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Chapter 1 Fiction Can Cure Disease

"1 plus 1 equals how much?"

"2."

"3 plus 1 equals how much?"

"4."

"What is 2 plus 6?"

"8."

"It's unbelievable that you got all the answers right!" The doctor's eyes were as big as a bird's egg, and his face was full of shock.

Liu Xing was disdainful: "Even if you ask more difficult questions, I can answer them correctly."

The doctor was dubious: "What is 7 plus 8?"

"15."

……

The doctor asked nine elementary school math calculation questions one after another, and Liu Xing answered them fluently.

"It's really a miracle in the history of medicine!" The doctor looked in disbelief, "Could it be... your dementia is really cured?"

Liu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Don't worry. You have been suffering from dementia for more than two years, why did you suddenly recover?" The doctor then asked, "Liu Xing, do you still remember where your family lives?"

"No. 77, Novel Street, Chengnan District, Tianhai City."

"What do your parents do?"

"Both my parents are chefs, and they opened a restaurant on Fiction Street."

"Do you know who she is?" The doctor raised his right hand and asked a young woman sitting beside him.

Liu Xing looked in the direction he pointed. The woman was in her early twenties, with a delicate face and snow-white skin, as if soaked in milk. Her clothes were very ordinary, just light-colored casual clothes, giving people a clean and friendly look. Feeling, it looks very pleasing to the eye.

"Her name is Liu Shiming, and she is my older sister." Liu Xing replied, "She is 22 years old, studying in the Department of Archeology of Tianhai University. She likes to read novels about tomb robbers and hates wearing high heels. She is 1 meters tall, weighs 68 kilograms, and her measurements are 47, 85, 61..."

"..." Liu Shiming.

The doctor turned to Liu Shiming and asked, "Is he right?"

"..." Liu Shiming pursed her thin lips slightly and nodded slightly.

"Strange, is it true that dementia has recovered? Just because of reading a mystery novel?"

The doctor still couldn't believe it. If it was true, this would be a major discovery for the Chinese medical community.

While studies have shown that reading speculative novels can improve people's intelligence, so far there is no evidence that reading speculative novels can cure dementia.

"Liu Xing, which mystery novel are you reading?" the doctor asked.

Opening a schoolbag beside him, Liu Xing took out a novel with a blue cover and put it on the table.

""Detective Wang Nan"?"

The doctor picked up the novel and looked at it.This "Detective Wang Nan" is a mystery novel published a year ago. It is written by a third-rate writer. It is not very famous. Can it really cure dementia?
"Doctor, how is my brother's illness?" Liu Shiming asked with concern.

After turning over a few pages of "Detective Wang Nan", the doctor said slowly: "Liu Xing seems to have really recovered, but his dementia was cured by reading mystery novels. There has never been a similar case in our hospital. Just in case One, let Liu Xing come to the hospital for reexamination every once in a while."

Liu Shiming nodded.

Liu Xing asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

The doctor said with a smile: "Let your sister go through the discharge procedures, and then she can be discharged. Young man, go home quickly and give your parents a happy message. They have been looking forward to this day for two full years. It's not easy!"

……

Walking out of the hospital building, it was already evening, the setting sun slanted across the sky, and the last ray of afterglow dyed the hospital square into a golden color.

Looking at the beautiful sunset, Liu Xing was in a good mood.

Liu Xing used to live on the earth, surfing the Internet and reading novels every day, enjoying life extremely.Unexpectedly, an accident caused him to travel here and possess the body of this dementia patient.

The original owner of the body has been suffering from dementia for more than two years. He looks dull, and his only hobby is reading mystery novels.It wasn't until he was possessed by Liu Xing a few days ago that his consciousness returned to normal.

Leaving the inpatient building, the siblings went to the parking lot of the hospital together and found a white lady's motorcycle.

Riding on the motorcycle driver's seat, Liu Shiming started the car: "Ah Xing, get in the car."

"Sister, I'll drive."

"I remember you can't drive?"

"Uh... I'm joking." Liu Xing quickly changed his words. Before crossing, he especially liked riding motorcycles, so he said it smoothly.

Liu Shiming smiled slightly: "A Xing, your personality seems to have changed. You used to be always taciturn, but now you are much more cheerful, as if you are a different person. I wonder if you are my brother."

"If you want to treat me like a brother, I really don't mind."

"Cut, come on. You are flying into the sky, and I am also your sister." Liu Shiming handed over a black helmet, "Put the helmet on quickly, we will go home now." The voice was a little softer, serious He reminded me, "Ah Xing, when you drive later, you have to be good, hold me tightly with your hands, sit up straight, and don't move your feet, remember?"

Liu Xing was really not used to her speaking tone, as if he had become a three-year-old child.However, it is no wonder that this body has been suffering from dementia for the past two years, and his intelligence is similar to that of a three-year-old child. People around him probably treat him as a child.

