"I don't understand." There were many people around, and Zheng Shu couldn't directly tell Xie Yinxue about the strangeness of the diary he handed over to him and Mu Yuji last night, and hinted again after this sentence was finished, "I can't understand it all." ”

"You can't understand Chinese, can't you read?"

Hu Li, the grandson of the current twenty-four filial piety, heard their words and glanced at them, only to see nineteen big characters written on the white paper in front of Xie Yinxue.

There are not many words, and they are simple, and there are no rare words, but it is true that Hurley cannot understand something-

[The material for making human head rice: one grain of rice, or one human head. 】

Huley: "...... Well, I don't quite understand it either. ”

Then he turned his head again and looked at Liu Buhua's work.

Liu Buhua didn't write, he was drawing.

"You're drawing peonies, aren't you?" Huley was shocked, "Damn, your painting is too good!" ”

Liu Buhua has been crazy in all his performances so far, and Hu Li has already tacitly assumed that he is really crazy, but at this moment, Liu Buhua used an ordinary black carbon pen to draw a peony flower in a very beautiful and lifelike state in a few minutes.

Liu Buhua said proudly: "After all, it's my self-portrait." ”

Huley: "? ”

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Whether it is Liu Buhua's appearance when he first entered the dungeon, or the image of a head flower patient who is easy to lose his value after looking at it for a long time, this prosperous and beautiful black peony cannot be his self-portrait, and Hu Li doesn't know where Liu Buhua got the confidence to say such things.

What's more, not only Hu Li, but even Lu Shuo, who had been with Liu Buhua and Xie Yinxue in the initial copy, now can't remember Liu Buhua's true face, he and Xiao Siyu haven't thought about writing or painting something, and when they heard Liu Buhua say that they had painted a self-portrait of themselves, they approached the young man to watch it for reference.

"Did you spend self-portraits? I want to see it. ”

Liu Buhua directly held the painting high and said generously: "Look at it casually." ”

"Good-looking is really good-looking, it's just ......" Xiao Siyu's expression was complicated, "It's not very like you." ”

Concubine Xiang, Song Qingyun and Cui Rujie also echoed the onlookers: "...... Truly. ”

"Don't you think it's like that?" Doctor Hei Tong suddenly interjected into everyone's conversation at this time, and there was a rare relaxed smile in his voice, he usually either sneered or ridiculed, as if it was a heartfelt laughter at this moment, it was extremely rare, "I think it's quite similar." ”

He took the drawing paper from Liu Buhua's hand and played with it for two minutes, and finally praised it from the bottom of his heart: "Yes, I will ask Aunt Mary to frame it and hang it in the corridor for future patients to see." ”

Liu Buhua bowed politely when she heard this, her eyes drooped to the ground, her mouth raised her eyes, and she said modestly with Dr. Heitong: "Where, where, you have won the prize." ”

Doctor Heitong couldn't stop nodding, raised his hand and patted Liu Buhua's shoulder and said with relief: "The treatment is very effective for you, and you have begun to look like a normal person." I'll go find Aunt Mary and pick up your luggage later. ”

Everyone couldn't bother to complain about how Liu Buhua looked like a normal person, because most of their attention was on Dr. Heitong's last sentence - they could retrieve their luggage.

At the beginning of the copy, almost everyone had more or less luggage in their hands, but after going to the first floor to gather and came back, those luggage disappeared inexplicably, Su Xunlan asked Aunt Mary, and the answer was: [I checked that there are weapons hidden in your luggage, how can patients touch these dangerous things? I'll keep it for you first, and when your condition improves and you can control your behavior, I'll give it back to you. 】

After hearing this, Su Xunlan still felt that Aunt Mary was targeting them, after all, she hated that hospitalized patients were written on her face.

But later, Yu Fengzhu, who is a nurse, also went over to ask, but got another paragraph: [I found that there are weapons hidden in your luggage, which may cause harm to the patients in the hospital, so I will keep it for you for the time being, and I will return it to you when you may be in danger. 】

- In short, both nurses and patients have a certain moment to get their bags back. The difference is that patients are getting better and nurses are in danger.

Now, the time seems to have come for patients to be able to retrieve their luggage: just let the doctor feel that their condition is improving. It's no wonder that today's "treatment" requires the presence of a psychiatrist, and the nurses don't seem to be of much use.

"I don't think my godbrother's condition has improved." But when he heard this, Huley couldn't help it anymore, "I think he's getting sicker." ”

Chen Yun, Lu Shuo and Xiao Siyu all wanted to nod when they heard this.

When I thought back to the first copy, Liu Buhua, who had a clear face and was as slender as a bamboo, was such an elegant man, and now he was about to change his species.

