The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 202 The Crazy Yang Jian

Wang Shanshan stopped talking, and she glanced at the corner next to her.

There was a weird child wearing a dead man's shroud, standing there with bare feet, tilting his head slightly to look at this side, a pair of red eyes without pupils, giving people a weird and evil feeling, making people creepy.

Yang Jian looked at the big golden bell on Guitong's neck, which contained human skin.

This is what he did to prevent the human skin paper from getting out of control. At that time in that laboratory, the human skin paper had already jumped the wall.

This is a means of protection. As long as the human skin paper dares to be a demon, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite. This is more useful than a golden container.

His purpose for taking the human skin paper is very simple, to ask some questions, as for bringing the ghost boy, it is indeed for his own safety.

The dice boss has been peeping in the dark, Yang Jian is very clear about this, not to mention Gao Tiancheng's lesson from the past, he naturally dare not be careless.

The identity of the dice boss has always been a mystery. He is Fa Cai, Gao Tiancheng is the white board, Ye Zhenhongzhong, Beifeng is the somewhat mysterious Liu Qingqing, all of these can be seen.

And Dice Boss is very special, he seems to have some kind of means to secretly monitor all his actions.

Right now, his condition is very bad, and he may be taken advantage of by the dice.

"Yang Jian, have you seen it? I'm not sick at all, I'm not sick!"

Gao Tiancheng on the hospital bed looked at Yang Jian who walked in and shook a few pieces of jade in his hand.

"It seems that you are not lying." Yang Jian said calmly.

"I have already proved my worth. I can give you two pieces of priceless emeralds. If you want to protect my safety, I will try my best to cooperate with your treatment, at least on the surface. Wait for the limelight to pass. , you give me a recovery report to prove that I am already a normal person and no longer mentally ill, so I can leave here." Gao Tiancheng said.

Yang Jian looked at Gao Tiancheng, but did not answer.

Gao Tiancheng saw that something was wrong, this Yang Jian would not be the next Li Taiping, could he?
"Yang Jian, do you want to break the contract?" Gao Tiancheng said.

"I don't need your jade, I want to study you, you are a special miracle, what is the specific situation in that world? If possible, it is absolutely possible to develop that world and pull those non-renewable resources into our world, And your name will last forever, do you understand?"

Yang Jian was very excited at this moment.

"You are also a lunatic. That is also a world. Losing those non-renewable resources will also have an indelible impact on the ecology of that world." Gao Tiancheng felt unbelievable.

"So what? This world is real, the world you mentioned is fake, natural selection, you can travel between two worlds, why can't you bring the resources of that world to this world?"

"What's more, how do you know that there is only you, a special person? Maybe there are people in that world who can travel to this world, and then transfer the resources of this world to another world. This is a long process, and people will not even notice it. .”

Yang Jian's tone became rough, and he looked at Gao Tiancheng eagerly.

"I won't help you, you should die." Gao Tiancheng said coldly.

"Why? That world is obviously fake. You are a person of this world. Isn't it normal to help this world? Why do you feel guilty? If you can make this world a better place, so what if you bear the karma? "

Yang Jian reached out and grabbed Gao Tiancheng's collar, his tone lowered a little, "I hate it, I hate the person with this special ability, it's not me, if it's me, even if all the causes and effects are added to me, so what?"

"What if I am from that world? Or am I from both worlds? I don't want to hurt the other because of one." Gao Tiancheng explained.

"I won't agree. Just prepare to die here forever. Your girlfriend will meet a man better than you to marry and have children. Your father and mother will have no one to take care of them, and you will be an unfilial son." Yang Jian was angry. soundtrack.

Gao Tiancheng clenched the transparent pendant in his hand, and looked at Yang Jian who wanted to say something.

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous."

Early the next morning, public opinion on the Internet started to quarrel again.

"I heard that the mentally ill person who acted bravely before was about to be released, and now his spirit has returned to normal."

"My God, what are you kidding? Which doctor treated the disease? How could it be cured so quickly? Could it be that it was just pretending?"

"Will those netizens who said they were really mentally ill slap their faces?"

"Since it's fake, let's catch it quickly, there are so many lives."

