escape from the madhouse

Then he pinched the opponent's chin and kissed him hard on the lips.

Bian Xiaoyu felt that his brain exploded, his eyes went black, and then the tongue stuck into his mouth destroyed the three views he had established for more than 20 years.

God, what's wrong with the world? !

No matter how big Bian Xiaoyu's brain is, he really never thought about what it would be like to kiss a bearded uncle with his tongue. While feeling the unbearable itchiness on his face and chin being pricked by the other's beard, he felt the other's skillful His kissing skills were displayed in every possible way in his mouth, he was about to have difficulty breathing, and his heart was beating unknowingly, could it be that he was really crazy?

Kissing a man, why does he feel so excited, but why does this feel so novel to him, and the other's lips are really soft and comfortable, and the man with the big beard is also very ticklish Yes, there is also the strong masculine breath leaking from his lips and teeth, coupled with his domineering and provocative tongue, which can always subtly arouse his excitement, making people want to stop, wishing to cooperate with him. It's entangled.This was a feeling he had never experienced before. He didn't know that kissing someone could be so interesting.

Wait, what's wrong with me? !

Bian Xiaoyu realized that if he didn't shout to stop, he would go completely crazy, so he pushed the person on him hard and jumped away.

"Bah, bah, are you disgusting? How long do you plan to kiss, rascal."

Seeing his flushed face, Pu Jinfeng couldn't help laughing, "Kiss until you are hard, but, looking at you, you enjoy it, it should be soon." After finishing speaking, he looked down at the other party go.

"Go to hell, you're crazy, you~ go crazy by yourself."

Bian Xiaoyu ran away, and Pu Jinfeng followed behind with a smile.

"Don't run away, Director Pang said, you must attend the treatment in the afternoon, let's go."

Bian Xiaoyu deliberately kept a distance from him, lest he pounce on him again, "What kind of treatment, I'm not sick."

Pu Jinfeng smiled and stepped forward to hook his neck, rubbed his hair, his voice was rare and soft, "Whoever said that everyone here must be mentally ill."

Bian Xiaoyu was startled suddenly, what's going on, this savage head, why does he suddenly feel like a different person, so gentle, wait, did he believe what I said?But thinking about it again, what the savage head said is indeed true. The patients in the mental hospital are not necessarily mentally ill. The psychiatry department not only treats mental patients, but also treats depression, anxiety, insomnia and emotional disorders, and other All kinds of psychological problems, he was just eager to get rid of his own problems, it seems that he really didn't think about it, maybe not everyone here is suffering from serious mental illness.

So, maybe he meant that?Or, did the Savage really believe he was normal?Bian Xiaoyu wanted to know the answer very much.

"Could it be that your brain isn't bad?" Bian Xiaoyu looked at Pu Jinfeng's bearded face, although he still felt uncomfortable because of the kiss just now, but now he seemed to feel more The important thing is to determine whether there is a normal person like me here, even if this person seems too abnormal.

Pu Jinfeng reached out and pinched his chin, and said with a smile, "Nonsense, hurry up, don't be late again."

Bian Xiaoyu muttered, "Oh, let me go, I can walk by myself."

Chapter 12

When they arrived at the medical building, Pu Jinfeng entered a treatment room on the third floor, while Bian Xiaoyu was brought into a measurement room. First, he underwent a series of instrument measurements, and then made a bunch of measurement scales.These things are naturally very familiar to him, and the measurement results must be extremely normal.

Unexpectedly, the result he got was: mild hallucinations and delusions, plus emotional disturbance.

I'll go, dare you, my lord, am I really schizophrenic?

No, this is definitely a fraud.

Bian Xiaoyu was so angry that his hands trembled, he crumpled up the test results, grabbed the nurse at the side and asked, "Who tested this result? Someone must have tampered with it. Tell me, who is it? Who gave you the result?" This report card?"

The nurse shook her head, "This is the result of the computer test, it was automatically printed out, and no one can change it."

"You fucking fart, I have corrected countless times in school before, tell me, who is it?" Bian Xiaoyu was bubbling with anger, if he hadn't seen that she was a woman, he would have gone up to her.

However, his yelling attracted the doctor holding the needle again.

"Fuck, you guys, the one who takes the needle is the uncle." Bian Xiaoyu had to accept, "Is it okay for me to cooperate with the treatment? Don't come here, I'm fucking sick, it's okay."

Bian Xiaoyu held back his anger and followed the doctor into the treatment room.

