"Li Sanjin! Do you want to frame Lao Tzu? Liu Feng filmed the case directly, but was pressed down by the security guards around him and restrained in a wheelchair.

At the end of the observation, the patient thought that he was the person he had imagined: Liu Feng. The dose of the medicine was increased and he was locked up in a special ward. ”

Li Sanjin, who was wearing a white coat, was about to leave after writing a few strokes, he didn't care if Liu Feng's condition worsened, or if he returned to normal, and solved Liu Feng's matter as soon as possible, eating a beautiful lunch was what he wanted to do the most.

Liu Feng was dragged and thrown into the ward, and there was no strong nurse to inject him with tranquilizers, or rather, he didn't need any tranquilizers to stay in this ward.

The small ward is only a few square meters in total, and the walls, ceilings and floors of the ward are all made of a soft compression-resistant material, and even the doors are separated by two layers, one layer of soft material shockproof door, and the outer layer is an iron door.

There were no windows around the room, extremely depressing, and there were no vents, the lamps were embedded in the joints between the walls and the ceiling, and a foul smell irritated Liu Feng's nose from time to time, it was a squatting toilet in the corner of the room, and the yellowed stains on it constantly exuded the smell of old feces.

Liu Feng threw a punch at the wall, which felt much better than a sandbag. "If you want to kill yourself here, there's no other way but to bury your head in that toilet......

"Heavenly Machine?"

No one responded to him.

Syllable! Smack! Liu Feng snapped his fingers several times in a row, but nothing happened.

Liu Feng was dumbfounded, sat on the bed, and muttered in his mouth: "The end of the world, zombies, heavenly machines..... Is it all my fantasy? ”

Wrong! Something must be wrong!

But Liu Feng couldn't think about it too much, and the small window on the door of the ward had been opened: "506." ”

Qiu Feihong's voice came from outside the door: "Come out for a routine physical examination." ”

Just as Liu Feng was about to go out, Qiu Feihong said viciously: "If you pick up something and smash it on our brother's head, I will ...... You don't want to live in such a comfortable house...... Wait to send it to Yang Yongxin! ”

"506 is very cooperative today, huh? In the past, he thought his arm was broken. The doctor muttered as he worked.

"Be careful...... After Wang Shaoyang, who was identified as normal last time, was released, the kid 506 always thought that it was our brother who killed Wang Shaoyang. Qiu Sheng reminded the doctor

"Yes, yes, and brought that fool Erliang to us desperately, picked up the mop and hit our heads is a hammer, and laughed after the hammer, saying that our heads exploded." Dunsey shrunk his neck and said with a palpitation.

"The three brothers of the Liu family who came here to inspect last time almost blinded the kid 506, you don't know if you don't do security work......

Several security guards stared at Liu Feng viciously, and did not shy away from telling Liu Feng's great achievements.

"Is this kid so serious?"

"But no, you have to have a little heart, don't look at these guys who are usually stupid, it's okay not to get sick, it's more terrible than anything else to get sick, I can't wait to pounce on your meat and bite it down."

While chatting, several security guards tightened the buttons on Liu Feng's body a little more......

They will not shy away from it in front of Liu Feng, in their eyes, Liu Feng is like a dog with rabies lurking, I don't know when, I will bite you viciously.

And dogs can't understand people's speech, so they don't have to care about Liu Feng's thoughts at all.

"Do you usually treat all mental illness like this?" Liu Feng ignored the doctor who wiped alcohol on his arm, and turned to Qiu Feihong's brother and a few other security guards to ask.

"Yo, can you still talk? What's the matter, I heard that you killed something Nima again? ”

"Hahaha, this thing poured toilet water on his head, pretending that his body was on fire while pouring it, and I laughed to death."

Seeing that these security guards couldn't give him effective answers, Liu Feng didn't pay attention to them.

......

Liu Feng did not make any resistance during the examination, and the doctor quickly processed Liu Feng's various information, and then filled in the form to declare the process.

Qiu Feihong and the others directly sent Liu Feng back to his ward, and in the small space, Liu Feng was the only one......

Now the prison, the police station, the method of punishing the prisoners, the most severe is confinement, stay in a small dark room for a day, a week, a month, no one comes out without fear, no one does not despair of the endless silence.

Liu Feng lay directly on the ground, the floor was soft, probably afraid that the patient would fantasize that he was a diver and come with his head down.

The most critical thing in the current situation is to figure out what his condition is, Liu Feng simply walked a few steps in the ward, jumped a few times, and found that he was a new human being who was not as good as an ordinary person......

So now there are only two cases:

The first type: everything in front of him is fake, it is his own consciousness space, or he is now existing in the consciousness space of others, which he associates from the consciousness space of the heavenly machine.

The second type: This is also the most terrifying one, everything in front of you is real, this is the real world......

In any case, Liu Feng's memory of the "Book of Truth" still exists, and Liu Feng remembers many huge mythological systems in history, if these are all fake, then Liu Feng can write novels.

At least the person who is thinking about the problem in the head of this shell now is Liu Feng, not the psychopath 506.

......

The time for thinking always passed quickly, and Jin Yue's voice sounded outside the door: "It's time to eat." ”

The baffle was opened, and a plate of food was handed in under the door.

At this time, when Liu Feng smelled the smell of food, he realized that he seemed to be a little hungry, if this was in his consciousness, how could he be hungry? If you're hungry, then wouldn't it be?

Liu Feng glanced at the toilet bowl and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I can't figure it out, but I still have to eat rice, people are iron and rice is steel, and I am hungry and panicked if I don't eat a meal.

Because the room was very small, Liu Feng didn't bother to stand up, and crawled directly to the position where the food was delivered.

The lunch in the psychiatric hospital was surprisingly good, with three dishes and one soup plus staple food, which was not at all the viscous and paste-like semi-solid of unknown color as rumored or imagined by Liu Feng.

A meat dish, a vegetarian dish, a cold dish, the tableware is a special tableware, very soft, just enough to hold food, and will not be used by the patient to commit suicide.

Since the end of the world, Liu Feng's mouth has been raised by the chef Wang Ma Pole, but since the blood moon base is goodbye, Liu Feng has rarely eaten serious meals, and now this serious meal is placed in front of Liu Feng, which can't help but make Liu Feng feel a little ironic.

Full of wine and food, people's adaptability made Liu Feng gradually get used to this small and crowded space, and the light that was not bright shone on Liu Feng's face, so that Liu Feng's spirit was scattered little by little......