"Lin Qian? Lin Qian? Wake up."
A somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded in Lin Qian's ears. It was a man's voice.
It sounds strange, but if you listen carefully, it feels familiar.
Lin Qian was a little confused. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were extremely heavy.
"The patient has no symptoms of awakening. It seems that the amount of sedatives was excessive, but it seems..."
"Hey? You're awake?" The man seemed a little surprised, and there was a sound of footsteps.
Lin Qian suddenly opened his eyes, and the pale light came into view, which made him subconsciously cover his eyes with his hands.
His eyes seemed a little fragile and could not bear the sudden light.
His vision was completely white, but soon he heard the sound of a switch.
The white light seemed to be dimmer, and after Lin Qian felt that his eyes were no longer stinging, he moved his hand away.
What came into view was a snow-white ceiling. Lin Qian frowned and turned to look around.
The walls are white and the quilt has striped patterns...
"You're awake. How do you feel this time? Are there any more hallucinations?"
A doctor in a white coat walked to Lin Qian's bedside with a concerned expression.
Lin Qian saw some doubts in the doctor's eyes, an illusion? What illusion.
"Who are you?" Lin Qian narrowed his eyes. This guy seemed to be an ordinary person.
Huh? But he seems to be an ordinary person now.
Where are the starving ghosts? Where is the creepy bride?
Lin Qian looked at his hands, they were warm, and the hospital gown on his body made him confused.
"It seems that you have entered the illusion again. What did you encounter this time? Or was it the Cunning Bride? Or should I say Bai Qi?"
The doctor didn't seem too surprised after hearing Lin Qian's inquiry.
"Think about it carefully first. You should be able to remember who you are." The doctor was not in a hurry. He looked at Lin Qian patiently.
Hearing this, Lin Qian had some doubts in her eyes:
"who I am?"
Huh? Wait, how could I say such a thing?
Lin Qianqian sat up suddenly and stared at the doctor:
"Where is this place? Where did the evil ghost in me go? Where did the treacherous bride go!"
But as soon as the words came out, Lin Qian frowned again:
"No, why would I ask these questions? I shouldn't talk nonsense like that."
"What's wrong with me?"
Lin Qian was a little confused, but soon he remembered again:
"I am Lin Qian, the person in charge of Dajiang City, one of the captains of the headquarters..."
"Wait... something is wrong. I am Lin Qian, but I seem to..."
Lin Qian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the doubts in his eyes became more and more intense.
"Yes, you are Lin Qian, but you are not the person in charge of Dajiang City, nor are you one of the captains of the headquarters."
"You are a high school student, a high school student who is about to graduate, and you are now in Qidian Mental Hospital."
"As for the person in charge and the captain of the headquarters you mentioned, this is something from a novel."
"Well, this is it."
The doctor smiled and took out a mobile phone from his pocket and skillfully clicked on a software.
Then it was sent to Lin Qian's eyes. Lin Qian looked at the content on the phone and shrank slightly.
"Mysterious recovery!" Lin Qian whispered the contents of the phone.
It was a novel, a horror novel, called Mysterious Resurrection.
The protagonist is Yang Jian...
"Well, it's a mysterious resurgence. What you mentioned before is all from the mysterious resurgence. Things like the evil ghost, the mysterious bride, the person in charge, the captain of the headquarters, etc. are all from a novel."
"And the reason why you think you are the captain of the headquarters and the person in charge of Dajiang City is just because you imagined that you have entered this novel."
The doctor did not take back the phone immediately but placed it in front of Lin Qian.
"Ever since you were admitted to the hospital, you have been imagining that I have your condition report here. Do you want to read it?"
"It records in detail the content of every fantasy you have, from the initial ghost painting to the recent death of Mr. Qin."
"It's all there. You can understand it yourself. You'll understand it after reading it."
As he spoke, the doctor took a piece of information from a cabinet next to him.
"This is all your fantasies at the moment. You will know after you take a look."
