The Woman who Became the “Male” God

When rebuilding the mental hospital, for the convenience of treatment, Anxian built a medicine refining room, a cultivation room, and a medicinal material warehouse. In this way, even if she is not in Siyoushan, she can store the medicines that Huahua World needs, or refining every month. New drugs released.

When she finds the spar mine in the future and has enough spirit stones, she can arrange a fixed-point teleportation array, back and forth in no time. It's just that the space formation is not her specialty, she needs to find related jade slips in the ruins.

After practicing medicine for the whole night, An Xian took a bath in the private lounge, changed into a loose white casual suit, and walked towards the ward where Joe Uly was, intending to take him to breakfast.

An Xian arranged Qiao Yuli in Room A-79, one floor away from Fulin. When they walked into the ward, the three of Fulin arrived, and the four big men filled the small ward.

The three of Fulins all changed their outfits today, the same sports suits of the same series, except that Fulin's is white, while the size of Wu's is light blue. They obviously remembered An Xian's reminder yesterday.

Qiao Yuli did not change to the clothes prepared by Flynn, but directly put on the striped hospital gown marked "Traceable Mental Hospital", with a pair of slippers on his feet, and calmly integrated into the majority of the mentally ill. Among.

"Will you come to the cafeteria for breakfast with me later, or go out to eat by yourself?" An Xian asked.

"I'll be with you." Without waiting for Fulin to speak, Joe Uly had already walked to An Xian, looking like he was waiting to be taken away at any time.

The Fulins had no choice but to follow them reluctantly.

Along the way, the three of them were fully alert, looking around like a scanner, but were afraid to look at any mental patient, for fear of accidentally poking the fuse of the other party and catching them off guard.

In the canteen, the voices of people are noisy, and patients are sparsely shuttled across the dining window with their respective dinner plates, the knocking of various tableware, the piercing screams, the screaming chanting of unknown feelings... One after another, it shows the world (?).

An Xian saw that Bai Hou Yi was also in the line, and was about to greet him, but saw that he was holding a plate in each hand, like a coolie, and followed lazily Xiangfei to the corner table in despair.

But in one day, Bai Hou Yi was like a lamb without her hair, completely devoid of the arrogant arrogance before.

An Xian looked away, took Joe Uly and Flynn to the window to prepare a meal, and then found an empty seat to sit down.

The food here has been strictly inspected, and the nutrition and hygiene are impeccable, but the taste is a bit poor.

Joe Uly didn't care, and ate very comfortably.

Fulin had a calm face, but he was extremely cautious when he ate.

Seeing that Fulin was like this, Wu Xiaowu also ate it cautiously.

"Ah~~" At this moment, a high-pitched aria suddenly came from the next table, sound like a bell, magnificent.

what's the situation? The Fulin trio, who were already nervous, fought a joke at the same time, following the reputation in horror.

A patient with a bird’s nest head standing on a chair, holding a spoon, chanted emotionally: "Ah~~fish, your rotting flesh is floating in front of my eyes, mixed with viscous liquid, emitting a smelly smell. The breath, fused with warm bones and blood, burns my throat, flows into my lungs, and finally becomes a part of my life, ah~~ Yuer, please tell me, who killed you? I will spend my whole life , To find the murderer for you, thwart him, and pay homage to your heroic spirit."

The chef who is squatting in the corner grilling rice: MDZZ.

Fulin took a mouthful of fish porridge and accidentally spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the fingers holding the spoon trembling slightly, and there seemed to be fine cracks on the handle of the spoon.

Wu Xiaowu was stunned and watched the patient's expressive performance with his neck up.

The surrounding patients turned a blind eye to this, what they should do, and they were extremely calm. On the contrary, they set off the Fulin trio like a neurosis who had never seen the world before.

"Thank you all, thank you all, for showing your ugliness." The patient who sang poems gracefully saluted all around, and happily closed the curtain and exited.

Xiao Wu: No one pays attention to you at all, okay? Why are you so excited by yourself? !

Joe Uly suddenly leaned his head on An Xian's shoulder and let out a muffled laugh. Seeing the face of the always serious Fulin housekeeper collapsed, he couldn't hold back a bit.

An Xian handed him a tissue to prevent him from spraying food waste on her clothes.

Flynn said gravely, "Master, I don't think this place is suitable for you to recuperate. Why don't you ask Mr. Lowe for outpatient treatment?"

Qiao Uli narrowed his expression, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and replied: "I don't think there is anything inappropriate. Roy is so busy, always asking him to see a doctor, it is too troublesome for others. Besides, I have already come, always You can't go for nothing, you have to check out a cause."

Flynn: How do I feel that you have healed without medicine?

"Then I'll help you book a hotel nearby. Just come over for treatment at an appointed time every day." Fulin changed another suggestion.

Wu Xiaowu nodded repeatedly beside him.

"You want to stay in a hotel, I won't stop." Joe Uly said coldly, "but I have decided to live here."

Fulin looked around for a week, worried: "The environment here is noisy, and there are...patients everywhere, if something accident happens, I am worried..."

"Folin butler." An Xian interrupted suddenly, "Are you questioning the security of this court?"

He was not questioning, but he didn't think there was any security at all.

Folin complained inwardly, still maintaining his demeanor on the surface: "Mr. Lowe, don't mind, I'm just worried that the young master's mental state will be adversely affected by other mental patients."

