MTL - Survivor 01 [Unlimited]-Chapter 27 Mo Enthalpy-[02]

The bright red handwriting was crawling on the yellowed paper, and for a moment, it looked like bloodstains of despair.

Zhou Zhengning came over to look at it for a while, and his back felt cold:

"Ms. Ye, what kind of place is this hospital..."

Ye Fei lowered her head and folded the two patient guidelines together, folded them a few times and put them under the pillow:

"Do you know the timeline of this dungeon?"

Zhou Zhengning nodded, looking at the patient rules in his hand:

"It says the eighth revised edition in 3046, so it should be around 3046?"

"Well, if there are no accidents, this is the beginning of 3047. The background of the game is based on the original Zhouhai Fourth Hospital fire case."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhengning immediately moved a small bench from the side and sat down obediently:

"Come on, Teacher Ye, history class, I'm ready."

Ye Fei glanced at him and was amused by this guy:

"Good student Zhou, let's review the content of the last class first. What is our little friend Lin Xianxian?"

"It is the first known supernatural person in history."

"right."

Ye Fei nodded:

"Her appearance was the beginning of the modern history of supernatural powers, but her appearance was kept secret from the public at the time. Except for the people in the central laboratory of K country, almost no one knew the concept of 'supernatural powers'. But in the next few days In 2009, the number of α-infected people gradually increased, and the higher-ups could no longer hide it, so they proposed a concept. That is the theory of α’s harmfulness.”

"At that time, people's understanding of α was limited, and there were very few infected people. No one knew whether this virus and the ability brought by the virus would cause disaster. But what is known is that among the first batch of α infected people, Without exception, there are more or less mental problems. For example, Lin Xianxian is an anti-social personality and has severe claustrophobia. The child Mo Han in this copy is an autistic patient.

"So, at that time, there was a quack doctor who arbitrarily classified α as a mental illness, and exaggerated the unknown harm of α, which caused panic among the public. This led to people's very active prevention and treatment of mental illness. For a while, the number of patients in psychiatric hospitals increased sharply. The most famous of these is Zhouhai Fourth Hospital.

"Zhouhai Fourth Hospital is a private hospital. They are famous not because of their strong professional ability, but because of their promotion of 'give me half a year, and give you a bright future'. They mainly target young people, and exaggerate the relationship between α and mental illness to the outside world. It is dangerous and even encourages all children with abnormal behavior to be admitted to the hospital for treatment and prevention. Therefore, many parents who have been successfully brainwashed by them send their disobedient children here, and a large part of them are normal children in the rebellious period .Normal people are sent to mental hospitals for treatment... As you can imagine, in short, many people have been harmed."

Zhou Zhengning was dumbfounded:

"Then what?"

"Then? Then I forgot."

Ye Fei rubbed her forehead:

"In short, the Zhouhai Fourth Hospital caught fire in the end. Since the fire broke out in the middle of the night, and the security measures of the Fourth Hospital were particularly strict, all the medical staff and patients of the Fourth Hospital died in the fire, and there was only one survivor."

Zhou Zhengning took a deep breath:

"Mo Han?"

"Very clever."

Zhou Zhengning was a little embarrassed to be praised, he continued to ask:

"Ms. Ye, Lin Xianxian is the first known supernatural person in history, so does Mo Han have to have a similar title? What is he?"

"Good question." Ye Fei snapped his fingers:

"he is…"

"Identification, welcome patient Mo Han to Room 404."

The voice was interrupted by the access control prompt, and Ye Fei did not continue to speak.

He looked in the direction of the door.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and a pale and thin young man walked into the room.

[Mainline NPC: Mo Enthalpy]

The boy looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, his hair seemed to have not been cut for a long time, almost covering the tip of his nose, his thin lips and thin chin were exposed on his whole face.

The hospital gown on him was a bit too loose, the long sleeves covered his hands, the loose trousers were hanging down, and the trousers were piled up with the big-headed lamb slippers on his feet.

After he entered the door, he noticed that there was someone else in the room, so he just glanced at it lightly, walked back to his place without saying anything.

Ye Fei's gaze followed him, and he waited until he walked to the easel in the corner and sat down before looking away.

Zhou Zhengning was still staring at that side in a daze, until Ye Fei who was beside him clicked his tongue to signal him to come back to his senses.

Ye Fei patted his arm:

"Try saying hello to him."