Lin Qian stared at the doctor with a gloomy look in his eyes.
The doctor smiled and didn't care about Lin Qian's expression. He just put the information beside the bed and said:
"I know this is unbelievable, but this is the fact. You will know it after reading the information. It is like this every time you escape from the illusion."
"In this way, you read it first and I won't disturb you. I'll be outside. Just call me after you finish reading."
After saying that, the doctor walked out of the room and watched the doctor close the door. Lin Qian remained silent.
Clean and tidy ward, white ceiling and walls, gentle lighting.
Lin Qian sat on the hospital bed, frowning, and looked at the mobile phone that the doctor had not taken away.
The novel on the screen is still there, mysteriously revived.
"Interesting, the evil ghost with the memory type? When was it?"
Lin Qian stared at the novel, but suddenly he was a little confused:
"What happened to me just now?"
Lin Qian shook his head, there seemed to be something wrong with his memory:
"Am I not basking in the sun on a rocking chair? Yes, in Xiaoyue's apartment."
"Xiaoyue? My sister?" Lin Qian frowned.
He looked away from the phone and looked at the information.
He reached out to take it, but Lin Qian stopped there, seemingly hesitant.
"I'm actually afraid?"
Lin Qian directly picked up the information, his eyes flickering.
"Is it really an illusion? No, how is this possible? My memory has always been so coherent. From the time I traveled to the present, my memory has never been interrupted."
"So, the place I am in now is an illusion."
Lin Qian murmured, and without hesitation, he opened the information.
In the white room, Lin Qian's eyes were a little helpless. He looked at the information in his hand and his body couldn't stop shaking.
Patient: Lin Qian
Symptoms: severe delusional disorder
Cause: The patient has excessive fantasies and believes that he has traveled through time in a novel.
And struggled to survive all the way inside.
Current situation: The patient has completely considered himself to be a member of the novel, and has extremely terrifying strength and status. (It is recommended to increase medication and psychological treatment)
The patient's first fantasy: traveling through the mysterious world of resuscitation, experiencing horrific S-class supernatural events and ghost paintings, and successfully surviving.
Time: May 1, 2012.
The patient's second fantasy: After surviving the ghost painting, he established a relationship with Yang Jian, the protagonist of the novel, and slightly changed the original plot of the mysterious recovery.
Time: June 1, 2012.
The patient's third fantasy: In the fantasy, the ghost he controlled was unstable and in danger of reviving, and he needed to find a way. So he found a special item in the novel, the ghost cabinet, traded with it, and then boarded a car.
The bus of the novel.
Time: July 1, 2012.
Among them, during the treatment period, the patient developed a friendship with a little girl named Gu Keke (who suffered from depression).
So in his fourth fantasy, he imagined a daughter, also named Coco...
…
…
Lin Qian's eyes became more and more confused, and in the end he felt helpless. He looked through the documents in his hand, which clearly recorded the process and results of his supernatural events.
Among them, Coco was actually a figment of his imagination, while the Cunning Bride was a figment of his imagination after he once saw the heroine in another novel.
"This...this can't be..."
But soon a picture suddenly appeared in his intact memory.
Looking at the picture, Lin Qian fell silent, and the look in his eyes was a little gloomy.
"It turns out it's really a fantasy. There's no starving ghost, there's no treacherous bride, there's no cocoa. Are they all my fantasy?"
"Even Xiaoyue is fake."
Lin Qian looked up at the ceiling, his paranoia was really terrifying.
Lin Qian's eyes were blurry, and the memory in his mind was extremely confusing, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, and his eyes were filled with gloom.
"How is it possible, how can it be fake, what kind of paranoia can imagine this."
"The Starving Ghost, the Cunning Bride, Coco, Li Chunfeng..."
But the next moment his eyes became confused again:
"Is it really fake?"
Lin Qian held his head and shook it, feeling very unreal:
"I should have been influenced by a powerful ghost, otherwise I wouldn't be like this."
