Chapter 3: Something Lost
Hou Xiaojunshi received the news of Lu Chen's admission to the hospital from the third aunt, so he rushed over non-stop. Because the third aunt knows that Lu Chen is not very reliable, she must have a guarantor when renting a house. Hou Xiaojun played this role. But this may be the one thing Hou Xiaojun regrets the most. Because it hasn't stopped since. I always receive greetings from the third aunt from time to time.
Hou Xiaojun has been pondering on the way here, although Lu Chen is thin and weak, but his physical fitness is good, they have been in college for four years, and they don't seem to have seen him go to the hospital, and even the common cold doesn't seem to find him easily. Except for being a little thinner like myself, there is really no other problem. The whole dormitory knows that they are the toughest. Although they are engaged in different careers after graduation, these two brothers seem to be more iron than when they were in school. This time the thin iron man was in the hospital, and he was really worried.
He ...... He...... What is he?" saw Lu Chen looking at himself with a confused look in his eyes. Hou Xiaojun felt a little bottomless in his heart. As if thinking of something, Hou Xiaojun slowly straightened up, stared at Lu Chen who was lying on the hospital bed, and slowly retreated to the side of the third aunt, his mouth snuggling in the direction of Xiaobai. asked cautiously.
"I guess it is...... There's something wrong here!" The third aunt replied in a whisper as she pointed to her head.
"Hmm!"
The thin man standing next to the third aunt also nodded and responded in agreement.
Hou Xiaojun felt that his head was three big all of a sudden, and this time it was miserable! Originally, Lu Chen's art was not favored by everyone, because it was possible that he would not be normal by art. In addition, Lu Chen has a personality, and he has painted a lot of works, but no one cares about them. As for his life, it is also a mess, and it is common not to go out for a few days. In the past, he also joked with Lu Chen, don't paint it as mentally ill. And this time it came true.
Suddenly, a name popped into his head, "Van Gogh"
"It's over, it's over!" was the only sound Hou Xiaojun could make at this time.
Xiao Bai on the hospital bed looked at the strange behavior of these people, his mind seemed to be a little clearer, he tried to calm himself, and finally figured out a clue, could it be that he broke into the legendary "mortal world".
In the past, I heard the old man turtle talk about the things in the mortal world, except for the different clothes, all other aspects seemed to be the same as these people in front of him.
But how did he come to the mortal realm?
Entering and exiting the two realms of immortals and mortals is the biggest prohibition in the two realms of immortals and mortals for tens of thousands of years, and I have only heard of mortals cultivating to achieve positive results and crossing into the immortal realm, but that is also an example that has only existed for thousands or even thousands of years. No one has ever entered the mortal realm, and even if they could, no one would do that. "Luofan" is not a joke.
"That's right! Dragon Ball ......!"
Suddenly, Xiao Bai seemed to think of something, he carefully contracted his mind, and then felt that he was slowly approaching the dantian.
"Boom!"
This was the last impression in Xiaobai's mind before he fainted again. By now, Xiaobai must have fainted more times than he was awake.
......
"He's not doing anything physically, maybe he's mentally wrong, I suggest it! Go to the psychiatric department and get a number and check it carefully. This is the bill for this examination and hospitalization!"
A middle-aged man in a white coat with thick eyes in front of the table said slowly to a few people sitting opposite.
"Doctor! It's not ......! This ...... Is this a mistake! Is there a mental problem?"
Although Hou Xiaojun suspected that it was a problem in this regard, he was still reluctant to believe this conclusion. So he asked unwillingly.
The doctor raised his head, glanced at Hou Xiaojun through the thick spectacle lenses, and then lowered his head and wrote on a list in a font that others couldn't read.
"It's hard to say! I'd better check it out!"
After speaking, he handed the list that had been written to Hou Xiaojun.
Hou Xiaojun reluctantly took the list, looked left and right, and still couldn't understand. I had no choice but to say thank you, and turned around and went out.
The number of the charging window still surprised Hou Xiaojun, this is a good inspection, and he didn't prescribe any medicine, and a thousand yuan is gone?
"It seems that this disease is really not something that ordinary people can afford, grandma's! Half a month's salary is gone!" he left the payment window indignantly, he felt that he should call Lu Chen's eldest brother, if this is really a mental problem, it is really difficult to handle.
Walking to a corner of the hospital, Hou Xiaojun put the list in his mouth and rummaged through his bag with both hands for a long time, then took out a Nokia mobile phone, looked it up and then pressed the broadcast button.