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"What's going on?

"I don't know, now it's also being renovated every year, do you know what kind of disease is this today?"

"What?"

A doctor who was looking through the case heard the nurse say this, and it was rare to shift his gaze, and looked at it twice, and anyone who saw "him" at first glance would not think that it was a neuropathy, and he always took advantage of his good looks, and it was difficult to say that people had brain diseases when they looked at such a face.

"I said that I have a lot of organs, and I take the initiative to transplant people, haha, it's really fresh, the word organ transplant will be used, enough to keep pace with the times!"

The nurse laughed again as she spoke, just like that, one acre and three points of land, It's rare to have a fun thing, and I'm happy to share it.

Psychosis keeps pace with the times or something, and it's really a joke.

The doctor didn't smile, shook his head slightly, and when he looked at "him", he lifted his glasses, the lenses were reflective, put down the case, and said, "I'll ask if there are any family members or something." ”

It is very troublesome to send a mentally ill person in an emergency, especially if there is no family with him, and in the end, "he" is temporarily admitted to a single room.

"He" didn't notice anything wrong, the cells in his body were still open, and some of the cells were already impatient, protesting strongly against the oppression they had been doing all day.

Habitually, "he", who was looking for tools to torture and kill cells, looked around, only to find that there was nothing in this ward, this was not a home, no braziers, and no knives.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, why is it so stupid!"

"You have the ability, as if you can do better!"

"Even if I didn't do well, I wouldn't send myself to a mental hospital. ”

"It's coming, it's coming, so what?"

"I think it's nice here!"

Compared with the general hospital, the psychiatric hospital will be a little more lively, and the sounds of hip-hop and the like set off this place not like a hospital, but like a playground somewhere, from time to time there will be crying sounds, calling mom and dad or something, adults pretending to be children crying, but it's really fun.

The appearance of psychosis that keeps pace with the times also gives "him" some pleasure, there are those who like to observe these things, and the one who loves to disguise is the one who always likes to observe what kind of state these external human beings are, how they will behave, their joys and sorrows are not the same, but if you want to integrate, you always have to pretend to be a little bit like it.

Even if someone has watched a play and laughed, some people can learn one more skill when they watch a play, it is always different.

"You're going to transplant an organ?"

The door to the ward opened, and a doctor came in to ask.

"yes, is that okay?"

"He" replied lazily, finally knowing that he was not at home, he didn't take off his clothes casually, his face was uninjured, and he looked normal.

"Well, then you sign here to agree to the organ transplant. ”

As he spoke, the doctor handed over an organ donation form, the terms of which had been written, just waiting for the donor to sign it.

Black, really black, this is not even wanting to give money.

With the cells next to him squeezing near the surface layer to watch the play, he found that there was something wrong with the doctor at a glance, and expressed in the team channel that it is the cells of his own team that are in charge of the body now, and he always has to say something.

"It's good if there's a problem, aren't we just looking for a problem?"

The leader replied with a profound remark.

"Okay. "He" took the pen and signed it very happily, he is still very familiar with the routines of the human world, if he can't keep pace with the times, life will be a lot less interesting, for this reason, "he" will also spend time and energy to integrate himself into it, and have a serious identity.

For example, the house where "he" lives now is actually obtained by imposting the grandson of a lonely old man, and he has a good show for this, and after he succeeds, he has to laugh at the eyes of human beings, and he was fooled.

Many, many years ago, when "he" didn't know the difference between himself and humans, he also thought he was normal and got along well with humans, and the different manifestations could not be hidden, attracting ulterior motives and brutal killings, and then "he" gradually became abnormal.

Therefore, "he" is actually not so unfamiliar with the various routines of human beings, and has seen a lot of ugliness, as if he has generated a kind of radar, knowing how to find these ugly existences.

However, it is too tiring to take the initiative to search, so it is better to expose yourself like this, show yourself as a target, and wait for them to find it.

"Look, isn't this coming up?"

"It's the art of fishing!"

"Clever, smart, big guy is so smart!"

"Hey, what's the big deal, as if no one would. ”

"Can't you come by yourself when you're in trouble?"

The voice inside the body has never stopped, and there is always no time for unity, after getting used to it, he can still watch the play calmly, and "his" current name Ding Youquan fell on the blank paper.

Seeing that the name was the same as the information he had, the doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, put away the donation book, and said: "Organ donation is to be prepared first, you wait here first, and someone will come to pick you up and leave soon." ”

"Okay. ”

"Him" was full of joy in his tone, as if he was really waiting for something to be happy about.