"Oh..." Zhou Zhengning nodded, and said to Mo Han:

"Well, hello handsome guy, we are new here today."

Mo Han bent down to pick up the palette and paintbrush from the ground, raised his hand and wiped a stroke on the drawing board, completely ignoring him from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't hear him at all.

Zhou Zhengning turned to look at Ye Fei in bewilderment, but it turned out that the person seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and didn't take it seriously at all, and it seemed that he was ready to change into the hospital gown.

"Can't he hear me?" Zhou Zhengning asked.

Ye Fei grabbed the hem of his clothes and took off his shirt. During the movement, his hair got messier:

"It's not that he can't hear, he just doesn't want to care about others. Children with autism are like this, they don't want to communicate, they just like to immerse themselves in their own world."

Zhou Zhengning nodded.

Then, his eyes moved down and fell on Ye Fei's exposed upper body.

Ye Fei's complexion was so pale that he was sickly, and in some places he could even see the blue blood vessels under his skin. He has a well-proportioned figure, with a slender waist and long legs, a thin layer of muscles on his body, and just the right lines.

But Zhou Zhengning didn't see these things.

Ye Fei had been wearing short sleeves before, and his exposed arms and even his fingers had many scars that looked like stitches. But at this time Zhou Zhengning realized that those scars not only appeared on his arms, but also on his torso.

It is not difficult to imagine that such suture scars are estimated to be all over his body.

If you look closely, there is even a scar on his neck.

Zhou Zhengning was a little lost in thought.

He couldn't think of any injury that would leave such a scar, which made Ye Fei look like a broken doll that was then sewn together again.

Ye Fei looked at him with a half-smile.

He pulled out the top of the hospital gown and put it on, and whistled along the way:

"Pudin, what are you looking at?"

While buttoning the button, he felt the scar on his body:

"Scared you?"

"No." Zhou Zhengning shook his head:

"I just don't understand, Mr. Ye, how did you get this scar?"

"Ah..." Ye Fei dragged out her voice, as if she was thinking.

Then he sighed:

"forget."

"...you can forget all of this."

"Yeah, my memory is not good in the first place, and I have lived so long that I have forgotten a lot of things."

"I thought this kind of thing would be hard to forget."

After all, he could already imagine the pain just by looking at it.

"It's not difficult."

Ye Fei chuckled lightly:

"There are only so many things people can remember. Compared with these useless things that affect my mood, I prefer to remember some meaningful things."

Looking at Ye Fei and listening to his words, Zhou Zhengning was inexplicably moved for a moment.

But Teacher Ye was serious for only three seconds.

He sighed:

"For example, the hot ham cakes in Lujiang No. 3 Small Canteen are really delicious. I don't know when I will be able to eat them again."

"..."

Zhou Zhengning wanted to add a sweaty emoji to his head.

After Zhou Zhengning changed into the patient's gown, seeing that it was not the time for the set assembly, he carefully studied the patient rules issued by the nurse.

Ye Fei went over and sat down next to Mo Han, watching him draw.

Most children with autism are extremely talented in a certain aspect. Obviously, Mo Han's talent lies in painting.

In the painting on his drawing board, there was a nurse holding a huge syringe. The nurse was grotesquely shaped, with sharp shark teeth in her mouth and outstretched arms like dead branches. In short, she was very ugly.

He drew very quickly, during the ten minutes Ye Fei watched him, the things on his drawing paper were already filled with flesh and blood with simple outlines.

At first glance, it is very impactful.

"Miss Ye, the time is almost up, let's go down."

Zhou Zhengning looked at the time and asked.

"good."

Ye Fei nodded, took another deep look at Mo Han, got up and left.

The footsteps of the two mixed together, and disappeared with the sound of the door lock being clicked.

Mo Han didn't make any unnecessary movements from the beginning to the end. His eyes were hidden in his overlong hair, and he stared blankly at the drawing paper in front of him.

The soft bristles of the paintbrush are filled with paint, which is then applied to thin paper.

When the paint is completely dry on the paper, the painting is also declared complete.

Mo Hao tore off the tape used to fix the edge of the paper, then took it off, and looked at it from a distance.

Mo Han should be quite satisfied with this painting, but soon, he threw it on the ground.

The paper slid a short distance across the smooth surface, then lay flat on the ground.

The strong light from outside the window penetrated a bit through the heavy curtains, slightly illuminating the dried paint on the drawing paper.

