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"oh?"

Li Sheng grinned and put on an expression like a dung beetle lifting the toilet seat - willing to hear the details.

"Diane Conn is indeed your sister and one of the heirs of the chemical industry giant Conn Group. But she died in a shipwreck six months ago."

Dean Pella said: "The sailboat you were driving encountered a hurricane at sea, and Diane fell into the water and drowned, but you survived.

Because the brother and sister have a great relationship, you cannot accept the fact that you killed her and suffer from schizophrenia.

After your stepmother sent you here, in order to escape the pain of reality and your inner guilt, you imagined that Diane was still alive based on the external environment.

And imagine that she was imprisoned by the hospital under the instruction of your stepmother, who does not have a harmonious relationship with you, and is waiting for you to rescue her.

In order to achieve this goal, you tried to snatch weapons several times and injured hospital medical staff. "

Dean Pera looked at Li Sheng with sympathetic eyes and said: "On the one hand, the chemical giant Conn Group is one of the important sponsors of the hospital, and you are the only remaining successor of Conn Group.

On the other hand, you do suffer from severe schizophrenia.

In order to cure you, our hospital followed the trend and customized a treatment plan for you.

Deliberately letting you smuggle in contact lenses, forging Diane's medical records, and arranging for Dr. Dawson to contact you.

Let you think that your rescue plan is progressing steadily. "

Doctor Dawson in the crowd spread his hands and said: "In your imagination, you forged documents and sneaked into the hospital, and the hospital did not discover your true identity.

You are the heir to the Conn Group. When you were eighteen, you met the requirements for the family fund and automatically received a large share of the family business, so you could offer me a reward of US$110,000.

But have you ever thought about it, if I really made this underground deal with you, then why would I keep the recording? And put the recorder in my own locker, leaving evidence of a crime? "

"The strong urge to save your loved ones makes you ignore these doubts and completely immerse yourself in your fantasy."

"Four floors of the hospital are off-limits to patients, so you imagine Diane was trapped there," Pera said.

Skaven claimed that he had never heard of Diane in all the time he had been in the hospital, so you can imagine that as soon as Diane was admitted to the hospital, she was locked up by the hospital.

Our original idea was that everyone, doctors, nurses and even patients such as Freya, would follow the established script and tacitly cooperate with your 'prison robbery' plan, allowing you to go all the way to the fourth floor, open the door to the fourth floor confinement room, and finally discover the truth. "

Pella sighed, stepped forward, came to the confinement room, and slowly opened the door.

Inside, there was nothing.

"When you find out that Diane does not exist, you may be able to remember that she has been dead for a long time and break away from the fantasy."

Dean Pella looked at Li Sheng with pity, "It's a pity that you ate poisonous cactus and couldn't get to this point.

Take him to the operating room. "

The director snapped his fingers, and two nurses immediately picked up Li Sheng and took him to a modern operating room with complete facilities.

Li Sheng was placed on the electric operating bed. Ratched, the head nurse who had turned into the Scorpion King and was trapped under the glass jar, reappeared inexplicably and tied his hands and feet with belts.

Doctor Dawson put a breathing mask on Li Sheng and comforted him: "Don't worry, we will remove the influence of the cactus, then give your brain a slight electric shock to make you forget the prison escape experience, and then start the script again.

This time, we will successfully cure you. "

The shadowless lamp above the operating table was quietly shining brightly, exactly like the white light Li Sheng had seen in his hallucination before.

His hands and feet were restrained, his body was in muscle spasm under the action of mescaline, and only his head could move.

The cold and tingling feeling in the brain is getting stronger and stronger, almost reaching an unbearable level.

Li Sheng turned his head slightly and said calmly: "Dr. Dawson, how did you know that I ate the black-feathered jade cactus?

Freya gave me the key to the pharmacy. She likes me. If she is cooperating with you in acting, why should she put the poisonous cactus and Diane's medical records together. "

Dr. Dawson paused for a moment and turned to look at Dean Pera. No one could answer this question, so they silently sped up all their movements and turned on various instruments around the operating table.

"All of this is still an illusion. You do not really exist, but are memory fragments that William saw in the real world when he was dying."

Under the respirator mask, Li Sheng raised the corners of his mouth, resisting the sting of the cold, and said calmly: "I believe in William, his judgment, and that his escape plan can really succeed."

Dean Perla and others realized something was wrong. The head nurse looked panicked while holding the syringe, and Dr. Dawson tried to break off the breathing mask.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

Li Sheng rolled up the tip of his tongue, picked up the [Super Hard and Super Refreshing Mint Candy] hidden under his tongue, sandwiched it between his back molars, and bit down hard.

Click.

The mints shattered with a sound, and the broken pieces of candy scattered in the mouth, emitting a strong stimulation that pierced the soul.

The shadowless lamp shines brightly, and the eyes turn pale.

Li Sheng seemed to have been hit head-on by a high-speed train. His body and soul flew high, fell heavily, and landed back on the operating table.

The white light dissipated and reality returned.

At this moment, he was still lying on the operating table, with his hands and feet bound.

Dean Perla, head nurse Ratched, Dr. Dawson and others were still standing in the operating room. The difference was that through the glass window at the door of the operating room, they could see daytime outside.

"Don't blame me"

Dr. Dawson whispered softly, holding a metal awl in his hand and walked towards Li Sheng.

Frontal lobotomy, one of the most notorious surgeries in the history of medicine, was also a common method used on mental patients in mental hospitals in the early twentieth century.

Insert the pointed awl into the brain along the bottom of the eye socket, and move the awl to remove the frontal lobe.

Patients who have had their frontal lobes removed will lose many of their normal functions and much of their personality, becoming as docile and dull as the living dead.

Ironically, Moniz, the founder of the surgery, won the 1949 Nobel Prize in Medicine.

"Don't blame me. I made an agreement with you, but I didn't expect the director to advance the surgery date."

Dr. Dawson pursed his lips and muttered silently to himself, trying to reduce the guilt in his heart.

"I don't blame you."

Li Sheng's voice suddenly sounded, and Dr. Dawson was stunned for a moment, and the sharp awl in his hand fell to the ground, "You, why are you awake? We obviously gave him an electric shock."

"Shocked my brain?"

Li Sheng curled his lips, "This amount of power can't even compare to what I usually touch the switch."