Dream...

After thinking about it, this thing is quite naughty. When people enter a sleeping state or relaxing state, they will quietly avoid subconscious examinations and express themselves in various images.

Some people say that dreams are a window to the unconscious world, some people say that dreams are just a kind of satisfaction to suppress subconscious desires. In short, dreams are not so traditional logical. They connect the deepest part of our thinking, absurdity, madness, and strange things... And people in dreams almost completely do not feel that they are in the dream.

So what will the world of consciousness of mental patients look like? Is it like we are in a dream?

A century and a half ago, quite a few people believed that mentally ill people were a group of "subconscious" explosions, thus replacing the original "surface consciousness". To put it better, this group of people always live in dreams and cannot distinguish between virtual and reality.

From this perspective, an alternative treatment method was derived, without the use of drugs, nor through external stimulation such as acupuncture and electric shock. Instead, it started directly from the patient's consciousness itself and pointed directly to the source of the disease...

In fact, mental illness is still different from other diseases. A large part of it is without substantial organic damage. Their lesions are invisible and intangible things like memory, emotions, and thinking.

So theoretically speaking, this treatment method is the most direct and effective.

But the world of thinking is too mysterious. To this day, the treatment of most mental diseases is still based on treatment methods such as electric shocks, sleeping pills, and binding belts.

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But...is this really the case?

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Okay, after saying this, everyone may have vaguely captured something in their minds, but it is not clear enough.

Then let's pull our thoughts back to this story again.

At this time, Dr. Zhang already had 3 sets of numbers... The first one was that he found "8131620", the second one was that Liu Yi found "74123", and the third one was that the three of them got together.

The unbearded uncle named "Jia Renliang" has already introduced his profession and name, so the three of them walked out of this small house that had been covered with for a century...

Soon they climbed out of the hole... But just after Dr. Zhang stood still, he was surprised to find that the mirror on the toilet table was not broken, and it was still hung intact on the wall. There were no blood stains or scratches on the door panel of the "toilet single room" separated by wooden boards. All the traces about the numbers just now disappeared completely, like a dream.

Dr. Zhang opened his mouth slightly and stood there in a daze, but soon, he escaped from the shock. There were so many strange things that happened that night that he became a little numb...

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yi also climbed out of the big hole.

"Hey? How did the mirror recover?" he shouted in surprise.

Dr. Zhang didn't think much. In fact, he had long noticed how bizarre all this he had experienced, but his constant understanding made him not want to admit it. "Maybe, it's really like what you said... Let's all be in a dream..." he said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking... Uncle Jia Renliang also crawled out of the big pit with a whimper: "What happened?"

Dr. Zhang looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well... if I say, all this is a dream..."

He didn't say anything further, but looked at the other party's reaction.

Sure enough, the other party looked at him like he was mentally ill.

For a moment, Dr. Zhang seemed to see himself when he just woke up. At that time, Liu Yi also said that this was a dream, and he also looked at the other person with such a look...

Liu Yi~self~Jia Renliang~One person...and then another person, from doubt to belief, it is like a kind of inheritance.

Perhaps, everyone's experience is in another person's dream.

Maybe everything now is still in someone's dream...

Who knows?

Thinking of this, Dr. Zhang shook his head. He didn't explain anything anymore, because he knew that this uncle named Jia Renliang would understand all this sooner or later.

Just like myself at this moment.

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In this way, Dr. Zhang ignored the other party's inexplicable eyes and walked straight past the mirror. Without even looking at it, he came to the door of the toilet.

He pressed the door handle down.

"Click..."

The door lock made a sound of being opened...

"Open...it's on!"

Dr. Zhang shouted in surprise. He had no hope of opening it up at all, but he just came to try it. Unexpectedly, it turned out.

"What's wrong with this..." Jia Renliang asked when he saw the other two people's surprised expressions.

Liu Yi hurriedly explained: "This door could not be opened, but I didn't expect it to be opened now..."

"Can't open it? It's like when I was locked in the "lounge"?" Jia Renliang said.

Liu Yi nodded and said that it was almost that way.