The indoor light is the same as the color on the paper, oppressive and dull.

After a while, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the hand of the nurse holding the syringe on the drawing paper seemed to move very lightly.

When Ye Fei and Zhou Zhengning arrived in the hall downstairs, members of the Hope Team were already waiting there.

Ren Huayan was rubbing Grandma Zhang's shoulders. Grandma Zhang closed her eyes, seeming to enjoy it.

Grandpa Liu saw them coming down, and took the initiative to say hello:

"Here we come."

Ye Fei and Zhou Zhengning came stepping forward, because almost as soon as they arrived on the front foot, the tall and strong nurse came to the hall on the back foot.

She counted the number of people:

"It's all here, let's go. We have prepared an exclusive treatment plan for each patient to ensure that you can return to normal life in the fastest time. Of course, the premise is that you will fully cooperate with our treatment."

While talking, the nurse took them to the second floor of the hospital.

The room at the end of the second floor is a treatment room. The door of the room is made of frosted glass, and the situation inside is completely invisible.

"This...Ye Fei, you are advanced, remember to swipe your ID card."

The nurse was holding a folder, looking down, not knowing what to write or draw on it.

Ye Fei responded lazily. He took out his ID card from his pocket and swiped it on the sensor at the door of the treatment room:

"Identification, welcome patient Ye Fei for the first treatment, congratulations, you are about to take a big step towards a healthy life."

The glass door in front of him opened in response, and Ye Fei stepped in. The next moment, the door closed heavily behind him, blocking the worried faces of several teammates from the door.

Ye Fei raised her eyes to look inside the treatment room.

The treatment room is pure white from the wall to the floor, and facing the door is a huge window, the light from the window is reflected through the glass, almost dazzling.

Ye Fei narrowed her eyes slightly.

At that time, a small door beside him opened with a "click". Ye Fei froze for a moment, looked sideways, and happened to meet a man who looked like a doctor.

The man had dark skin and wore rimless glasses on his face. He was smiling, but that smile was very hypocritical, like a mask that was forcibly pasted on.

[NPC: Attending Doctor (original form)]

"Come, come here."

With that smile on his face, the attending doctor waved at Ye Fei and stepped aside from the door.

Ye Fei raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked in.

The cubicle he entered was not very big, and there were only a bed, an instrument for no idea what it was used for, and a chair.

"Is it Ye Fei? You just got admitted to the hospital today. Are you satisfied with the environment of our hospital?"

The attending doctor motioned Ye Fei to lie down on the small bed, chatting with him.

Ye Fei had roughly guessed what he was going to do, but he didn't resist, and lay down on the bed as he said, saying:

"It's okay, but I don't know how the food is."

The attending doctor laughed twice.

He approached, pulled up the belt hanging from the edge of the bed, and tied Ye Fei firmly to the bed:

"Don't worry, the food will definitely not let you down. Hiss... I remember that you were admitted to the hospital for treatment because you always wanted to sleep and lost interest in things around you, right? Why did you lose interest? Your parents put When you sent it in, you were very worried."

These words made Ye Fei amused:

"If I knew I would still come to your hospital? Please, doctor, is it really okay to treat me casually if you are not even sure about my symptoms? Isn't it a bit hasty?"

This question stopped the attending doctor, and the smile on his face froze.

He confirmed that Ye Fei was tied tightly by the belt, then pulled over the chair beside him, and stuck the electrode patch on the instrument to Ye Fei's temple.

"Don't worry, no matter what your symptoms are, we can cure them, and we promise to cure you."

The doctor chuckled and promised him:

"By the time your treatment is over, you can embrace a new tomorrow."

"Really?" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows slightly.

This time the doctor didn't answer.

Ye Fei closed her eyes, feeling the coldness on her temples.

Then, he heard the slight sound of the instrument operating.

Ye Fei originally thought that she should have gotten used to electric shocks long ago.

But the fact is that he still opened his eyes suddenly when the severe pain flowed through his brain to his whole body.

The belt that was used as a restraint on the bed tightened suddenly, leaving a white mark on his skin.

Zhou Zhengning, who was waiting outside the ward, was shocked, as if frightened, he subconsciously looked towards the door of the treatment room.

Inside the door, Ye Fei screamed in extreme pain—

Just like what he had heard in the stairwell an hour ago.

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