Thriller Paradise Chapter 1172: Crazy. No. Feeling (7)

Not long after, Feng Bujue carefully ate the noodles that were not soaked in sauce. Then, he stirred the remaining noodles and sauce together.

After this treatment, just judging from the rest of the bowl, there is nothing wrong with it.

Furthermore, the nurses would not be very serious about checking the leftover food the patients ate...They only need to confirm that the other party has eaten more than 60% of everything.

So, after fifteen minutes, the nurses saw that all three patients had stopped eating, so they came over and put away the plates.

After the food delivery staff collected the plates and leftover food, they just casually dumped these things into the trash can under the cart, and then pushed the cart away.

At this point, breakfast time should have ended.

But...the nurses did not take the three patients out of this room.

Not only that, the six people actually went out with the food delivery staff...

"HO~What are you going to do..." After all of them went out and closed the door of the room, Brother Jue said in his heart, "Could it be that they are going to use some kind of remote control Device to remove the metal bands on us, let the three of us come to the iron cage to fight or to wrestle?"

This speculation is just a spit in my heart, and he also understands...that is absolutely impossible.

Unfolding like that will inevitably leave scars on the patient's body, and may even lead to serious injury or death of the patient; even if the effect of the drug afterwards makes the memory disappear, it is impossible to erase the physical injury.

Therefore, Feng Bujue is quite certain that no armed conflict will occur in the future.

However, he really can't think of...what exactly is the upcoming change before him.

Because Brother Jue knows himself very well, he knows... Yesterday, the day before yesterday, every day... During this period of time, "Feng Bujue" must have thought about leaving information about this memory to a few Self in hours.

But...every day, he only gets information about breakfast; and there are no clues about what happened between the time after breakfast and the end of the "fragment".

And this situation undoubtedly made Brother Jue a strong curiosity.

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"Square nails...round nails...big nails...small nails...black nails...white nails..."

One minute passed in a hurry.

The chanting sound of the skull face became louder and louder, and his unclear lines echoed throughout the room.

"I said... the big brother over there." At this time, Feng Bujue spoke. Instead of talking to the skull face, he said to another guy who looked like a perverted murderer, "Although I I also understand...You may not be able to answer me, but I still ask for a moment...Do you know what will happen next?"

The man obviously heard this sentence, but he just turned his head and glanced at Brother Jue, without answering anything.

Time passes in this delicate atmosphere.

Feng Bujue became more and more uneasy as this progressless and inexplicable process got longer and longer.

Today, he doesn’t need to leave any information for himself a few hours later, because he didn’t take amnestics, and the thing that disturbed him was exactly-even if he wanted to stay, there was nothing to keep; because Nothing really happened.

He just sat here with the two unfamiliar patients for more than half an hour, constantly thinking about it.

Just when he started planning to use a head hammer on the table to see if anyone would take care of him... Suddenly, the exit door opened.

Six nurses walked in talking and laughing, and one after another unlocked the three patients from the chairs, ready to take them back to the ward.

Until this moment, Feng Bujue finally learned the truth from the conversations of the nurses and the smell in the mouths of these guys.

And the truth... made him feel a strong pain.

In fact, during the period just now, nothing special happened; the purpose of the nurses who kept the three patients here was actually to release the wind.

According to the regulations of the superior department, even patients in solitary confinement must be guaranteed to come out once a day to "release the wind"; and in order to simplify this matter, the hospital finally thought of the way-every morning, in the patient After they came out to wash (because there is no tap water in the ward, they must come out to wash), by the way, take them to this "sunshine" room for breakfast. After eating breakfast, throw them here for a while, and treat them as letting go.

And when these three were sitting in a daze in the room, the staff responsible for the "room round" happened to be able to check their room; one was to see if they made anything unusual in the room, and the other was to check Hygiene...Anyway, as long as there is no serious pollution (such as the patient's feces smearing the wall, spitting and urinating), the staff will not deliberately do any cleaning.

Also, why are the caregivers going out?

The answer is even simpler...because some of them also have breakfast.

Speaking of... Brother Jue is also wronged. In the past twenty days, he has never left any particularly serious stains in the room. Therefore, when the staff inspected his room... I left after reading it. I didn't clean and organize it at all.

Even if they cleaned it up once, Feng Bujue should have guessed the truth about "breakfast time". Unfortunately, not once...

As for...why do you want to give "amnesia pills" to breakfast?

At this time, Feng Bujue realized with hindsight...This medicine didn't seem to be taken to make him forget the memory of a certain period of time; in fact, this is what this mental hospital is used for It's just a medicine for "treatment of mental illness."

On the first day he came here, the first thing the caregiver said to him was: "I warn you, if your kid dares to shout something like "moon step" or "land foot" Call me... but it’s not as good as changing the ward and increasing the dose... You just wait for the electric shock treatment."

In this sentence, a very important message has been revealed, and that is-the hospital did not deliberately conceal the medication on Ge Guo, and the amount of medication has been increased.

So... how did the "medicine" apply to him?

Now it seems clear at a glance—for breakfast, mixed with an unidentified, dose-enhanced version of the "nerve blocker"; lunch, adding some pleasant marijuana-like things, may be for anti- Depression; supper... sleeping pills, don’t explain.

In other words, Feng Bujue’s memory loss is not a conspiracy, it is simply a side effect of the drug...

