"How is it, does this Doctor Fang have any results?" In another small room, a middle-aged man in his fifties was moving around impatiently.

He is Zhang Lin's father.

"There are no results for the time being. I feel as ...... as the doctors used to be," a staff member said cautiously in front of a surveillance screen.

What is displayed on the screen is the surveillance image of Fang Yuhao and Zhang Lin. Of course, this small surveillance is extremely hidden, and the two people inside are completely unaware.

Zhang Lin was in a state of panic with her hands on her chest.

After a while, they saw Fang Yuhao's excited look again.

Zhang Lin's father was a little confused, and he almost got green smoke on his head.

What's going on?

Excited?!

"It's all rubbish!"

The middle-aged man stared at it for a long time, but fortunately Fang Yuhao didn't have any other weird moves. It took a lot of effort for him to suppress the irritability in his heart and sit down.

"Wait a little longer."

Behind him, several psychiatrists also looked embarrassed. When they saw the strange scene of Fang Yuhao scratching his head and touching his ears, they invariably had a certain schadenfreude in their hearts.

Another colleague has fallen into trouble.

Moreover, this kid who came out of nowhere, his behavior seems to be a little weird, can't he be a crazy person himself?

In the hearts of their group, there is really a bit of a contradiction. On the one hand, starting from the doctor's professional ethics, I still hope that Zhang Lin can be cured, although this probability is very small; On the other hand, if they are really cured, wouldn't it seem that their group of people are really waste?

In short, Zhang Lin is likely to have a split personality or have a very serious paranoia. For today's medicine, there is no choice but to be locked up in a psychiatric sanatorium to recuperate. Even these doctors are helpless, what can this Doctor Fang do?

Manufacturing tycoons, no matter how much money they make, they don't even have offspring, and they are over fifty years old, and it is very difficult to have another one.

The diagnosis continues......

"Well, then, if you can trust me, you can not speak."

Fang Yuhao thought for a while and continued: "What about me, my name is Fang Yuhao, an ordinary psychiatrist...... A self-introduction with a little humor has been used many times, and the effect is very good every time.

Zhang Lin raised her head slightly, as if looking at him.

In the empty eyes, an inexplicable emotion was revealed, and there was a faint sense of doubt and asking for help.

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao noticed this "sense of help", and he immediately spoke: "What you want to express, just think about it in your mind, and keep trust in me, I will know." Don't say it, don't be afraid, trust me, believe me......

"Only then can I help you."

He walked up to Zhang Lin's side and whispered reassurance.

Zhang Lin lowered her head and trembled.

Fang Yuhao focused his attention on her, and gradually, a wonderful sense of jumping appeared in his mind, and this beating became more and more active, more and more active.

"Heart-to-heart communication, it seems to have succeeded!"

However, this time it felt very strange, Fang Yuhao only saw a strange gray cloud.

Through this layer of clouds, the contents of it were actually obscured.

He couldn't read any of the information.

"I can't see through her mental world directly! It shouldn't be. ”

"Could it be that her spiritual world was originally a cloud of mist?"

This situation was also encountered by Fang Yuhao for the first time, and he couldn't help scratching his head and kept thinking.

"Perhaps, I need to go in and take a look for myself......"

Thinking of doing it, Fang Yuhao said in a soft tone: "You stretch out your hand, don't be afraid, I'll help you diagnose your pulse." ”

The moment he touched her finger, Fang Yuhao instantly felt a ...... Cold as a dead man! This feeling came from his heart, and goosebumps suddenly rose all over his body.

It was a second or two before he felt the normal body temperature that belonged to a living person.

"It's ...... Delusion? ”

He was stunned for a moment, slightly hesitant in his heart.

This patient was so eccentric, very abnormal in every way, and faintly made him a little uneasy.

But soon, he raised his fighting spirit again, it was not his style that hesitated to hesitate, and after making up his mind, he directly launched his "heart communication" ability.

