Thriller Paradise Chapter 1169: Crazy. No. Feeling (4)

When the door was closed, only Feng Bujue was left in the small ward.

He sat down there and started thinking.

"Although I have said what I want to say, I can't expect too much from this doctor..." Feng Bujue said, "It is not difficult to see from his attitude that he did not intend to'cure "I... all he wants to do is complete the basic work requirements, complete the two-month shift, and then for the next ten months, he won't have to stay in this ghost place."

While thinking about it, Brother Jue moved to the wall and lay down slowly.

"It's not just him, other doctors, I'm afraid they have this mentality...

"First of all, this mental hospital is a national institution, and their salary for shifts here must be fixed; that is to say...there is no extra money to fish. Therefore, the motivation for the benefit...can already be ruled out Up.

"Secondly, the'patients' of us detained here are basically a group of guys who have been shot twice without misjudgment; according to ordinary people's logic, it is cheaper to be detained here for a lifetime... Under this premise, if someone really'recovered and discharged' from here and re-enter the society, it will inevitably attract a lot of pressure from public opinion.

"In short...From the doctor’s personal point of view, even taking every patient seriously will not do any good. On the contrary, if the patient is'cured', then what will be faced next The trouble, the responsibility... are unimaginable.

"Well... thinking about it this way, putting the hope of leaving here on the doctor, 80% is a waste of time.

"The report has been written for fourteen years, but any doctor who has studied it seriously... it is impossible to find the doubts of the ‘knowledge reserve’.

"The reasons that no one has raised so far are nothing more than two-one is that no one really looks at the thing seriously, they just read it as a story or just scan it over for work. ; Second, some people did see some doubts from it, but... they didn’t say anything, because they didn’t want to spend time and labor for me, such an “incurable super madman”, and didn’t want to put it on my back. Unnecessarily huge risks."

Thinking of this, Feng Bujue stretched his waist and groaned: "Huh...It seems that if you want to leave this place, you can only rely on yourself..."

…………

More than an hour later, it’s lunch time.

The person who came to deliver the meal today didn’t even say anything, but just knocked on the door twice with some kind of hard object (the caregiver was equipped with an electric shock baton), and then directly removed the dinner plate from the lower baffle of the door. Stuffed in.

"Ah...is it time for dinner again..." Feng Bujue saw this, muttering, crawling to the door, "In all fairness, the food here is OK..."

He took the dinner plate in front of him, and after looking over it, he began to formulate an eating strategy.

Explain here that the so-called "eating strategy" actually refers to things like what to eat first, what to eat later, how to eat, and how long it takes to finish eating.

Generally speaking, children who were poor at home when they were young, as long as their brains are not too stupid...it's easy to develop such a habit.

Because the children of poor families do not have the conditions to "eat whatever they want", nor the capital of "leftovers" or "picky eaters".

The moment they sit at the dinner table, they usually think about the question-"How can I use this half of old fat meat and two bites of pickled vegetable lumps to dry this bowl of overnight rice, by the way, let me His mouth and stomach produce the illusion of being full.”

And this... is undoubtedly a subject; it is a skill of "improving the quality of life through methods and methods".

As the saying goes, the environment makes people, that's how it is...

Every month, people who work hard and earn more than two thousand yuan are living; people who have never been to work but can take out more than 20 million casually at home are also living; these two kinds of people Thoughts, habits, horizons, etc... will naturally vary greatly.

Here, we don’t discuss high and low, good and evil, right and wrong, cause and effect... Just say that the knowledge of “saving costs and improving the quality of life under limited conditions” is definitely the former master.

Things like renting a suit for an interview, buying air tickets in the morning, reusing old daily necessities, and going to the supermarket to buy discounted vegetables in the big evening... It is common sense or common thing for the former. , But for the latter, it’s something that you don’t know or don’t need to know.

Feng Bujue is obviously also a "poor man". Of course, he has never been so poor to learn the life skills of homeless people (there are also many routines for picking up tatters and begging, I won’t write them in detail here). At the same level, but the level of habit of "eating strategy"... he has developed it since he was a child.

"Such a match..." Feng Bujue looked at the dish and said in his heart, "You can eat half of the tonkatsu first, and put the remaining half on the rice to keep the heat and make the rice stick. Add some oil and water; then grilled bran... It seems that instead of the usual sweet method, it is made into salty. I have to say that it is a failure, because this salty taste conflicts with the taste of salted fish, and it needs to be matched with seaweed. Egg drop soup..."

Just when I felt that I was thinking about these things that even I felt were making up the word count...Suddenly!

"Huh?" He found something... something that made him wonder, "What is this...?"

As he was talking to himself, Feng Bujue half-opened his mouth and moved his tongue a few times, and then... he simply put his hand in his mouth.

After a few seconds, he used the index and middle fingers of his right hand to take out something from his teeth...

"This is..." After staring at the food residue for a few seconds~IndoMTL.com~Feng Bujue quickly came to the conclusion, "Orange?"

Indeed, what he was holding at this time was a handful of orange tendons.

"Could it..." I don't know what he thought of. The next second, he wiped the saliva on his clothes on his clothes, and then he put the ten fingers of both hands in front of his nose. Sniffed carefully a few times.

"Well... there are really." Feng Bujue finished reading this sentence, then he looked sideways and thought, "But...why don't I remember that I have eaten..."

Except for the meal in front of me, Brother Jue has eaten one meal in total since he came here, and he remembers it clearly...there was no oranges for dinner yesterday.

"The smell of oranges remains on my fingers, indicating that I have not only eaten oranges, but I also peeled and ate them myself. It was not someone who put them in my mouth when I was unconscious..." Feng Bujue said immediately. Said, "But I have no memory of eating oranges, it's like..."

At this moment, there was a flash of light in his mind: "It seems like... a memory has been erased." (To be continued.) New website is activated