatment with rich rewards, mental recovery is a long-term process, and drugs can control it well in the short term. The main problem lies in the overall recuperation. The reason why the overloaded machine breaks down is not just because of that one part.

As for the eyes, the specific symptoms are slightly different due to individual conditions. Basically, it can be diagnosed as anterior ischemic optic neuropathy. Although it is too late to seek medical attention, oral acetazolamide, intravenous drip, and the corresponding course of treatment will recover in about one month. vision.

Donggu came to visit a few times. When Fuchou's eyes were about to heal, he said goodbye and said that he would continue to go to the Nianli World without leaving any contact information.

"Why can't you still see it?"

The attending doctor who came for the routine rounds saw the patient staying there quietly, touching a Braille book with his hand, occasionally opened his eyes, blinked, and closed them again.

"There shouldn't be no vision, and it should have recovered long ago..."

"I can see."

The doctor let out a long breath: "Then why this reaction?"

It may be because he is about to go to a nursing home with further spiritual counseling, that is, a mental hospital.

On the car going to the nursing home, the rich man's head leaned against the window of the car, and the students gathered together on the street, passing the long line of troops, in his opinion, they were nothing more than motley colored blocks passing by quickly.

Although Fufu's eyesight has indeed recovered, he still looks like deep myopia, but the original intention of his treatment is that it does not affect his basic life.

After recovering his eyesight, he reacted belatedly, how difficult it is to re-adapt to the loss of the senses that he has relied on for half his life. Compared with those patients who could not restore their eyesight, he only experienced a role experience, let alone a At the beginning, I met fellow travelers who were eager to help along the way, and luck can't be called bad.

How strange, when you need it, you can't meet a good person, and when you are discouraged and don't need it, there are many good people in the world.

The guiding nurse has a soft voice, excellent communication skills, and very friendly words and tones, so she seems gossip.

"Everyone is doing activities on the second floor at this time. Did you see that young girl who was quiet and in a daze? A brilliant student with a smooth journey, who also worked hard, but because the first time she did not achieve the desired academic results, she went crazy."

When she went to his room to receive the rich reward, she stopped in the lobby on the second floor and introduced them one by one.

"He, the one who mutters and counts back and forth, can't see any clocks, otherwise he will go crazy and panic. He is 36 years old and thinks he is 63. The woman who is painting at his feet is the opposite of him. "

"There is a borderline personality disorder and a depression, both of which came in by cutting my wrists. I can't remember who that person is." She shouted, "Da Jiang!"

The man looked up and looked very gentle. Seeing her beckoning, he also raised his hand to greet her, revealing the hideous scar on his wrist.

"Just a smooth scar. He is depressed. The borderline personality cut his arm into a chessboard."

Fuchao doesn't want to know this.

His doctor in charge was an old man with thick hair, and he was still visibly strong despite wearing a white coat.

"Don't deny its existence, don't admit its authenticity and legitimacy, don't try to live in peace with your illusion, it was born to fight against you, prepare for confrontation, reconciliation with it is tantamount to indulgence Crazy yourself."

The psychological counselor doesn't say any nonsense when he sees the patient.

"So how do I fight him?"

"You choose a way of confrontation, examine it, defeat it, or even kill it."

"I've already killed him once."

"Then it will be easy to kill again."

It was later that Fufu found out that he had served in the army and had a strong will to fight.

This well-equipped, well-received nursing home with humanized management is like a nursery.

The two shared a ward, and the nurse made rounds from time to time, telling them to take medicine, giving out sugar and fruit, and ice cream in a few days when the weather was hot.

Among the patients, some don't like to eat, some dare not go to the toilet, and some dare not shake their heads for fear that their brains will flow out of their ears.

There are also three group therapy sessions every two weeks. The first time Fufu participated in was a kind of activity where everyone pretended to be a plant or an animal. A paranoid who wanted to be a groundhog knocked down several floor tiles.

The second time was an activity called clay sculpture art to nourish the soul. In fact, a pool was set up on the concrete floor exposed after the floor tiles were lifted, and everyone played with clay in the pool and made clay figurines.It stands to reason that the effect of plasticine is the same, but the cost is too high compared to mud, which is just a hard work for the cleaner aunt.

"Don't treat people like lunatics, but coax people into fools." Da Jiang, a roommate with a borderline personality, said, "But we can't blame the hospital for being stingy. The economy has generally been in a downturn recently."

However, Fu Chou does not have the sense of superiority that everyone is drunk and I am alone like Dajiang, nor does he have the feeling that he has fallen to this point. He is still uncomfortable, something is wrong, nothing is wrong.

The third time was the day after tomorrow when everyone went to the seaside of the artificial island under the leadership of doctors and nurses, and it was temporarily decided to cancel.

It seems that something went wrong with the King of Gold, he is no longer in charge, heirs are not yet determined, the regime is unstable, and the other kings are not talking about each other, and they have no real power. The school is surrounded, this trend of movement cannot be ignored, the outside world has entered martial law, the school island area has enforced a curfew, stadiums, beaches and other places are not allowed to gather crowds, there are patrols, and violators will be detained.

After following the outside news for a few days, Fu Chou suddenly understood what was wrong.

He is not awake enough outside the sanatorium, and he is not sick enough inside the sanatorium, which is always out of season.

After thinking about it, Fuchou began to like here and the patients here, at least they are more willing to hurt themselves, unlike those lunatics outside who are not mentally ill.