Previously, Feng Bujue had fragmentation when he met Dr. Yuan, which is also a good evidence-if the hospital deliberately caused him to have memory loss, then Dr. Yuan would not choose to do it in the morning. After checking it, I won't be inexplicable about the sudden reaction of Brother Jue.

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"Meow me." After returning to the ward, Feng Bujue quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

After thinking about it, he naturally felt more painful...

"Ah...I really despise myself..." Feng Bujue was paralyzed on the ground, "After investigating for so long, I thought it was the most important part... The result was the most indifferent..."

His frustration lasted for less than two minutes, and then he turned over...and started doing push-ups.

In the final analysis... Whether this investigation spares detours or finds out quickly, for him, the difference is not very big... The latter is nothing more than a little more time.

Time is the most indispensable thing for Feng Bujue now.

Every day, from the moment he opens his eyes, all his time except eating, sleeping and going to the toilet is "free time."

Feng Bujue worked hard for only one goal during these freely allocated time-to escape.

As early as after the conversation with Dr. Yuan, an escape plan had been formed in Feng Bujue's mind; he was a very efficient executor, so... when that idea came up, he immediately Started to exercise.

Strong physique is one of the basic conditions for successful "jailbreak".

The fat man who breathes in two steps, the thin man who is as empty as a refugee, and the strong man who has a sturdy body and walks like a parkour...Which of the three succeeded in the escape activity? The rate is high, it's obvious at a glance.

Feng Bujue’s plan is...it will take two to three months to complete the transformation of his body. During this period, he needs to collect as much information as possible to develop a more specific escape plan.

At the moment, there are five days left in the first month, and Jue's harvest in this month is also good.

He has mastered the schedule of daily activities related to him, all the recipes for three meals a day, and the rationing requirements for "necessities" and so on.

Even if he is asked to run away immediately, he is sure of it.

But... he is still prepared to wait; because his body is indeed a bit weak... Even though he has been practicing for more than 20 days, he can only be raised to the level of a normal young person. According to Feng Bujue’s idea, he had to train to the point where he could kill with his bare hands before he could execute the plan...

"Ah... after all, it's a body that hasn't done any exercise for more than ten years...Every day is so sour and refreshing..." Brother Jue said while doing push-ups, "Fortunately, This body is not the kind of physique that is easy to get fat, otherwise I have to lose a few months of fat first...

"In addition, I have to thank the diet here; in general, all aspects are relatively balanced, carbohydrates, meat protein and vegetable fiber can be eaten...Although it is not as good as the kind of customized recipes for fitness, Such a match is already very good. If I were really locked in a place like a concentration camp, it would be more difficult to improve my physical fitness..."

As he thought about it, he had already done fifty push-ups.

As far as the physical stamina of this body is concerned, it is necessary to stop and rest for a while to achieve this amount, otherwise it will not be good for the muscles.

"Huh...It's still a long time before the next tour, I'll take it off first." Feng Bujue just took a breath and decided to take off his clothes.

Some people may find it strange, why is he all right to undress?

Actually, he not only has to take off his clothes, he hasn't even let go of his pants...

So why is this? You will understand when you read it.

"Toilet paper is enough, very good..." After taking himself naked, Feng Bujue walked to the corner of the room, ready to get the toilet paper.

Here, I want to declare that if you want to be crooked at this moment, it is your problem... It is not my crooked writing...

"Life is always a play~Why don't you care too much about grievances and grievances~" Brother Jue picked up the roll of toilet paper and began to hum; it hummed and slowly unfolded the toilet paper, pressing a certain amount. The law is entangled in his body.

This scene... is indeed a bit weird.

If there is a caregiver passing by at this moment, as soon as you open the baffle, you will see a naked man in the room slowly "wrapping" himself in toilet paper, and singing a little song in his mouth...

If I were the nursing worker, I might think that my opening method was wrong, I opened it again, and after the second confirmation, I left silently, and asked the doctor for some psychiatric medicine. Always get out of my mind...

Okay, get back to business.

"I smile proudly~ and smile proudly~" When Brother Jue sang the climax of the second part of the song, he had already wrapped up the toilet paper.

Because he does this every day and repeats it several times, he is quite skilled now.

After getting it done, Feng Bujue wore this "toilet paper sportswear" and started a long run...

To make a long story short~IndoMTL.com~ After running for nearly forty minutes, Feng Bujue estimated that the time to patrol was about to come; he immediately stopped running and used the fastest speed to wipe the tissues that had been soaked in sweat on his body. He took it down, divided it into lumps and threw it into the sewer (the sewer pipe in this ward can be directly thrown in), and then put on the clothes quickly.

It didn't take long for the nursing staff to come; the other party didn't say hello, and he opened the baffle on the upper part of the door and glanced inward, and what he saw Feng Bujue... everything was normal, and he was wearing a rather dry patient. I am wiping my face with a tissue.

"Excuse me...can I have a glass of water?" The moment he met the caregiver's eyes, Brother Jue said.

Seeing this, you must have guessed it too... This is Feng Bujue's way of covering up the fact that "I am exercising".

On the second day, he did not consider the issue of "sweating", so much so that he got all his clothes soaked that day, which slightly aroused the suspicion of the nurse.

So, when he took a bath and changed a set of clothes, he implemented this strategy, which is why...The nursing union reported to Dr. Yuan that "the 3232 toilet paper has been used very quickly recently." (To be continued.) Enable new URL