I don't know how long it took before I finally awoke from my deep sleep. A radiating headache shot through my head, the overwhelming pain making it impossible to think. I struggled to open my eyes, my vision gradually clearing. The snow-white ceiling caught my eye, and the air was thick with the faint scent of medicine. I was surprised to find myself lying on a bed. Confused, I glanced around. This was a hospital. I immediately realized there were two beds on each side, each containing patients, covered in the same white blanket as mine, taking a nap.
How could I be in a hospital? I shifted my body. The blanket had covered me for so long, and I couldn't help but feel a little hot. My empty stomach rumbled with hunger. I struggled to sit up. The languid feeling of just waking up made me reluctant to move, but I didn't feel any major discomfort. My mental overdraft wasn't particularly related to my physical state. I gathered my thoughts, lowered my head, and thought carefully. I finally remembered that I had been transferred to the hospital because of mental overdraft. But after a moment's thought, the headache returned, and I couldn't help but frown slightly. I'd already overdrawn my mental energy twice in recent days, and it seemed I wouldn't be in a very good mental state for the next few days.
Just as I was lost in thought, the door opened with a creaking sound. I looked up and saw a doctor push open the door. Upon seeing me, he exclaimed happily, "Ah! You're finally awake. You know, you've been in a coma for two days?"
Ah! Two days! No wonder I'm starving. Since I'm fine, I should be discharged. All Wei Yi needed to do now was find something to eat. So, he asked the doctor, "Can I be discharged now?"
"Hehe, it's just exhaustion. You can be discharged anytime you want!"
I glanced at my hospital gown, unsure where my belongings were. Just as I was about to ask, the doctor seemed to realize what was happening and said, "The nurse has already changed your clothes. Your clothes and belongings are all in the property management office!"
Nurse? I couldn't help but feel delighted. I don't know why nurses always evoke a certain kind of desire in men. Perhaps it's because the image of a nurse evokes a sense of saintliness, and this sense of inviolability is precisely what men crave.
I blushed shyly and asked, "Then...the pants..."
"Yes! She'll come to check on me later," he said solemnly, standing beside my bed.
~! I was as happy as a mouse.
Just as I was feeling elated, the door flung open with a yelp. A massive figure loomed over me. A portly, acne-stricken woman appeared at the doorway like a wild boar barging into the hospital. Her face twitched, and she rasped, "Care check!"
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I emerged from the hospital, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air. I saw the light of day again, hehe! Looking at the bright sunshine, my heart pounding, I shouted with joy, "Hu Hanshan is back! Hahahaha~~~"
Suddenly, a group of doctors came running over from a short distance, shouting, "Over there, over there! Quick, catch him! Don't let him get away!"
Several doctors rushed over and pinned me to the ground. My loud explanations were ineffective. They forced me, unable to even lift a finger, into a strange outfit with two sleeves fused together, then hurriedly carried me back to the hospital...
With a clang, the iron door slammed shut. Only a small window let in a sliver of light in this dark, damp place, a place that truly felt like a prison. After being thrown in, I struggled to my feet, grabbed the bars, and yelled to the doctors, "I'm not crazy! Let me out!"
The leading doctor looked at me, then silently glanced across at me. Following his gaze, I saw a mentally ill patient in the ward across the street, snot and drooling. His hands and body were covered in a sticky, disgusting mess that made me shudder. He grinned like a fool, and then his snot started running into his mouth! It was so disgusting, I couldn't help but tremble with fear. It was so horrible, so horrible!
The doctor then shouted to the man across from him, "Are you mentally ill?"
The man across from me wiped his nose and cursed, "You're the one with the mental illness. Look at me, I'm rosy-cheeked and full of energy. Unlike you, with your gray hair and dull eyes, it's a classic case of schizophrenia caused by excessive work pressure. This schizophrenia is clearly what international medicine calls Hormone's syndrome. Just take your medicine! You're mentally ill!"
The doctor didn't say anything. I sat down on the floor in a daze. Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came from behind me: "You...
This chapter is not yet finished. Please turn to the next page to continue reading... ....The Thief Mage, latest chapter, Chapter 16, website: "There's no point shouting like that. These doctors are completely clueless. I think they just randomly brought you here!" Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me. I started at first, then looked back. It was too dark, so I hadn't noticed someone squatting in the corner of the room. From the tone of his words, it seemed like he had also been mistakenly brought in by the doctors. I asked suspiciously, "How long have you been here?"
The figure in the dark corner slowly stood up. Light filtering through the window slowly shone on his face, giving it a look of age. "Aged" was the first word that came to mind. His full beard was particularly striking. He brushed back his long, tangled hair and said glumly, "Alas! Three years! Don't even mention it!"
Three years, my goodness! I stuttered, "D-did you mean three-three years?"
He immediately became furious and recalled, "Yes, I remember a time when a man named Philky slept with my wife. When I found out about it, I was furious. I drank a bottle of liquor and went to get even with him. I didn't expect these doctors to mistake me for a psychopath even though I was drunk, and put me in jail for three years!"
Are you kidding me? Three years for being drunk! I turned to the doctors and said, "No way! You put him in jail for three years even when he was drunk. You're really too much!"
The lead doctor didn't answer me. He remained expressionless for a moment before calmly replying, "Last time, he crippled a patient after saying those words!"
Huh? Why did he sound so confused?
Then the lead doctor coldly asked the man behind me, "What's your name?"
I looked at the doctor in confusion, only to hear a gloomy reply from behind:
"My name is Philky!"
The Philky who slept with his wife was himself? I hurriedly turned to look, only to see the man behind me gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. His eyes were devoid of rationality. He stared at me with red eyes as he slowly approached.
I backed away in panic, pressing my back against the bars. Frantically, I turned and called out to the doctors, "Help! Let me out!"
The leading doctor shook his head, sighed, and walked away. The other doctors followed.
Ah! They're leaving! Oh my god! The person behind me was getting closer and closer. In a panic, I blurted out, "Let me out! Do you know who I am? I'm Kano, one of the world's three most evil villains! Let me out!"
It seemed to work. The leading doctor paused, and so did the doctor behind him. He turned around, and suddenly, the critically ill patient in the opposite room shouted, "I'm a magician! Let me out! If you don't, I'll go out and beat you up!"
The leading doctor adjusted his glasses and said sternly to the doctors behind him, "This new patient's condition is more serious than we thought. We should move him to the intensive care unit across the street!"
"Okay, boss, we'll be there right away!"
Oh my God! It's so dark being locked up with that disgusting guy across the street! No! I immediately pleaded, "Please, no, just keep me here!"
It seemed my plea touched the doctor's heart, and he didn't move me across the street.
So they imprisoned the "magician" across the street...
A horrific scream echoed from the dimly lit ward!