This time, he touched the mysterious world full of gray mist with his fingers, and felt a faint sense of obstruction.

It was this layer of gray mist that hindered his mind from reading.

He gently brushed away the mist, which was cold and damp, like clouds on a rainy day.

At this moment, Zhang Lin trembled, and once again felt uneasy, Fang Yuhao could only bite the bullet, and with a horizontal heart, he forcibly walked into this layer of gray fog.

He went deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper.

The sky suddenly became dark......

It seemed that he was not in the small room full of light, but suddenly, he was in a ruined dark corner.

At the same time, the connection between the spirit and the body began to loom.

Fang Yuhao was shocked.

"Looks like a hospital?"

"Is this Zhang Lin's spiritual world...... So weird? He thought for a few seconds, crouched down, and touched the solid ground.

"It's so real, doesn't it look fake?! I'm not going to cross over, am I? ”

This is very different from the spiritual world that I have been exposed to in the past!

In the past, everything we came into contact with in the spiritual world was abstract, such as the sky, the ocean, the rainbow, or something purely virtual, but this time...... It seems a little different.

"There are no beliefs that can be extracted, and they are all physical objects?"

Before he could explore it in detail, a hint suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Note: You have entered the GB4-FF6-IPK, ultra-small Level-2 Idealistic World.] 】

[There is an idealistic phenomenon in this world, please pay for safety, forcibly returning to the main material world requires 112.3 faith fragments. 】

What a situation!

His eyes widened, and his heart beat wildly.

"I ...... it"

Straight into the world of true idealism...... And not the world of the mind?

Most critically, he ...... Can't get out!

112.3, where did he get so many fragments of faith?!

Rao is Fang Yuhao was bold, and when he suddenly learned the news, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Death to the system! You didn't even tell me beforehand! ”

Idealistic world!

Inexplicably came to a real idealistic world, is this a rhythm that wants to be directly with demons and monsters? He was in a state of ignorance of all the rules here.

It took a while for him to hold back his panic and begin to observe and think about his current situation. No matter how much you scold, the system can't pay more attention to it.

Suddenly entering a world of idealism, waiting for death here, is not his style.

He cautiously looked around.

The dilapidated hospital is silent, deserted, and empty.

There were a few staggered medical facilities in the hallway, and a rusty hospital bed with several hanging bottles of cloudy liquid. There was something black, greasy on the ground, I don't know if it was blood or something dirty.

When these things are combined, there is an indescribable sense of weirdness.

The environment was dark, with only a glimmer of moonlight streaming through the windows, cold and cold.

This is the most common scene in horror films.

Fang Yuhao clutched his chest and tilted his ears sideways.

Vaguely, there was a kind of "woo" crying, I don't know if it was an illusion or a real one, and his heart trembled when he heard it.

"Lao Tzu has a system!"

Although he knew that this damn system was definitely the type of person who would not save himself and let himself hang up, he still secretly cheered himself up like this.

No way, people always have to have a little spiritual support.

He violently cracked the steel bars on the window, trying to open a window, and found that it was completely closed. With all the strength of his body, there was no way to break the window in the slightest.

The door was also closed, as if it had been glued with 502, and it was impossible to open it with brute force.

"There won't be any monsters out there, will they?"

Fang Yuhao tried to move a fire extinguisher again, wanting to use it as a weapon for himself, but found that it was firmly glued to the wall and couldn't move.

"Almost everything can't be moved."

"Is it ...... a super-small idealistic world?"

All of these things are going on the bad side.

Wait a minute, there's light there!

Fang Yuhao tried to take a few steps forward, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly hid back in the corner.

He found out that it was the green lights of the hospital! In this dim environment, the flickering and faintly shining green light looks even more eerie.

There are three small words "operating room" written on it. But it is the only source of light other than the moon.

There, too, there was a door, ajar.

"What should I do?"

Fang Yuhao was a little hesitant.

