Rules-based ghost talk game
0059 The madman is myself
Tiny brown filth continued to spread from Chen An's brain, and was swallowed by the Laughing Rabbit.
In just a few minutes, one person and one rabbit were here, motionless.
Chen An's eyes were a little dull, but now they have regained their luster.
He shook his head and blinked.
He knelt down and touched the Laughing Rabbit's head.
"Thank you."
The body of the Laughing Rabbit's puppet remained motionless. After absorbing these dirty threads, it became a little dirty, as if covered with a layer of oil, and also became a little more shabby.
"呲呲."
"You mean, you removed [erosion], no, it should be called [infection]? Then you can digest these [infections] but it takes time?"
"呲呲..."
"You don't know how long? But it must be more than a day? You won't be able to use your abilities during this time?"
The Laughing Rabbit shook its head up and down, as if nodding.
"Thanks a lot."
Chen An tied the Smiling Rabbit around his waist again and looked at the shredded paper on the floor.
That was the message paper that I had torn into pieces before.
Chen An was silent for a moment.
In my mind, the memories just now and the things I have experienced in the past few days came to my mind one by one.
His breathing was a little rapid, and there was a look of fear in the depths of his pupils.
"I...changed so much without even realizing it?"
Now that he woke up, Chen An realized that in the past few days, his thoughts were changing bit by bit and silently.
This change is a silent erosion that he cannot feel at all!
His thoughts became slow and dull. Although he was still thinking about what was strange and still looking for ways to break the situation, he did not realize at all that he had ignored too many details.
"When I tore up the message paper just now, I had almost no other thoughts at all, and I didn't think that it had anything to do with breaking the situation. I would remember that this was the world of the story, as if I was not infected at all.
At that time, I was convinced that the hospital was right, which meant that based on this, I would ignore all the weirdness of the hospital."
"This is horrible!"
Chen An took two steps back, leaned against the storage cabinet, and bumped into it, making a slight noise.
The sound echoed in the silent underground level.
"Hospital, patient, me, who is the madman..."
Chen An murmured to himself and returned to this issue again.
"If I don't establish the answer to that question, I will be infected, and if I establish that the hospital is correct, I will be completely infected, but what about the rest?"
"Does the patient have to be right?
The message also mentioned that you cannot get close to the patient, but you may be able to trust the patient."
Chen An swallowed, shook his head, and felt extremely happy.
Fortunately, when I was mildly infected, before I decided to [try to trust the hospital], I made arrangements with the Laughing Rabbit in the corridor for what would happen at this moment.
...
Chen An’s memories:
"It turns out... the patient is the madman... and I... am gradually becoming a madman..."
Some "problematic" patients come to the hospital, and the hospital is doing its best to treat those patients who are "eroded" or "infected."
"Then...the hospital's rules must be correct and must be to protect me."
"Then... now...
...Do I need treatment?”
"Now I am sick and infected, and I need to receive treatment from the hospital."
Immediately afterwards, Chen An stood up suddenly and walked towards the [Staff Passage] stairwell in the middle of the corridor.
He took off the Smiling Rabbit from his waist, held it in his hands, and looked at the ugly rabbit stuffed doll in his hands with bright eyes.
The muscles on Chen An's face were bulging, as if he was smiling or crying.
His eyes were a little blurry and his nose was twitching constantly.
"Ha...haha...Xiao Xiaoxiao...are you alive?"
Chen An said intermittently and in a slightly weird tone.
The red glass ball-like eyes of the Smiling Rabbit turned slightly.
It raised its ape-like hand, but was small because it was transformed into a puppet, and placed it on Chen An's big hand holding its body.
"呲呲...呲呲..."
The mouth of the Laughing Rabbit with an ugly and weird smile opened and closed slightly, spitting out an unpleasant sound.
Chen An sniffed, and lowered his head suddenly as if he had no strength to hold it against his neck, as if it was entirely supported by his bones and muscles.
His head tilted slightly and he looked sideways at the Laughing Rabbit.
At this moment, Smiling Rabbit felt a little panicked.
Are you weird or am I weird?
The Smiling Rabbit's smile froze.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, let me discuss something with you..."
Chen An opened and closed his mouth slightly and spoke in an inaudible voice.
...
...
"At that time, if I hadn't let the Smiling Rabbit use dirty silk to erode me in advance, I'm afraid I wouldn't be who I am anymore."
Chen An was very happy, but also extremely scared.
Now what?
Chen An was a little stunned. The erosion of this hospital was so terrible. It silently distorted and changed his thinking and personality.
I was so angry when I tore up the note. Even after the Smiling Rabbit appeared, I had no idea that it was arranged by me, and I only felt angry.
become stupid,
become stupid,
It's just like...
Became a fool.
"what about now?"
Chen Jing sat quietly on a chair nearby.
"Choose to believe that the patient is not a madman and the hospital is a madman?"
Chen An scratched his head. Not to mention that this was a bit nonsense. Even if it was true, those madmen were not madmen. If he believed this, wouldn't he also become a madman?
Even in the definition of madman, I am not mad at all.
etc?
Chen An suddenly slapped his thigh.
"In the definition of madman?" Chen An's eyes lit up and he took a quick breath.
Chen An suddenly thought of it!
At the beginning, when Miao Luoying asked this question, her madness and despair were not consistent with a "crazy" person?
In the mouth of a madman: "Who is the madman?"
The correct answer to the question...
Shouldn't it be me?
Doctors and patients are both weird, but they are not necessarily "crazy". They may be dark and infected, but that cannot be called crazy.
so...
The key to the answer to this question is not whether it is the hospital that has the problem or it is the patient who has the problem!
Rather, when thinking about this question, the person who needs to answer this question is already a lunatic.
Not crazy, no need to think about the correct answer.
If you need to think, you must be crazy.
so...
Chen An bared his teeth, grinned, covered his face, and said in a low voice: "The madman is me." Chen An touched the Laughing Rabbit's head and felt much better.
He smiled.
"The problem is over. I have shown my cards. I am a madman. Are you satisfied?"
Chen An seemed to be talking about the strangeness of this hospital. In this silent and deserted basement, he looked like a real madman.
"Then the question comes..."
Chen An knelt down and carefully spent half an hour picking up the scraps of paper on the ground. Fortunately, when he lost his mind, he didn't tear them carefully. These scraps of paper were relatively large.
After carefully putting it together on the chair, turn on your phone.
Click.
In the app, in addition to the previous hospital rules and night shift rules, there was another one [the rules left by Dr. Zhao].
"Dr. Zhao?!"
Chen An's eyes suddenly glazed over for a moment. He looked at the name and his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.
He recalled everything he had spent with Dr. Zhao in the past few days. This seemingly normal and professional doctor was so terrifying when he recalled it at the moment.
The key is...
Dr. Zhao's current situation is completely different from the status in the code.
etc...
In this piece of paper, Dr. Zhao wrote that he would be transferred to the first floor for consultation.
Right...
This is the message Dr. Zhao left before he was completely infected.
Dr. Zhao is now completely infected.
Chen An sighed.
"You said you almost killed me, and now I saw your note again, asking me to save you."
"Although it's not your fault, I'm still a little angry."
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