"But what kind of evil ghost can affect the current starving ghosts?"
The images in my mind were intertwined. On one side were images of the hospital and images of classmates playing around in school.
On one side is a strange and grotesque scene, with evil spirits running rampant and countless dead people.
The two memories began to merge, which made Lin Qian's mind extremely confused.
"Who am I?" a voice said.
"Yes! Who am I?" Lin Qian asked the voice in confusion.
"You are Lin Qian, a high school student, a severely delusional patient, and an ordinary person." The voice sounded again.
"Is that so?" Lin Qian murmured to himself.
"Ordinary people?" Lin Qian lowered his head and looked at his hands.
It's ordinary, nothing wrong with it at all.
His body is also very weak. It seems that his body is weak because he has not exercised for a long time.
He clenched his fists, but his muscles couldn't work hard, he was just an ordinary person.
Lin Qian murmured to himself:
"It seems true."
Lin Qian looked at the information in his hand, his expression constantly changing, sometimes sinister, sometimes confused.
winter, winter, winter
There was a knock on the door, and Lin Qian instantly became alert. He raised his head and stared in the direction of the door with deep eyes.
"Lin Qian, have you finished reading?"
The doctor pushed open the door and entered. When Lin Qian saw it was him, she relaxed her guard for some reason:
"Dr. Jiang."
Lin Qian said the doctor's name, but immediately he felt something was wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong.
"It seems you recognized me."
Doctor Jiang walked in with a smile. When he saw the information in Lin Qian's hand, he shook his head and said.
"Just looking at this information won't make you believe it. It was the same way before."
"Let's go, I'll take you to see Gu Keke and the Cunning Bride in your memory. You'll know after watching it."
"If I guess correctly, there is a pharaoh in your fantasy this time, is it Tutankhamun?"
After hearing this, Lin Qian fell silent, and after a while he spoke:
"You know that."
"Alas... before you entered the fantasy, you read Mina Yin, and you even asked me to buy books about the Pharaohs for you. Among them, you are most interested in Tutankhamun, because his curse is the most famous."
Dr. Jiang said helplessly.
Lin Qian was silent, and the memory in his mind became clearer. It seemed that he had indeed asked him to bring this type of book.
As his memory became clearer and clearer, he became clearer and clearer about who he was. People would never doubt their own memory.
But the clearer it became, the more confused he became.
As if sensing Lin Qian's confusion, Dr. Jiang sighed.
"Come on, I'll take you to see you. You've been sleeping all day."
Lin Qiantong turned around slightly. He felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what the situation was.
His memory is extremely weird, from coherent at first to incoherent, and then to coherent.
Until now, he can actually clearly know that he is imagining, and everything he has experienced is a fantasy.
Lin Qian was a little silent, things shouldn't be like this.
He should firmly believe that this is a fantasy. How could he think this is reality?
His mind was so messed up that he lost some ability to think.
Lin Qian got off the bed, put on the hospital slippers, and looked at the cotton slippers under her feet.
Lin Qian was a little confused. Doctor Jiang couldn't bear to see Lin Qian's appearance.
He has treated many patients, so he is very aware of Lin Qian's confusion.
People like them can't distinguish between reality and illusion, and he understands this pain.
Dr. Jiang didn't say anything. He walked over, picked up his cell phone and medical records, and led Lin Qian out of the ward.
Lin Qian followed Dr. Jiang out of the ward. When he walked out of the ward, he turned his head and looked at the house number (404).
The moment he saw this house number, his mind recalled the room where he first woke up from a mysterious resurgence.
It’s also a 404, which seems to be really fake.
Lin Qian was a little distracted, the memory in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he knew who he was.
He didn't travel through time, it was all just his fantasy.
There is no such thing as Lin Qian from Dajiang City, no such Lin Wudi, no such treacherous bride, all he has is a mentally ill man suffering from delusions.
Everything is his fantasy...