Cranky thoughts were more terrifying than real ghosts, and as time passed, his heart beat faster and faster, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat. Fear seeps out of the bone marrow and penetrates every cell in the body, and that feeling of being startled is simply experiencing a nightmare.

This kind of scene with a glow of green light, put in a horror movie, is definitely a good place to die.

He was sure that after entering Zhang Lin's spiritual world, he somehow ran to this Level-2 spiritual world.

In other words, this idealistic world itself exists in Zhang Lin's mind.

I'm just going by mistake!

"I also have an idealistic world in my head, or is it Level-3...... What would happen to that world if I hung up? Will it blow up suddenly? ”

"What the hell is going on?"

"That's right! Can this idealistic world and Zhang Lin's mental illness have a series of connections? ! Could it be that she has been constructing the scene of surgery in her own mind? That's why the world of idealism was born? ”

"Or, I should have smashed the whole hospital! You can collapse the world! ”

Fang Yuhao tried his best to stir his mind, trying his best to stop himself from thinking nonsense.

He went back and fumbled around in the hospital.

No information, no information!

It is simply impossible to destroy any scene in this hospital with the physical body. The space is very small, and in other places, the door is closed, and nothing can be done, so there is only this corridor to move around.

Where there was a strange light source, he didn't dare to go.

After about twenty minutes, the "woo" sound sounded again from the direction of the light source, this time more clearly, as if a woman was crying in fear.

"Damn, do you really want to go over and see if you can't do it? This is death! ”

He clenched his hands into fists, his muscles bulged, and his whole body went limp.

But staying here won't help...... In the world of idealism, when you hear it, it is unreasonable.

"I don't have enough fragments of faith right now to escape from this world."

"No way ......"

"It sounds like a human cry. Don't be afraid. ”

"It's a big deal and it's just head-on! Grass! ”

He gradually made up his mind, hardened his head, moved his steps inch by inch, and walked towards the place where the light source was.

It was a hidden door, a former operating room.

The closer he got, the clearer this "woo-woo" cry became, making him almost vigilant to the limit.

With a "click", Fang Yuhao blushed and pushed open the door of the operating room.

He was suddenly stunned.

He saw a woman in a blue dress squatting on the ground!

The woman shuddered, and the "whine" sound came from her mouth.

It's not ...... Zhang Lin?

What's going on?

When Zhang Lin saw Fang Yuhao, he was full of excitement, and grabbed Fang Yuhao with one hand: "Doctor Fang......"

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Fang Yuhao was grabbed by her cold hands, and he felt soft all over, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees inexplicably.

Suddenly, Zhang Lin somehow let go of his hands.

"Dr. Fang......"

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

She shouted hoarsely, but her body couldn't move, and she shouted again and again, making Yu Hao's scalp tingle.

At this moment, he heard another kitten-like meow, as if it was also a cry, but it was very shrill and soft.

But it was this sound that made him feel like he had fallen into an ice hole.

On the operating table, there is a black shadow, and the kitten-like sound is from it!

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a baby.

One...... Babies who have died! There are also various surgical instruments like forceps placed next to it!

The baby's two eyes were staring at Zhang Lin hollowly, not moving, and the woman seemed to be frozen like this.

Fang Yuhao swallowed hard.

Faced with this strange phenomenon, he felt a little panicked.

His heart was beating wildly, and his whole body began to be paralyzed and weak, and the only reason he had left made him resist the urge to run.

There is only such a place in this scene, where can he run?

What is it? Why are you pestering Zhang Lin?

Will it be your turn?

Something to do, something must be done!

A large amount of information was going back in his mind, and he racked his brain to start thinking of a way.

Zhang Lin was just crying, howling incessantly, wanting to ask Fang Yuhao for help. But no matter what, her whole body couldn't move, as if she was completely paralyzed.

Fang Yuhao felt that although the baby did not move, his empty eyes seemed to have noticed him......