Ed watched for a long time before he could find his voice, "...... No, who is this? ”

"I don't know."

"That's Chiara, Holy Kiara." Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded on the long table in the far corner. For a moment, the eyes of all the executioners on the table were focused on that direction, and the owner of the voice seemed to be completely indifferent, just staring in Ed's direction with his own eyes and saying.

Qiu Xuan raised her eyes from the long table and saw that the woman from before her eyes met her briefly, and said this.

"Chiara is the adopted daughter of the serving pope of the Central Church, and although there is no such thing as succession ceremonies in today's society, there is a tacit belief that Chiara is the next pope. At the same time, her position in the hearts of all believers is extremely high, even surpassing that of the incumbent pope. ”

The delicate woman who couldn't tell her age said lightly, her eyes scanning the long table with a circle of people with different expressions.

"People gave her a nickname, Gunshot Rose."

"I can see this!" Ed was the first to raise his hand and shouted, "I saw that the one in her holster just now is a TEC-9, or an old version." But didn't she say that she was a saint, and she was also religious, how could she use such a bandit gun? ”

The woman glanced at him, "Then why don't you ask her yourself?" ”

Ed put his hand down.

"Before, she said she had just returned from a mission." At this moment, another unfamiliar executioner spoke at the long table in the corner, "We can conclude that the weapon she uses is a gun, all kinds of firearms. But what task does it have to be done by this Chiara, a saint who has been in the limelight of the Church? ”

"I don't know." The expression on the woman's face never fluctuated much, "That's all I had to know about my crazy roommate for half a night. The rest has to be explored little by little. ”

In the midst of the executioners' discussions, the bell on the radio, symbolizing the end of breakfast time, rang again.

It was seven o'clock sharp, and according to the schedule given by the priest when he was admitted to the hospital the day before, the next half hour was also in the central auditorium, which was the time for the group patients to take their medicines.

According to the time when Qiu Xuan was admitted to the hospital, the method of curing mental illness under the background of St. Canaan's era should be traditional drug control + religious probation, and those informal "treatment" methods will be discussed separately for the time being.

There are only a few drugs used to control mental illness. The nurses quickly removed all the buckets and changed into isolation suits.

Generally speaking, the time to take medicine in the morning and evening is the most likely period for emergencies to occur. Because some patients themselves have an extraordinary resistance to "taking medicine", and once they are in an emotional situation, the frequency of onset before taking medicine is greatly increased.

Nurses in heavy protective suits were trained to dispense medicine in batches according to the range of each long table, and similarly, the new executioners were at the last of the long table, as they had done when they had served their meals.

And today, I don't know if it's luck or some other reason, the nurses took the medicine one by one in order and watched the patients finish eating, and the whole process was uneventful, and none of the patients fell ill because of emotions.

Because of the "cooperation" of the patients, the process of taking medicine this morning went extremely smoothly, and it even seemed that there was no need for the half-hour time set aside to take medicine in order to prevent emergencies.

When the situation was safe and sound here, Qiu Xuan's afterglow stayed on the upper table. The so-called Miss of St. Canaan's "Rose of Firearms" had eaten her breakfast in a very short time, and was now tilting her head to say something to the cardinal next to her.

The distance was too far to be heard at all, and it could only be roughly judged from the expressions and movements of the two that they should have finished breakfast and were ready to leave.

Also, just looking at the reactions of those cultivators in the auditorium, I knew that the table on the top was just set up there to make a appearance. Because whether it was the cardinal named Asafel or the Chiara, they didn't often come to eat with these patients.

Today must have been an accident.

On the high seat, Kiara had already gotten up and started to arrange the hem of her clothes, and Qiu Xuan retracted her gaze and put it back on the long table in front of her.

"What should I do?"

One of the executioners whispered, "Who knows what's in that medicine, and will we take it when it gets to us?" ”

"So many people are staring at you, what are you going to do?" The beautiful woman glanced at him, "Now it's just taking medicine and there is still a way to get through, and when the time comes, I will directly inject medicine into your vein, how can you dodge?" ”

"What then?" The executioner raised his hand and brushed his hair, "I've heard that some psychiatric hospitals use illegal drugs to turn people into 'vegetables' in order to control patients, and when the time comes, we will go crazy with these crazy people and play ball!" ”

The long table in the corner began to argue in a low voice again, and Ed sat in his chair in a daze, looking here and there, and carefully moved next to Qiu Xuan. "Then what are we going to do......"

"Don't eat it yet." Qiu Xuan also whispered back to him, "When the time comes, they will open their mouths to check if you swallow it, and you will pretend to swallow it and go to the toilet to spit it out." Or if you have a better way to do it yourself, figure it out yourself. ”

Ed suddenly lowered his face, "It's so difficult...... Will I really become mentally ill after taking their pills? ”

"As long as you can get out of the proving ground alive, I can cure you of any disease." Qiu Xuan glanced at him, "Don't think so much, if you have a flat mind, you will be crazy for a while." ”

“…… Okay. ”

Soon, the nurses in charge of dispensing the medicine came to their table and handed each person a small white tablet with the size of a normal capsule and a glass of water. The executioners at the long table looked silent, as if they had ensured a foolproof solution, except for Eddard, who was not yet very skilled at hiding his emotions, and the other executioner in the crowd who clearly seemed to be a newcomer.

"Come on, eat sugar."

The nurse in charge of their table handed the pills out.

While psychopaths are not the same as fools, the vast majority of people here know exactly what the drug is. However, in general, the person in charge of the psychiatric hospital will still refer to this behavior as "eating sugar" and avoid mentioning words such as "medicine" to indirectly stimulate the patient.

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