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Chapter 40: The Asylum

Qiu Bibao quickly walked up to the podium and said loudly:

"Dear guests, since the conference was organized in a hurry, mistakes are inevitable. A crosstalk person actually sneaked in. I am sorry for everyone. The entertainment time is over and the conference will continue."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Yanqiu, who lowered her head and covered her face with her hands.

Duan Xu was invited out of the conference room. He did not leave, but stayed alone at the door of the hotel, basking in the sun until the meeting was over.

The attendees left one after another, and Song Yanqiu walked out of the hotel door.

Duan Xu: "Sister, I'm very sorry. I messed up and embarrassed you."

Song Yanqiu: "It's not your fault. Didn't you see that Qiu Bibao deliberately induced you to make a fool of yourself?"

Duan Xu: "But the truth is indeed true."

Song Yanqiu: "Hey, this is really hard to believe, unless you are Einstein. You go back first, I will need your help in the future, keep in touch."

It's too late to return to Lijiang now. We have to stay in the provincial capital for one night. The Century Hotel opposite the International Hotel is also a good choice.

Kunyang City is like spring all year round, and behind the hotel is Green Lake, where the red-billed seagulls are world-famous.

After breakfast, Duan Xu originally planned to watch the red-billed gulls for a while before taking the high-speed train home.

A 120 ambulance arrived at the door of the hotel, and emergency personnel got out of the car.

"Someone called the emergency number, room 8080."

The hotel waiter swiped the elevator card and the elevator stopped on the eighth floor.

Duan Xu packed up his things and opened the door. There were four people standing at the door, two in white coats and the other two in black suits.

The door to the room was blocked tightly, which didn't feel good. I tried to close it but it was already too late.

Half of the man in the black suit had squeezed in and blocked the door.

"Mr. Duan, we were invited by Song Yanqiu. She said you suffer from schizophrenia and asked us to help you."

A man in a white coat first explained his purpose.

Duan Xu glanced at the four of them and saw that they were coming with bad intentions.

But I was thinking in my heart, I didn’t tell my senior sister where I lived, how did they find it?

If she really wanted to help me, why didn't she do it herself?

There must be something fishy in it.

"Where is Song Yanqiu?"

While Duan Xu was talking, four people rushed in, pushed Duan Xu down on the bed, and covered his head with a quilt.

Duan Xu struggled desperately, and then his feet were restrained by a soft strap, and his hands were firmly held down.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

The whole person was turned over, face down, his clothes were torn off, and the back of his neck was stabbed hard.

It was like being stung by a wasp. After a few seconds, the pain disappeared from the stung area and became a little numb. It gradually spread to the surrounding area. As the numbness spread, the touch of the skin disappeared.

It turned out that he was injected with an anesthetic, and soon he was injected with a sedative.

Duan Xu's hands and feet were released, and he struggled to turn over. The four people in front of him looked a little dazed. They felt like six or eight.

Duan Xu just wanted to stand up and escape from the room.

His limbs no longer obeyed his control. As soon as he stood up, he collapsed on the bed again. He could not control his body.

The ears can hear the four people talking, but the brain does not know what the other person is saying.

A few minutes later, Duan Xu was taken out of the hotel. When he came to the door, he wanted to talk to the waiter, but his tongue could no longer move.

Duan Xu was helped into the ambulance.



Duan Xu opened his eyes. He woke up and looked around confusedly.

Where is this? It's not the Century Hotel. The room looks wrong. Why are there iron bars on the windows?

The clothes also changed into blue and white striped clothes.

Duan Xu climbed up from the bed, walking with some difficulty.

He came to the door, which was locked. It was an iron door with a window on it.

Why am I here? When was I put in jail? Is this a dream?

Duan Xu pushed the door hard, but it wouldn't open, and pulling hard didn't work either.

"Let me out, let me out. Is there anyone? Why are you locking me up?"

He shouted loudly and at the same time kicked the iron door wildly with his feet.

The iron door bounced loudly as it was kicked.

The door opened, not by him, but from the outside.

Three people rushed in from outside the door. Two of them pushed Duan Xu down hard, and the other injected him with another injection.

This time, Duan Xu didn't fall asleep, he just lost his strength. Now, he didn't want to move because it was more comfortable to stay still.

When he bent down slightly, he felt that his spine was about to be broken, so he had to lie down.

"What is this place?"

"Dian Provincial Mental Health Hospital."

"Why am I here?"

No one paid any attention to Duan Xu. The three of them left the room. When the door was closed, Duan Xu heard their conversation.

"It seems that the illness is not serious. I am afraid that I have even forgotten who I am."

"If you lose your IQ, no one will pay to send you in except your own family."

A mental hospital? A lunatic asylum in the eyes of ordinary people. I was regarded as a lunatic?

My parents are honest farmers and would never send their children to a lunatic asylum for trivial matters.

Not to mention relatives and friends, the cost here is not low. Because outside the window is the famous Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake. The scenery here is pleasant, the climate is mild, and the people are simple. I really can’t find a place more suitable for spiritual recuperation than here. So it’s not who

Everyone can afford the fees here.

Duan Xu tried hard to recall what had just happened.

So where does the last clear memory start?

Duan Xu is still remembering.

Finally he remembered that Song Yanqiu invited him to attend a disaster response meeting. Then he entered the Century Hotel and seemed to be caught by four people while he was sleeping.

Two of them are wearing black suits. Are they the legendary men in black?

All the legends related to UFOs include the figure of the man in black.

Duan Xu was a little scared, feeling that there were countless eyes around him looking at him. He didn't even dare to move more.

If you just say something that others don't understand at a meeting, if you are too forward-looking, you will be considered crazy, and no one will take the initiative to send you here.

Thinking of this, Duan Xu was very sure that there must be a big conspiracy inside.

What kind of conspiracy is that? He has no clue. One thing is very certain. Someone is going to frame him. If the other party is prepared, it will not be easy to leave here.

It's best to call your parents first. Oh no, the phone is long gone.

Even the mobile phone was confiscated.

Therefore, the first question now is how to escape. The only way is for the doctor to confirm that he is not sick or has recovered.

Duan Xu has read some stories about lunatic asylums.

If you say you are sick, you are welcome to receive treatment.

If you say you are not sick, this is a typical symptom of mental illness. Every patient says "I am not sick."

If someone framed him and sent him here, this is a typical case of persecution paranoia.

Even telling a joke here is considered a paranoid episode.



Duan Xu dared not continue to imagine how to prove that he was not sick.

Thinking on the bright side, there is food and drink here, and there are people to serve you. Apart from not liking to take medicine, it's not a big deal.

Try to behave as normal as possible, and everyone says that you will be fine soon after listening to the doctor.

When Duan Xu was immersed in thinking, the door opened.


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