"The private account upstairs is awesome. Where can I find a way to make a fortune? Let me introduce you to my brother."

"Add one" "Add 10086."

"Is the doctor professional or not? How could the mental illness recover so quickly?"

"I don't understand the one upstairs? Mental illnesses are capricious. I have a brother. He was diagnosed with mental illness, and then returned to normal after a few months. As a result, he gave someone a family bucket one night. .”

"I heard that someone made him anxious, and then he suffered from mental illness again."

"Then why did you let it out? Don't let it out, it's too dangerous, go out normally."

"There must be no good people upstairs. Which good person is afraid of Brother Zhengyi?"

"Support, the righteous way in the world is vicissitudes, it's so cool for netizens to have Brother Zhengyi!"

"Are you playing yuan upstairs?"

"Crack the case."

"Detective."

"What happened to OP...?"

A conference room in Qingshan Mental Hospital.

The senior officials of the mental hospital looked serious, and their eyes rested on a young man.

The young man was wearing a white coat, with the word Yang Jian written on the badge on his chest.

The bald middle-aged man slapped the table angrily, breaking the stalemate.

"Doctor Yang, I hope you are not joking. How could that Gao Tiancheng be cured? Or is your medical skill so superb that even us old guys can't match it?"

Yang Jian looked up at the bald middle-aged man, and said coldly, "Is he not normal, can you tell if you have an examination? His illness is indeed cured."

"Something happened, what bag are you carrying?" The bald middle-aged man shot back.

"Is my future enough?" Yang Jian suddenly stood up and looked directly at the bald middle-aged man.

At this time, the old dean who was sitting in the main seat coughed softly, interrupting the fight between the two.

"Doctor Yang, there is indeed something wrong with your behavior. Even if Gao Tiancheng's mental illness has really been cured, but his public opinion is too big, why not wait a few years before bringing it up? This is also beneficial to him. "

"As long as it can be proved that Gao Tiancheng is not mentally ill, wouldn't it be enough? The higher-ups will definitely send someone for this test, and we can't intervene at all," Yang Jian said.

"I'm very curious about Dr. Yang's motivation for doing this. After all, it's not a relative, and he's just making things up with his future. Why?" asked the old dean.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, "It's probably because of the injustice in his heart, and his paranoia has indeed been cured, maybe it's because of a few lives, or because of people he cares about."

The bald middle-aged man said, "Old director, I suggest that Dr. Yang be fired directly. Everything he has done now is harming Qingshan Mental Hospital."

The old dean waved his hand, "The problem has already happened, and our tests are useless to me at all. As Dr. Yang said, someone from above will definitely send someone to deal with this matter. We just need to wait quietly."

In an ordinary residential building.

"Today, Dr. Yang Jian of Qingshan Mental Hospital issued a statement saying that Gao Tiancheng has returned to normal. Due to too many involvements, someone from above will be sent to personally test the situation. The reporter will continue to follow up on the specific situation."

"Medicine, the old man gave me medicine!" The middle-aged woman was holding her chest and showing pain on the sofa.

The man who was busy in the kitchen heard the noise and hurried out. Seeing his wife's appearance, he rushed to the bedroom.

After taking the medicine in the bedroom, he quickly returned to the living room and fed it to his wife.

"Old man, look at the news, the murderer is alive again, he is alive again!"

The man glanced at the TV, and then stared at it dead.

"Why is our life so hard?"

"Retribution, it's all retribution, wife, you want to open it too, our son has done something outrageous, damn it!" The man patted his wife on the shoulder to comfort him.

This scene played out in several families.

In a private group chat with hundreds of people.

"Why did you let it out? How much blood is on the hands of such a dangerous person."

"Why don't we just tell the truth offline? Go directly to Qingshan Mental Hospital to protest!"

"The sister upstairs said well, add me, I'm in this city, and it's just convenient."

"I bought couplets, and I went to contact the families of the victims."

"I can help too."

"me too."

In the next few days, Qingshan Mental Hospital was condemned by these spontaneous "enthusiastic people" on the official blog and offline.

Qingshan Mental Hospital's counterattack was even more terrifying, or Yang Jian was wrong, it should be Gao Tiancheng's counterattack.