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor? I said he's okay, he's good. Dr. Heitong did not allow anyone to question his medical skills, glanced at Hu Li coldly, pointed to the blank paper in front of him and said, "You can't write or draw, are you already so sick?" Do you want me to get you a coloring book? ”

Huli hurriedly sat back in his seat and meditated: "But I don't know what to write." ”

"If you really don't know, then record what you really see and hear." Doctor Heitong said in a cold voice, "Based on these real pictures and words, I can judge the condition of your condition." ”

It's similar to going to a psychiatrist in real life and the doctor asks you what hallucinations you have seen and what auditory hallucinations you have, and you need to describe them truthfully so that the doctor can have an accurate judgment of your condition.

Just like someone who is particularly afraid of snakes, they will regard all long strip-shaped objects, even chopsticks, as snakes, and can only eat with a fork and spoon.

If you don't make it clear and just say that you are afraid of snakes, the doctor may not be able to prescribe the right medicine and treat you smoothly.

Hearing this, Hu Li took a deep breath, clutched his pen and carefully recalled the scene of last night, gradually, his whole body was a little empty, as if he had entered some kind of meditative state, but at this time the back of his head suddenly hurt, as if he was stabbed by some sharp hard object, and his brain was sucked clean.

A normal person would have reacted to this situation, either shaking violently, or raising his hand to cover the sore spot, or jumping up from his chair if the reaction was greater—but Huley didn't have any of them, he still sat still, his body seemed to be occupied by another soul, and began to write on the paper:

[Last night I saw a lot of huge white maggots, fat as if their bodies were stuffed with fat, and emitted a greasy fishy smell; There are also caterpillars with bright colors and spikes on their backs...... They all writhed and moved closer to me, grabbing me with their worm feet and pincers, trying to drag me to the corpse incinerator to be charred, and I had a gut feeling that if I did get caught by them, I would die like this, or ...... Become one of them. 】

After writing these words, Hu Li was free to control his body, he looked at the black words he had written in horror, threw away the pen with a scream, got up and pulled the collar of Lu Shuo's hospital gown in front of him, lowered his head and shouted: "Help me take a look——! What just bit me?! ”

Lu Shuo replied to him: "Nothing!" ”

"Calm down, nothing bites you." Chen Yun raised his hand to help between the two, wanting to tell Hu Li to let go of his hand first, "There is nothing in this room." ”

Huli let go of his hand and ran away from the chair, away from the paper on the table, shook his head and said, "This is not my ...... writing"

The nurses had nothing to do, but Concubine Xiang had been paying attention to Hu Li's every move because of last night, and when she saw that he was suddenly crazy, she came over to see what he had written, but as Zheng Shu said, they couldn't understand what the patients wrote.

Liu Buhua volunteered: "I'll read it to you, I think he writes very well and has a strong sense of reality." ”

I don't know if these words are strong or not for other people, but for Concubine Xiang, it is a nightmare reappearing, and the goosebumps all over her body are surging before she can finish listening.

It felt like her body was a hive, and every goosebump was a larvae in the hive, which began to emerge after being stimulated by the outside world, making the scalp tingle.

Because what Huley wrote was what he saw after sharing his visions last night!

Therefore, Concubine Xiang couldn't help but mock while being afraid: "Ha! Isn't that what you saw last night? Didn't you write it yet? ”

"Thanks to you, I've seen it all." Concubine Xiang gritted her teeth, and each word accentuated the pronunciation, "One, word, no, poor!" ”

"I'm sorry......" Huli shrunk back from the corner of the wall, the back of his head against the wall, hoping that by doing so, he wouldn't be able to hide the monster behind him, "don't blame me, I don't want to ...... like this"

He and Concubine Xiang were very afraid of that piece of paper, after all, others could only see or hear the cold and boring pale words that were not at all vivid, but what they saw was the real picture.

"It's well written, it's very true, don't you know what to write?" Dr. Heitong also applauded the transcript, "Your handwriting is smooth and clean, and your vivid and clear description of what happened last night shows that you are now conscious and rational." It seems that the treatment is also very effective for you, and you have started to look like a normal person. Let's go to Aunt Mary to get your luggage later. ”

With that, Dr. Heitong picked up the papers, made a few small holes in the side, bound them into a book, and stuffed them into the bookshelves in the entertainment room.

Zheng Shu looked at this scene and already roughly knew how the "diary" came about. He turned his head to look at Xie Yinxue, wanting to discuss with the young man if he could find any clues from the "diaries" left by other patients, but before he could speak, he saw another silent and cold, ghostly and ghostly Doctor Bu walking in the direction of Xie Yinxue.

"Are you done?"

The man's voice was slow and hoarse, but not indifferent, a little inconsistent with his strange appearance with a pair of beastly eyes, and if he ignored these, it seemed that he deliberately approached the young man in front of him and wanted to whisper something to him that only the two of them could hear.