The doctor shook his head secretly in his heart, sure enough, there was something wrong with his brain, but it didn't matter, he didn't need his brain anyway.

Under this tacit understanding between the two parties, "he" soon left the hospital and went to a private clinic, and then an organ transplant.

As the first person to make this suggestion, he finally waited for this opportunity, and the first wave left the body.

It was a kidney that was transplanted, and this organ was a little far away from the head, and even if he knew that it was dangerous, it was a swarm of cells, and he squeezed and squeezed in it, and finally squeezed to the edge, and was somewhat dangerously exposed to the air.

At this time, if someone else dies, he will die himself.

Regardless of any etiquette, he continued to squeeze inside, and he could feel danger every second he was exposed to the air, the great terror between life and death was particularly intense, and it was unexpectedly that being a cell was more dangerous than being a human.

He was like this, and the other cells were even more so, and the native cells knew much more than he was a latecomer, and all the cells were squeezing quickly into the center, leaving the other cells exposed to the air as a shield.

The cell he borrowed from the backdoor was no stronger than the others, and it had been squeezed to the edge several times, and the parts that came into contact with the air could feel the dehydration and dryness, and several times it brushed shoulders with death.

At that time, he couldn't think of anything in his head, so he knew that he had to go inside, go inside, squeeze in with all his might, and the kidney organs were also successfully transplanted, and he felt that new blood was flowing in, and new quiet cells that couldn't speak came in, and he was relieved that he was finally alive.

Recalling the process of Shicai, I was afraid at first, I really didn't even think of "crossing" just now, I just squeezed in, and now I think about it, it's really dangerous, if I die at that time, I'm really dead, after all, I'm not ready...

"Wow, it's alive!"

"Oh my God, it works!"

"That's great!"

"Although I still have to be with you, it feels like the place is much bigger!"

"Don't say anything, I'll go out for a walk!"

"Ah, this body is very young!"

"Yes, I love it here!"

grabbed the cell next to him to fill his shortfall, dutifully helped the cell change its shape by the way, more in line with the shape of the job, and then he could form the appearance of the most ordinary cell and roll away roundly.

The water in their bodies is the ocean for them to swim quickly, and each of them is a natural plankton, and they are well positioned to orient and balance themselves in this ocean, and they all move towards the position of their heads.

The structure of the human body determines that there is only one center, and instead of occupying the heart as a tool heart, it is better to directly occupy the mind and become the one that controls all the actions of the body.

"Hey, wait for me, you're so stupid, it's going to be bad!"

"Get out of here, you're stupid, this body is mine!"

"Don't rob me!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

In the process of wandering, there was a new round of scolding, he ran for a while and felt inappropriate, escaping from the encirclement of a pig teammate, it was not really relieved, the current situation, there are fewer pig teammates, but there is still trouble!

Not a member of the team of cells in the kidney, they are outsiders, and they can't find more advantages in this advantage of being able to survive, if they want to really avoid being dragged down by these cells, they have to go further through transplantation.

Uh, maybe find another way?

Is direct blood transfusion OK?

He spoke his opinion again, their ultimate goal is that a cell has a body, this is the most tempting goal discussed before, and now it is only a small step, there is no need to infighting in advance.

"Well, you're right, when I take control of my body, I'll figure it out for you. ”

"Phew, wait until I take control of my body!"

"Wait for me..."

No cell stopped to wait for him, and all cells had the ambition to continue to fight together, like a sudden army, desperately trying to occupy the high ground.

He didn't move anymore, it really didn't make sense.

Let's figure it out for ourselves first.

Disguised as red blood cells, they go into the blood vessels and go to the brain at the rate of flow...

"Despicable!"

"Villain!"

"Shameless!"

A long list of swearing words was given to him, and soon there were cells learning his approach, but one step slower is countless steps slower, and the flow rate of blood will not slow down, he is always in the front echelon, preempting the position of the brain.

There are a lot of brain neurons, densely packed into countless ravines and jungles, in it, it is difficult to discern the direction for a while, but fortunately, even if it becomes a cell, the spiritual power can still be cultivated, and among the active cells, he is also a somewhat special one.

It is a pity that all thoughts are inevitably numb in the face of such an unprecedented situation, which cell of the human mind is in charge, which neuron is the one that needs to communicate, or which one is the one that represents the human consciousness, the main body of the soul?

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Thank you to the little angel who voted for me during 2020-06-13 23:05:23~2020-06-14 23:09:39~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Royal Street;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!