At this time, Dr. Zhang had already stepped out of the door: "Okay, come out first and then talk slowly~" He waved to the two people beside the big hole and shouted, blocking the door, as if he was afraid that the door would not be able to open again after it was closed.

When Jia Renliang and Liu Yi heard this, they hurried out the door. After all, no one wanted to be locked in the toilet.

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At this moment, the three of them stood side by side in the corridor outside the toilet door, similar to the "mild illness area" where Dr. Zhang was located. The corridor of the "critical illness area" is also connected to the front and back. One side is full of wards and the other side is a wall, and the two ends of the corridor are stairs and windows.

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"I finally figured it out. I don't want to stay with shit all the time!" Liu Yi said.

Dr. Zhang sighed. He didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all. Now his mind is full of the new patient with scars on his mouth.

"It's him, all this is the mess of that bastard!!!" He muttered fiercely in his heart. For some reason, when he saw the photo of that guy for the first time, he felt extremely bored with him... No, it's not just boredom, but hatred and anger...

Just then

"Hehehe~"

A strange laughter came from the other end of the corridor.

"This...this laughter!" Liu Yi looked panicked and pointed to the direction where the sound came: "This is the laughter I have heard!"

Jia Renliang also said in a panic: "This voice...this person is the one who locked me in the lounge!"

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In fact, at the moment when it appeared, a sense of anger burst out in Dr. Zhang's eyes. Before Liu Yi and Jia Renliang distinguished the sound, he could hear that the sound was the laughter he heard after dialing the phone number... He also knew that this was the voice of the new patient.

Sure enough...it's all about him!

"Let's go!" Dr. Zhang rushed out almost the next second: "You must catch that bastard!" he shouted.

Liu Yi and Jia Renliang also looked at each other and hurriedly chased after him.

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This corridor is not long. In less than a minute, the three of them ran to the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

And the sound came from the upper floor...

"Damn it... it's so ugly!" Dr. Zhang looked up from bottom to top, with disgust on his face. Then he ran upstairs again.

He climbed up the second floor and then up the third floor, one after another, and he had no idea how many stairs he had climbed. At this moment, his mind was already filled with the inexplicable anger. He pursued the laughter and climbed upwards.

He never thought about why this sharp laugh could penetrate such a high floor and reach his ears, nor did he think about why no one in the hospital saw this whole night except for the two guys following him.

There were also those two strange chairs, those doors that could not be opened, and the awakenings again and again, and the numbers that existed for unknown reasons. At this moment, he had forgotten them all.

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All of this is illogical...it's like waking up from a dream, but still in a dream.

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Finally, after countless steps, Dr. Zhang came to the end of the stairs, which had long exceeded the height that the hospital should have.

But he wouldn't care about these things. The deeper he fell in the dream, the less he would notice such absurdity. Just as people in the dream could not distinguish between reality and illusion. He didn't even notice that the two people who were still following him just now had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, what was in front of him was a row of huge iron doors welded into a row of fences.

He knew that this was a fence that isolates the area for active activities of dangerous mental patients, which is what the patient called "Liu Yi" told him, the corridor where he was in his first dream. On one side of the iron gate, there is a password lock, which is the kind with 1 to 0,0 on the top in the middle of the bottom row, and there are "*" and "#" on both sides...

Dr. Zhang rushed over with a steadily step. The password of the lock was "74123". He knew that because Liu Yi had told him a long time ago.

After a few "drip" sounds of electrons, the iron door opened in response.

Dr. Zhang pulled open the iron fence, and in front of him was a long and narrow corridor with walls on both sides and no room. It stretched forward into the darkness. The light bulbs above his head flickered, and the sound of steel rubbing against each other echoed in the corridor.

He ran in frantically... because the sharp laughter sounded again.

He ran for a long time, but was still tired. Finally, he saw a door at the end of the corridor.

This is the door of a ward, and the door frame is written with a door number...380.

Ward No. 380.

Dr. Zhang frowned. He seemed to feel that this Ward No. 380 was extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember anything.

So he gave up thinking.

Because at this moment, his thoughts have been swallowed by an inexplicable emotion. He doesn't like the new patient, he doesn't like it very much, he feels extremely disgusted, jealousy, hatred, anger, and even...
To be continued...