A group of mental patients rushed out of the mental hospital and rushed to the enthusiastic crowd who condemned them offline.

Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital responded, explaining that in addition to management mistakes, the hospital did not have enough staff (it was raped by the Internet), so it did not take care of it, which led to such incidents.

After this incident, those enthusiastic people who condemned offline disappeared, and no one raised the matter of continuing to condemn. They could only vent their dissatisfaction frantically on the Internet to find a sense of existence.

At the same time, the top management of Qingshan Mental Hospital held a meeting again. Many people continued to criticize Yang Jian, but it was useless.

Stepping on the old wooden floor, Yang Jian walked into the hall on the first floor of the ghost post office, smelling the damp and dark air around him.

There was an old counter in the lobby. A man with a sickly face, like a corpse, was sitting there with his eyes closed, his body straight and stiff, holding a golden cane.

Beside the counter, an old oil lamp swayed slightly, emitting this dim light.

The lamp oil seems very strange. During the burning process, it released a lingering stench, just like the smell of a rotting corpse.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Sun Rui opened his eyes suddenly, quickly picked up the golden pistol on the table and pulled the trigger towards Yang Jian.

With a bang, the bullet hit the board and missed.

Only then did Sun Rui come to his senses, his numb, tired, dull eyes looked at Yang Jiandao, "I'm sorry."

"Your condition is very poor, but I can help you relieve the recovery state of Li Gui." Yang Jian said.

"The state is quite good now, and the killing is much faster. After all, the more the ghost recovers, the stronger it will be." Sun Rui waved his hand, and then asked in surprise, "Have you completed the mission of delivering the letter? I thought you all died."

Yang Jian frowned and asked, "Why do you ask like that?"

"The post office is probably out of control. It's already quite scary here. All the couriers upstairs are dead," Sun Rui said.

He was referring to the upstairs, the third floor, and the messenger on the fourth floor.

Because the people on the first and second floors are basically dead, the one on the first floor who has some ability died, and Li Yi on the third floor also died in the mission of delivering letters in Dachuan City.

There are still some couriers on the third floor who did not participate in the delivery mission in Room 301 last time, so they are still alive.

"How are you sure that the ghost post office is out of control?" Yang Jian looked at Sun Rui and asked, hoping to get some important information from the other party.
Sun Rui explained, "During the time you were away, two things happened in the ghost post office. The first thing was that the fourth floor of the ghost post office was suspected to have been invaded by ghosts. The small team was wiped out, and the second thing is that the courier on the fifth floor completely lost contact, and the courier on the fourth floor told me that he found the body of the courier on the fifth floor in the ghost post office."

"Other than that, all connections between the fourth and fifth floors were interrupted."

"And at night, the danger level in the post office increased sharply. More than one ghost was wandering in the post office. I was attacked by a ghost. If it wasn't for this oil lamp, I might have died."

After hearing this, Yang Jian's face darkened. The post office really began to lose control. Under normal circumstances, especially the couriers on the higher floors, they basically died on the way to deliver the letters.

For the courier, the post office is still a kind of protection to a certain extent, allowing the courier to escape from the land of spirits and isolate them from being chased by other ghosts.

Basically, no courier will be killed in the ghost post office for no reason. As long as some rules of the ghost post office are not broken, the courier room on each floor is very safe.

"So the meaning of sending letters is not great anymore?" Yang Jian asked.

Sun Rui said, "Although the ghost post office is out of control, some rules are still in operation. This place is more terrifying than imagined. Instead of taking huge risks to eliminate it, it is better to find a way to get the ghost post office on the right track. Come up, the ghost post office is a building from the period of the Republic of China, and it has something to do with the ghost masters of the period of the Republic of China."

"Existence is reasonable. Nowadays, the ghost post office is so fierce that it is obviously out of control. Either the person who controls the post office has a problem or died. The ghost post office has become uncontrolled, so it has become extremely dangerous. "

"My suggestion is to find a way to control the ghost post office. Once successful, the help you will get is unimaginable. This is a building from the Republic of China, and the benefits are unimaginable."

"We haven't even figured out the situation in the ghost post office. It is too difficult to control the ghost post office." Li Yang shook his head, saying that this is not realistic.

(End of this chapter)