"Li Xian, the reason why you think you are from another time and space is because you are escaping yourself is a typical manifestation of paranoia and schizophrenia."

Li Xian, with her hair and hair, sat on the hospital bed, looking at the girl in a white coat in front of her, and was speechless.

Paranoid...that's a big deal!

He had just passed the interview with an agency and was about to start his own superstar career, but he died in a car accident on the way to sign a contract.

Two days ago, he traveled to this world and found that he had possessed himself in this depressed patient with the same name as him.

He knew very well that all this was not paranoid.

All the memories of my previous life are so clear, including my family, friends, teachers and classmates, and entertainment works that are completely different from this world.

How could it become paranoid if it is so real?

Facing his silence, the girl in a white coat stood up from the bench and sat side by side on the edge of the bed.

"As an agent, you are betrayed by the artist you made famous, and you feel very painful inside. I can understand that you are escaping yourself like this. But do you know that pain is completely self-defined."

"For example, some people live alone and have no fixed place and have no friends or relatives, and will feel lonely; but some people have lovers and their own houses, and many friends and colleagues will feel strongly lonely."

Li Xian felt a soft little hand resting on his shoulder.

The owner of the arm was smiling cleanly at him.

"So what kind of loneliness really comes from loneliness itself, not the negative emotions arising from unsatisfactory work, unsatisfactory house, and unsatisfactory marriage?"

Hiss ~

Touching his chin, Li Xian fell into a new round of meditation.

This seems to make sense.

But as a mentally normal person, the focus should not be on this.

The original owner of this body is an agent.

The reason for being in a mental hospital was that the artist who he had done his best to make him famous a year ago suddenly terminated his contract with him and became a senior star agent in the same company.

With the deep resources of the new agent, the artist quickly became popular and soon became a hot new actress in the domestic entertainment industry.

The career blow caused the original owner who was already suffering from depression to collapse directly.

In the more than a year of illness, the original owner committed suicide four times, but fortunately they were rescued.

Just as Li Xian was sorting out the information, the girl beside him had already jumped to the ground and squatted in front of him.

"It is more difficult than imagined to attribute this matter, but it is more difficult to analyze yourself than attribution."

“It’s more accurate to admit that you don’t have the ability to keep your labor fruits and feel frustrated.”

"Li Xian, facing the root of your pain, overcoming or accepting it is the right way to get rid of depression. Come on!"

As the girl blinked her eyes, her big watery eyes were filled with encouragement.

After looking at those clean big eyes for a moment, Li Xian smiled awkwardly and politely.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open and a nurse carrying a tray walked in.

"Li Xian, you feel good today...ah? Wen Nuan, why did you steal the doctor's clothes again? Take it off for me quickly!"

Seeing the nurse, the girl squatting on the ground jumped up, and the monkey rushed to the next bed like a monkey.

"You old witch! You want to poison me, you want to poison me, right?! You have poisoned Li Xian to death, and now you are finally going to attack Nuannuan! Look at the trick!"

brush!

A slipper with the sound of breaking wind overturned the tray in the nurse's hand.

"Come on bed No. 2 Wen Nuan is sick again. Come and catch her!"

As the nurse screamed, several male guards rushed into the ward.

A storm of chasing and breaking free was staged in the ward.

Watching the girl silently being pressed on the bed by the nurses, Li Xian lay back on his bed and covered himself with a quilt.

It's been two days.

He has accepted the fact that he has traveled through time.

It's time to get rid of this hell.

"well......"

A long sigh came from under the quilt.

On the sheet, there are small red characters in bright red;

Tiancheng First Psychiatric Hospital.

......

When the noise in the ward ended, it was already afternoon.

The sunlight hits the quilt through the gaps in the curtains, making the taste of Suwen become more and more intense.

On the hospital bed next to it, a small figure was tightly tied to the bed by a restraint.

After taking the tranquilizer, the girl was already asleep.

Looking at the tiny hairs that were too fair on his face, as he breathed, Li Xian pursed his lips.

He picked up his quilt and covered the girl's body with a restraint belt with the side written on it.

Without seeing the signs and restraint belts of the mental hospital, she finally looked no different from other girls of this age.

After doing all this, Li Xian put on his slippers and walked out of the ward.

It was a rare quiet time for this hospital that mainly treats severe mental patients at around 2 p.m.

Most of the patients have fallen asleep after taking the medicine at noon, and only the families who accompany them are lying or lying in the corridor with cardboard boxes.

Try not to see those numb, even worse than mentally ill faces, Li Xian came to his attending doctor's office.

The door is not closed.

A man in his forties and quite thick hair was lying on the table and dozing.

Li Xian has been here twice. In two days, he has dealt with several hospitalized doctors more or less.

The sleepy man named Zhao is quite good compared to other doctors. The day Li Xian first came, he heard him playing guitar in the office.

In such an environment, it is not easy for people who can maintain a good mental state.

Twist twist.

As Li Xian knocked on the door, the man suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong?!"

Seeing the man's panic, Li Xian smiled apologetically.

"Doctor Zhao, I want to tell you something."

"Oh, Lee Xian."

The man wearing glasses breathed a sigh of relief, he slightly corrected his posture and pointed to the chair;

"sit."

Sitting down at the desk, Li Xian calmly placed his hands on the table.

Scientifically, placing your hands in front of the other person when talking to someone can give the other person a sense of security to the greatest extent.

But as Li Xian moved, the man suddenly flashed backward.

"What are you doing?"

"Forehead......"

Feeling the man's alert, Li Xian retracted his hand awkwardly.

"Doctor Zhao, I came to see you because I felt that my illness has been cured recently, so I want to communicate with you to see if I can get me out of the hospital."

"you?"

Facing the sincere Li Xian, the doctor looked him up and down.

Then, he smiled.

"Okay, since you said your condition has improved."

"Please pay attention to your wording. Doctor Zhao is not improving, but heals."

Li Xian stretched out his finger and reminded him in time.

His serious look made the doctor laugh again.

"It doesn't matter. It's mainly because you say your condition has improved..."

"get well."

"...Don't worry about this issue first. Let's do a test first. If you can pass the test, I will consider getting you out of the hospital."
To be continued...