"Look at my brain. I don't even know my name is Lin Qian. It's really useless."

He sat on the stone chair again, looking at the street outside with some longing.

"Hey, brother, are you worried that you always forget things?"

At this time, a young man suddenly sat next to Lin Qian, put his arm around Lin Qian's shoulders, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this inquiry, Lin Qian was a little confused. He looked at the hand holding his shoulder, thought about it for a while and didn't pay much attention. He nodded and said:

"Yes, how do you know? I often can't remember my name subconsciously."

"I don't know what happened, but fortunately I can remember it in the end."

"Hey, let me tell you why." The young man said mysteriously.

"Why?" Lin Qian was a little curious.

"Brother, you have to remember that you are not mentally ill, you are a normal person. Don't believe everyone in this place, including me."

"Especially Dr. Jiang, he is the most unbelievable. He is the mentally ill. As long as you believe him, even if you only believe a small part, you will start to lose your memory."

"For example, if you believe he is a doctor, congratulations, you will slowly forget who you are and fall into the memories he has prepared for you."

"This is very dangerous. Do you think there are very few people here?"

"Do you know why this is?" The young man turned to look at Lin Qian and asked mysteriously.

Lin looked into this young man's eyes and suddenly felt a little familiar, but he didn't know where he was familiar.

"Why?" Lin Qian thought for a while and did not dwell on this question. Instead, she asked the young man for an answer.

"Hehe, because everyone else has recovered, of course they won't be here anymore, haha, you are so stupid." The young man laughed and reached out to pat Lin Qian's shoulder.

Lin Qian was a little confused, but after a while his face darkened, but just for a moment he became confused again.

"Recovered? Are they all discharged from the hospital?" Lin Qian asked expectantly.

As he spoke, he looked towards the street outside. There were many people there, and he seemed to go take a look.

"Discharged? Brother, are you not out of your mind? How could they be discharged from the hospital?"

"When I say healed, I mean they are all dead. Do you understand that they are dead? Of course they are healed if they are dead. Brother, do you think this is true?" The young man said with a smile.

Lin Qian's originally confused eyes suddenly became clear. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man:

"How to get out of here!"

"Leave? Brother, don't be joking. I have been here for decades. Do you think I left?"

The young man looked at Lin Qian with a smile, but suddenly he frowned and looked at Lin Qian with some uncertainty.

"Huh? Who are you?" the young man asked in a low voice.

Lin Qian was a little confused:

"I'm Lin Qian, what's wrong?"

"Oh haha, another guy was pulled in... Uh... what am I talking about?" The young man scratched his head, a little confused.

"It's time for Fang Qiu to take medicine!" At this time, a nurse suddenly shouted over here.

The young man suddenly became excited, then turned around and ran away. Lin Qian was a little confused. He looked at the young man's back, his eyes flashed with gloom and surprise.

"Fang Qiu, old man." Lin Qian muttered in his heart.

But suddenly he became confused:

"Who is Fang Qiu? Who is the old man? Why am I acting strange today?"

Lin Qian looked at the nurse who was looking for someone, and her brain seemed a little weak.

"Don't trust anyone, is that it?" Lin Qian's eyes darkened.

He looked around, his eyes full of solemnity.

"It's really scary that I came here during this critical period."

Lin Qian stood up, his expression gradually becoming calmer. He came to the iron fence and looked at the street outside.

Cars were passing by on the street, and children ran by lightly, as if they were scarecrows.

The sky above the city is blue, and a bloody sun hangs high.

"It's troublesome. It's not easy to go out. My memory is good and bad. The starving ghost's supernatural power is still being integrated. I am now equivalent to a consciousness."

"Whenever I can't remember who I am, that's probably when my consciousness goes silent."

"The troublesome bride...isn't she just touched by ghost blood? As for this..."

Lin Qian was a little helpless, but suddenly the look on his face became strange.

"Why am I here?"

On the grass, a middle-aged man was learning how to fly a plane, and the nurse next to him was teaching him patiently.

Lin Qian looked at this scene and felt that it seemed very harmonious. He turned his head and looked in one direction.

There was a woman there, squatting under a big tree, not knowing what she was doing.

The woman was wearing a red dress, and her hair was very messy. She didn't know how she did it, and it looked messy.

The nurses didn't seem to have any intention of helping her clean up.

Lin Qian was a little curious about the woman. He felt that the woman was very familiar. He seemed to have seen her there.

But just as he was about to walk over, a voice sounded from not far away:

"The walk is over, it's time to go back."

It was Dr. Jiang's voice. After hearing this voice, everyone immediately stopped moving.

One by one, they walked dejectedly towards the house. Some of them were unwilling to go back and even ran to Dr. Jiang.

"Captain, can you let me study for a while? I feel like I can fly a plane after studying for a while. Really believe me, I won't lie to you." It was the middle-aged man who was flying the plane on the grass.

"Tomorrow, it's too late and it's not safe to fly." Dr. Jiang said seriously.

"Is that so, okay then." The man said a little dejectedly.

"Well, I'll prescribe it tomorrow." Dr. Jiang said.

"Well, okay." The man walked into the house with a disappointed expression.

Lin Qian looked at Dr. Jiang and frowned, feeling that something was not right.

"Lin Qian, the walk is over, it's time to go back." Doctor Jiang shouted to Lin Qian with a smile.

Lin Qian said nothing and turned to look in the direction of the woman in red.

But when he looked over, he found that the woman had gone there long ago.

Lin Qian looked around and didn't see the woman. He scratched his head and felt a little at a loss.

"Lin Qian?" Doctor Jiang came over at this time and looked at Lin Qian with some worry.

"Can't you tell reality again?"

Lin Qian shook his head:

"No, everything is normal."

"Is that so? That's really good news." Dr. Jiang said.

"Go back first, someone will bring you food later." Doctor Jiang patted Lin Qian's shoulder and said.

"Yeah, I understand." Lin Qian nodded.

Then without saying anything, he walked towards the house, but Dr. Jiang did not follow.

Instead, he came in front of an old man and said in a gentle tone:

"It's the hardest to catch fish at night. The fish go to bed at night, so how can they bite the hook? Don't you think so?"

After hearing what Dr. Jiang said, the old man who was fishing in an empty bucket lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded:

"The God of Fishing is indeed the God of Fishing, and his insights are indeed unique. If I come fishing tomorrow, I will definitely catch a big shark tomorrow."

Dr. Jiang nodded and agreed:

"Will do."

Lin Qian listened to the conversation between Dr. Jiang and the old man, her eyes flickering, and she went straight back to Ward 404 without looking back.

"Don't trust anyone." Lin Qian muttered to himself.

Looking up at the ceiling, it's all white with no trace of dirt.

Leaning on the bed, Lin Qian recalled the young man named Fang Qiu. He seemed to be very abnormal.

Looking out the window, it was getting dark. Lin Qian glanced at the food on the cabinet.

He looked a little wary and did not eat the thing, but his wariness lasted only for a moment.

After touching his stomach, Lin Qian felt a little hungry. It seemed that he hadn't eaten enough for a long time.
To be continued...