"A Xing, are you sitting still?"

"Stable."

"Hold me tight with your hands."

"Hold it tight."

"It can be a little tighter, so as not to fall."

"..." I'm not a three-year-old child!

The motorcycle drove out of the gate of the hospital, along the Third Ring West Road, all the way south.

Although it is a motorcycle, it travels slower than a bicycle.Liu Shiming deliberately slowed down the speed of the car. She was worried that Liu Xing would move around and accidentally fall from the car and hurt himself.

Liu Xing didn't care that the motorcycle was driving so slowly, he could just take this opportunity to enjoy the scenery of the world: the criss-crossing streets, the vehicles coming and going, the high-rise buildings rising from the ground, and the colorful neon lights , a breath of modern city...

Here, like the earth, is a world of science and technology. The biggest difference is that the novel industry in this world is very developed, and people in China especially like to read novels.

As the saying goes, books are the engineers of the human soul.Reading novels has a subtle influence on people, the more fascinated you are, the greater the influence.

In China, there is a special reading technique that can make people more thoroughly addicted to novels. This special reading technique is called "substitutional reading technique".

With the birth of reading technology, the influence of novels on readers has been greatly improved, and the lives of many people have also been changed by reading novels.

Some people become more agile because of reading mystery novels; some people like to study because of reading campus novels; some people are cured of depression because of reading funny novels.

However, there are also some people who have lost their minds because of reading unhealthy novels, and have gone astray since then.

"Ah Xing, go through this alleyway and you will arrive at Novel Street."

After being reminded by Liu Shiming, Liu Xing realized that the motorcycle had entered a narrow alleyway.

The laneway is about three meters wide, with tall white walls on both sides, and there is an orange street lamp every ten meters, and the light is relatively weak.It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the alley was quiet.

Boo!
Suddenly, the motorcycle slammed on the brakes. Liu Xing was caught off guard and hit Liu Shiming directly on the back. When he looked up, he found a man standing about two meters in front of the roadway, blocking his way.

"Liu Shiming, you are finally here!"

The man was wearing a black suit, with a stern face, his eyes were fixed on Liu Shiming, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you one last time, will you marry me?"

"Are you sick?" Liu Shiming seemed disgusted, and took off the black helmet, "Cai Zhijian, if you keep pestering me like this, don't blame me and call the police!"

"Call the police? Hehe, I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

After finishing speaking, the face of the man in black suddenly twisted, and he became a little more ferocious. He touched his arms, and unexpectedly took out a silver dagger, and rushed towards Liu Shiming.

"You are crazy!"

Liu Shiming was so frightened that her face turned pale, she blocked it with her helmet, then jumped off the motorcycle, ran away quickly, shouting, "Ah Xing, get out of here!"

After running a few steps, there was a fork in the road, and Liu Shiming immediately turned into another alleyway. The man in black chased him like crazy, brandishing a dagger.

"Liu Shiming, you are my woman, and you belong to me alone!"

In the dark alleyway, Liu Shiming ran forward desperately, while the man in black followed closely behind him like a mad dog.

The light in the alleyway was too weak, and in a panic, Liu Shiming suddenly tripped and fell to the ground. Just as she was about to get up, a man in black a few meters away had already chased him up, holding a gleaming dagger, and charged straight at her. Come, Liu Shiming's face turned pale with fright.

"Don't move, police, or you'll shoot!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded in the alley.

Hearing the word "shoot", the man in black trembled in fright, and a sharp engine came from behind, and the sound quickly drew closer.

The man in black suddenly turned his head, only to see a motorcycle speeding towards him. Suddenly, the headlights of the car came on, and a glaring white light shone on the man's face, making him unable to open his eyes. He quickly raised his hand to cover it.

Before he could react, the motorcycle had already passed by the man in black like a shooting star. In the blink of an eye, a black helmet hit the man in black heavily on the head, and screams followed in the alleyway.

Boom!

The silver dagger fell to the ground, and the man in black rolled his eyes and passed out on the spot.

At the same time, the motorcycle braked suddenly, the speed was too fast, the tires rubbed against the ground violently, squeaked—a five-meter-long gray tire mark was scratched on the ground, and a 180-degree tail-flick drifted, and the motorcycle finally stop.

Suddenly, the surroundings returned to calm.

The faint orange street lights were still on, and a few dogs barking from nearby residents could be faintly heard in the long alleyway.

With her arms around her shoulders, Liu Shiming curled up in a corner, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Raising her head slowly, Liu Shiming saw a very familiar motorcycle parked beside her, on which sat a young man with a black helmet in his hand.

However, this young man was not a policeman, but Liu Xing.

(End of this chapter)