The young man really raised his face, smiled softly, and whispered to the man, "I've written it." ”

It's a pity that this is not a private place, and the behavior and actions of anyone here will be exposed to the eyes of others, so the black pupil doctor also followed, grabbed the paper in front of Xie Yinxue, grabbed the paper in front of Xie Yinxue, roughly scanned the content on it and asked, "What did you write?" ”

Xie Yinxue said: "Real recipes. ”

He also emphasized the "authenticity" of the recipe: "I have eaten it. ”

"Heads cooking?" Dr. Black Hitomi scoffed, "Are you a pervert?" ”

Xie Yinxue pointed out: "This is not my cooking, I'm just a diner who eats vegetables, and you have to ask the chef who cooks the dishes." ”

"Normal people don't eat this kind of dish, and if you continue to insist that you have eaten this dish, I will think that your brain is not normal." Doctor Heitong turned the paper over, and turned his back to Xie Yinxue, "I don't know what to write, just write down what you saw last night." ”

I also ate this "perverted dish", and Chen Yun, Lu Shuo and Xiao Siyu, who just wanted to help Xie Yinxue explain, silently shut their mouths when they heard this.

"Okay."

Xie Yinxue corrected her mistake when she knew it, picked up her pen and ink, and drew a slender figure with a thin waist and long legs on the paper...... Aunt Mary.

His painting skills are even more superb than Liu Buhua, and even Aunt Mary herself can't find fault with it.

"This is a portrait of Aunt Mary." Xie Yinxue said, "I saw her last night. ”

Step Jiuzhao: "? ”

Xie Yinxue also saw him last night, why didn't you draw him?

In order to prevent anyone from discovering that he was secretly having a tryst with Xie Yinxue for public purposes, he also pretended to patrol the hospital for a while, and arrested Hu Li back to the ward, even if Xie Yinxue drew him, he would not be caught.

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"It's really good." Bu Jiu praised coldly with a clear conscience, "Let's frame it and hang it in a while." ”

Dr. Black agreed: "I think so." ”

"Thank you." Xie Yinxue was accustomed to Bu Jiuzhao's cautious eyes, glanced at him with a smile, and then turned to the side and looked at Bian Yuchen in front of him.

Xie Yinxue felt that Bian Yuchen was just like him, he was a smart person,

Sure enough, Bian Yuchen smiled when he met his eyes, and said, "I also saw Aunt Mary, she carried you to bed." ”

"Have you all seen Aunt Mary, why haven't I seen her?" Lu Shuo raised his hand to speak, "As soon as I opened my eyes last night, I found that I was in the public toilet, and I was almost scared to death, so I went out to find the nurse and took it immediately after getting the medicine, and it was already morning when I woke up later, and I didn't know how to get back to the ward." ”

Because Lu Shuo was afraid that he would suddenly become ill after taking the medicine late, he would run to the public toilet for some "supper".

"Aunt Mary must have carried you back." Concubine Xiang told him, "Chen Yun fell asleep immediately after taking the medicine last night, I was afraid that she would fall and was going to help her, but Aunt Mary moved faster and took Chen Yun away." ”

"Is that so?" Lu Shuo asked Song Qingyun that he found Song Qingyun last night and took the medicine in front of her.

Song Qingyun replied: "Yes, she carried you back." ”

Xie Yinxue turned her head at the right time, followed the words of Concubine Xiang and Song Qingyun, and looked at Chen Yun and Lu Shuo with an indifferent expression.

Lu Shuo didn't think much about it when he saw Xie Yinxue watching, and he was a little embarrassed, so he grabbed his head helplessly and looked at the young man.

And Chen Yun and Xie Yinxue in addition to the gluttonous banquet dungeon, they also got along for a while in the dungeon of the Eternal Doom Academy, Xie Yinxue even helped her evade the search of the "students" in the end, and let her directly paddle and fish until the end of the dungeon, so even if Xie Yinxue was alienated from them in the current dungeon and had been cold and indifferent, Chen Yun knew that Xie Yinxue must have his purpose in doing this.

So now, what does Xie Yinxue want to tell her?

Chen Yun frowned, thinking carefully about the conversation between the others—the topic they had just had just had revolved around Aunt Mary, about Aunt Mary taking them back to the ward after they fell asleep...... Wait, she seems to know.

Bian Yuchen said that Aunt Mary carried Xie Yinxue to bed;

Concubine Xiang said that she was taken away by Aunt Mary;

Song Qingyun said that Lu Shuo was carried away by Aunt Mary.

"Carrying", "hugging", and "carrying" are three completely different actions, and the body language and emotions they express are also completely different. Among them, the action of "hugging" has a sense of pity in it, since Aunt Mary can carry Xie Yinxue, an adult man, to bed, then why should she, a girl with a lower weight, use a hug?

It would be farting to say that Aunt Mary would have a better attitude towards girls, and Aunt Mary will only be partial to the participants who are nurses. Then there is only one explanation for Aunt Mary's "loving" attitude towards her, a "patient" who is the object of disgust—the Aunt Mary who carried her back to the ward last night was not the real Aunt Mary!