"Mental illness is not contagious." An Xian replied.

Fulin: "..." Is this still contagious? It can drive people crazy in minutes!

"Mr. Roy." Da Wu couldn't help but speak, "Some mental patients are obviously aggressive and have good combat power. Even I am not an opponent. How can you protect the safety of my young master?"

"Qiao Yuli is now a patient in this hospital, but you are not." An Xian said solemnly, "I don't need to protect his safety. Like other patients, he enjoys the privilege of'freedom to die'."

What kind of privilege is this TM? !

The corners of Joe Uly's mouth turned up slightly without a trace, and the feeling of being backed up is not too good.

He drank his fish and meat porridge leisurely, letting the lord the lord the full authority to represent his personal rights.

Flynn looked at Joe Uly, then at An Xian, and suddenly fell silent. He almost forgot the explanation from the owner of the family just now. If he leaves the mental hospital, he will inevitably delay the investigation. So in any case, he has to live here for a while.

When Da Wu saw that Fulin didn't speak, he was anxious, and kept winking at him, asking him to fight for it again.

As he was trying to use his eyes to capture Fulin, he completely forgot the fourth article of the mental hospital's life rules that An Xian had said:...Don't show any provocative actions and expressions to the patient.

Although he was targeting Folin, it was a patient who happened to be passing by.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" A scrawny hand rested lightly on Da Wu's shoulder, followed by a chilly wind.

Da Wu turned his head and saw a woman's face with pale skin and blood-red lips. Her cheeks were sunken, her long hair was shawl, and her pupils were muddy and fine, just like a fresh female ghost who had just crawled out of the grave.

"Ah!" Da Wu, a tall and magnificent man, was abruptly frightened and weakened.

Ignoring his horrified expression, the "girl ghost" fluttered, sat on his lap, wrapped his arms around his waist, and the little bird leaned against his arms.

Da Wu straightened his body stiffly, and cast his eyes on Xiao Wu for help.

Xiao Wu: What do you see me doing? Open it if you don't like it.

Da Wu gritted his teeth, got up and embraced a princess, and moved the woman in his arms to another table.

The process went smoothly. The woman did not post it again, but sat on the chair with her knees on her knees, looking at Da Wu without blinking.

Da Wu was seen cold all over, and finally made a wise decision: "I will go back first."

Before the words fell, the person was already ten steps away. He didn't realize that as soon as his front foot was gone, the woman's back foot followed like a ghost, too fast, Xiao Wu wanted to warn it was too late.

"Uh, Roy, that woman, isn't there any danger?" Xiao Wu asked uncertainly.

"She is called'Hong Chen', she is a patient with phantom transference, there is no danger, don't worry." An Xian replied.

Xiao Wu humbly asked for advice: "What is'phantom transference'?"

"Think of a certain goal as your fanciful lover, and try to realize all your fantasies with each other." An Xian explained briefly, and then added, "Hong Chen’s empathy hasn’t happened for a long time. Just now, your brother He kept winking at her and gave her the wrong hint. Hong Chen will follow him for a while."

Little Wu silently lighted a piece of wax for his brother: Brother, take care.

"If you don't want to be followed by Hong Chen, then let your brother try to cooperate, as long as her fantasy is satisfied, she won't continue to pester." Anxian reminded, "However, you'd better let your brother pay attention, if If you dare to take advantage of Hongchen or hurt him, I will reserve the right to sue him."

Is there any reason? It is necessary to satisfy the fanciful fantasy without taking advantage of her. If the other party suddenly wants a shot, should his brother lie down on the quilt, or should he hide far away to let her fantasy come to nothing?

"Ask more." Xiao Wu asked entangledly. "Based on her experience of being ill, what kind of fantasies does she usually have?"

An Xian replied as if to answer the question: "Hong Chen used to be a screenwriter of horror movies. He has participated in the production of more than forty horror movies, large and small."

Xiao Wu: "..." He was too naive to think it would be a sweet love story.

So, that Hongchen actually caused a mental disorder because he made too many horror movies? ! Put a piece of wax on his brother again.

Fulin next to him made a decision at this time, and let Da Wu act alone in the past few days!

After breakfast, An Xian took Joe Uly to the medical room and helped him to do a comprehensive physical examination and mental appraisal.

Regarding the identification results, An Xian did not tell the truth to Flynn, only told him that Qiao Yuli's spirit had indeed been damaged to a certain extent and he needed to recuperate, otherwise it might cause permanent damage to the brain.

If Jokson really wants to take home, then he absolutely does not want Joe Uly's brain to be damaged, so he will definitely agree to let Joe Uly stay to recuperate, at least there will be no action in a short time.

"Thank you, Roy." Joe Uly thanked Roy sincerely for his help. Without any hesitation, he took the trouble to himself.

"If you really want to thank me, then help me manage the psychiatric hospital." An Xian handed him a work permit that read "Trace to the Psychiatric Hospital, Director of the Organization Department, Joe Uly".

Holding this work permit, Qiao Yuli felt a strange feeling in his heart. This seemed to be his first official job in his life, the director of the organization department of the mental hospital...

In addition to Qiao Youli, the director of the organization department, An Xian also internally appointed two candidates, Bai Houchu, the director of the marketing department, and Xiang Fei, the director of the technical department. The remaining departments need to be carefully identified.

The general structure of the management has taken shape in Anxian's mind, only waiting for her to pick the talents into the bowl one by one.