Lin Qian looked at the clean corridor with a little fear in his eyes. This hospital was very scary and he seemed to be trapped here.
Every time I woke up, it was just the same story repeated. I was taken by the doctor to look after Coco, and then to see the picture of the Cunning Bride.
That's actually just the heroine in I Have a House of Horrors.
A fierce ghost named Zhang Ya.
He imagined her as a treacherous bride.
Dr. Jiang didn't say anything and led Lin Qian to a ward in a very familiar way.
"This is Gu Keke."
He pointed at a little girl in the ward. Lin Qian looked through the door and window, her eyes full of bitterness.
The little girl in the ward was playing alone, with no one to accompany her, and she didn't seem to need anyone to accompany her.
Lin Qian looked at the little girl's side face, and that face perfectly overlapped with Coco's face.
Lin Qian looked at him silently, with confusion in his eyes. Doctor Jiang shook his head and sighed:
"Do you want to go see the Cunning Bride?"
"Go and have a look." Lin Qian's deep voice appeared.
Dr. Jiang said nothing, turned around and led Lin Qian in a certain direction.
Lin Qian followed silently, his memory was correct, everything was just his imagination.
As Lin Qian and Dr. Jiang left, the little girl in the ward slowly turned her head.
With a numb expression and an empty face, she slowly showed a smile with only half of her face.
"After reading it later, I will take you to the yard to bask in the sun. The rest of the people will be there, including a few of your friends." Dr. Jiang said.
"Okay." Lin Qian did not refuse. He now wanted to stay in a crowded place.
Even if those people are not normal, it doesn't matter.
Now Lin Qian has completely sobered up, and he understands that he is a psychopath, a delusional patient who often can't help but fantasize.
"Look, is this the Cunning Bride in your memory?"
Dr. Jiang brought Lin Qian to his office and took out a character card from the drawer.
Lin Qian glanced at Dr. Jiang's unclosed drawer. There were several books in it, including the legend of Mina Yin and the Pharaoh.
He even saw the full volume of Mysterious Resurrection and the full volume of I Have a House of Horrors.
Seeing this, Lin Qian was very disappointed. He did not pick up the character card from Dr. Jiang.
He recognized it at a glance. The character on the character card was the Cunning Bride in his memory, and her appearance was exactly the same.
Except that one is wearing a wedding dress and the other is in red, the rest are the same.
"Thanks to Dr. Jiang, I already know who I am."
"I am not Lin Qian of Dajiang City, nor am I Lin Qian, the captain of the headquarters, but a senior student at Qidian High School." Lin Qian said in a low voice.
Hearing Lin Qian's lonely words, Dr. Jiang sighed and reached out to pat Lin Qian's shoulder.
"It's okay, it will be fine. Trust me, we have increased the effectiveness of the medicine this time. As long as you actively cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely recover."
"Paranoia is indeed not difficult to cure. As long as you can clearly distinguish between reality and fantasy, I believe it won't take long for you to fully recover."
"You have to remember that you are not fighting alone, there is me, and the little girl who often comes to see you."
Hearing this, Lin Qian's eyes seemed to light up, and he knew who the little girl Dr. Jiang was talking about was.
"Well, I remember it. Thank you Dr. Jiang." Lin Qian forced a smile.
Dr. Jiang smiled and put the character card back in the drawer:
"Let's go, I'll take you to the yard to bask in the sun."
"I can just go by myself, I know the way." Lin Qian said.
"It's okay. Don't touch the wall by the way. It was just painted yesterday." Dr. Jiang did not refuse, but reminded him again.
It seemed that he felt relieved about Lin Qian after she woke up.
"Okay, I'll pay attention." Lin Qian nodded, then walked out of the office on his slippers, closing the door at the same time.
Doctor Jiang looked at Lin Qian's back, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, he gradually became numb, and his eyes began to become hollow.
When Lin Qian walked out of the office, a look of struggle flashed across his face.
Chapter completed!