First, there was half an hour of machine treatment. He was connected to a brain full of wires, slept in the microwave, and then was forced to swallow a few pills.Immediately afterwards, he was sent to the psychological counseling room.

A 35-year-old middle-aged man who called himself He Qin sat in the consulting room and nodded towards Bian Xiaoyu, and made a brief self-introduction.Bian Xiaoyu sized him up, he was not bad looking, he was quite tall, but he was a bit girlish, with a motherly smile all over his face, he didn't wear a white coat, and he didn't have any hands. Holding the syringe, it seems that he is easy to communicate, maybe he is a breakthrough.

Bian Xiaoyu also smiled and nodded towards him, "Hello, my name is Bian Xiaoyu, can I ask you a question?"

He Qin still responded with a gentle and kind expression, "Yes, you can ask."

Bian Xiaoyu said straight to the point, "Then what, how much salary do they pay you?"

There was a slight flicker on He Qin's face, and then he returned to normal, "Will this question help us in our consultation today?"

Bian Xiaoyu nodded sharply, "Of course, I will give you double the amount they give you a year, no, I will give you ten times, and you can do me a favor, okay?"

He Qin didn't reply, but just looked at him with deep eyes.

When Bian Xiaoyu saw him like that, he understood that he must have misunderstood again. When he was suffering from a mental illness, he quickly made amends and said, "Mr. Listening to hallucinations, I am... By the way, I will show you my trick, and after the show is over, you must believe me."

Bian Xiaoyu took out his close-fitting pocket watch hanging around his neck from his bosom, shook it at He Qin, and then muttered, "Please look at the pocket watch in my hand clearly and see what time it is. My watch, look carefully, the current time... I will count from 1 to 3, when I count to 3, you will enter deep hypnosis... 1..."

Before Bian Xiaoyu finished counting, the pocket watch was snatched by He Qin.

"Hey, fuck me, give me back my pocket watch." Bian Xiaoyu was about to die of regret. If it wasn't for highlighting his gorgeous hypnotic terms, he wouldn't be bothered to say such a long pile of nonsense. In fact, he only needs to shake his pocket watch and count three times. , that person can fall immediately.

He Qin looked at the pocket watch, then at Bian Xiaoyu, "Where did you get this watch?"

Bian Xiaoyu said angrily, "My teacher gave it to me. It is really important to me, so please return it to me."

He Qin seemed to have a special liking for that watch. He touched it over and over for a long time, but finally gave it back to Bian Xiaoyu, "This watch should be quite valuable, you should keep it safe, don't worry about it. lost."

Bian Xiaoyu quickly hung the pocket watch around his neck, stuffed it back into his collar, and nodded to He Qin, "Mr. He, you can just treat what I said just now as nonsense, and we will stop here for today's consultation." Bar."

He Qin looked hesitant to speak, and then smiled at Bian Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, we will meet twice, and you will participate in group therapy after that, so you should rarely have the chance to see me again. I also hope to help you as much as possible during these three consultations."

When Bian Xiaoyu heard this, he felt excited, "So, are you willing to help me?"

He Qin frowned very slightly, glanced at a place on the ceiling almost invisible, and still smiled gently at Bian Xiaoyu, "Of course I am willing to help you recover your mental health."

But this subtle expression did not escape Bian Xiaoyu's eyes. He grinned and raised his eyebrows at He Qin, "I see, then when will we meet next time?"

He Qinrou said, "At the same time next week, I will wait for you here."

"Well, see you next week." Bian Xiaoyu got up, and at the same time, he casually glanced at the place He Qin looked at just now, and his brain couldn't help feeling numb. There was a pinhole camera there. If he didn't look at it consciously In the past, coupled with his alert and insightful eyes, it was almost impossible to detect.It seems that there is really some ulterior secret here, and He Qin must know something.

When Bian Xiaoyu left the psychological consultation room, he happened to meet Pu Jinfeng and Li Jiahang who had finished group therapy on the same floor.Looking at the group of people, he began to worry, if this is really a black-hearted mental hospital, if these diagnoses and treatments are meaningless to them, then their future is doomed to be trapped here Wasted the rest of his life in a lunatic asylum?

There was a sudden sadness in his heart, and even he himself didn't know why.For the first time, an idea popped into his mind, he wanted to take everyone out together, escape from the madhouse.

Chapter 13

Bian Xiaoyu was in a daze, when Li Jiahang walked over and waved his hands in front of his eyes, "What's the matter, what's the daze, what's the result of the diagnosis?"

Bian Xiaoyu smiled wryly, "