Author: Just a little demon in the mortal world

Luo Yi woke up leisurely, and what he saw was a slowly rotating ceiling fan. The original white paint had fallen off, revealing the unique coldness and hardness of the metal.

Behind the ceiling fan is a white ceiling. It may have been a long time ago. There is a little moldy dust on the wall. The corners are curled and there is a little bit of damp mold.

There was a strong smell of disinfectant in the air, and the smell of alcohol irritated the mucous membranes of the nasal cavity and itched.

Luo Yi raised his head, and there was a small window with steel bars above it. Looking from Luo Yi's current field of view, the sky was gloomy and foggy, and the air came in through the gap, without any freshness.

The surrounding environment is extremely simple, even crude, with empty white walls, no TV, no photos, and not even a mirror.

In the opposite corner, there is a dark iron door with a small black window with steel bars. The outside is also white, there is no noise, and it is so quiet that you can even hear your own breathing.

Move your gaze downward.

The only equipment in the room, apart from the hard iron bed under him, was a small cart one meter away. There were some small bottles and cans on it, as well as a few pairs of needles, one of which still had blood on its tip.

The blood was scarlet, the only bright color in the room, as if it had just been pulled out of the human body.

"Why should I look so carefully?" Luo Yi was a little confused.

But these were like instincts. He quickly identified them after opening his eyes, without thinking, without any deliberateness or weirdness.

"Where am I?"

Luo Yi sat up. As soon as the force was pulled from his shoulders and neck to his chest, he was suddenly pulled back to the bed by a rebound force. When he turned around, he saw that his two arms and wrists were tied with cloth strips.

The other end of the strip is fixed to the iron frame on the edge of the bed.

Not only that, even his ankles were tied with cloth strips, and his whole body was tied to the iron bed like a big character.

"I'm tied up, but why do you have to tie me up, and who am I?" Luo Yi tried hard to think back, but found that his mind was as empty as a newborn baby.

Without memory, without the past, it is just like this room, completely blank.

"How could this happen?" Luo Yi said, his voice hoarse and his throat filled with severe pain, which seemed to be caused by damage to his vocal cords and congestion of his tonsils.

"I have no memory, how can I know this?" Luo Yi's mood began to fluctuate, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

But his contemplation was soon interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

The sound is crisp, cold, loud, and the frequency is uniform. The foot is heavy but the foot is light. This feeling is very contradictory, just like a person walking in a hurry, still deliberately maintaining his walking distance and the rise and fall of his steps.

"These shouldn't be the footsteps of a living person!" Luo Yi thought, but he suddenly changed his mind, "Not a living person? But how can a dead person walk?"

"I'm so stunned!" Luo Yi laughed to himself.

The footsteps outside the door stopped, and the sound of opening the door came. Luo Yi's body tensed unconsciously, and his eyes began to become solemn and cold.

"Bang!"

The iron door opened, and a cool woman in her mid-twenties in a white coat walked in with high heels.

Luo Yi looked at her name tag. This person's name was Chen Mu, a professional doctor who belonged to No. 13 Lunatic Asylum.

"I'm in the hospital!" Luo Yi woke up in shock.

"You're awake. I'm Doctor Echo. Of course you can also call me by my Chinese name, Chen Mu." The woman opened her red lips and spoke softly.

A Chinese name, a European face, a typical mixed-race beauty.

The outer coat is a white coat, underneath is a tight-fitting white shirt, underneath is a high-waisted pencil skirt, and under her long and tight calves are a pair of bright red high-heeled shoes.

Fashionable and simple without losing taste.

Chen Mu is tall and tall, with prominent body curves. She has long dyed gold hair shawl. Her slightly curly hair floats gently as she moves, and the ends of her hair sweep over her extra white and protruding collarbone, giving her a somewhat strange allure.

Looking further up, he saw a white and rosy face with deep features, thick and slender eyebrows, a touch of light blue in the brown pupils, and a slightly raised corner of the mouth, revealing a hint of pride and coldness.

"It would be a shame to be a doctor with this face!" Luo Yi had a ridiculous idea in his mind.

"How are you today? Do you feel better?" Chen Mu said, with a hint of concern in his voice, but his eyes were calm, just like a European and American blockbuster with domestic dubbing, which makes people feel that the sound and picture are out of sync, which is indescribable.

Weird feeling.

"Much better, what's wrong with me?" Luo Yi said.

"You have mania and delusional disorder." Chen Mu paused. "To put it simply, you are a mentally unstable patient!"

"Mental illness?" Luo Yi frowned, "What time is it now?"

"10 a.m.!"

"So I got sick last night, right?" Luo Yi asked, because there were many discarded syringes next to him.

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he stood beside Luo Yi's bed without leaving a trace, blocking his sight.

"Yes, we injected you with a lot of sedatives to stabilize you, but you don't have to worry, we are the top mental hospital in the world, and there is no patient that we can't treat!"

Speaking of this, Chen Mu's eyes lit up, and her originally pale face was flushed. It seemed that the mention of this hospital made her a little excited.

"I think I feel a lot better now. Can you let me go?" Luo Yi tried to shake his wrist. It was red and swollen, and the strip of cloth made him hurt.

All this is exactly what Chen Mu said. He must have struggled desperately last night, otherwise his wrist would not have been injured to this extent.

"It seems that I really have mania!" Luo Yixin said.

"Then you can't do anything. You already injured several doctors yesterday. If this continues, no doctor in the hospital will be willing to treat you." Chen Mu warned.

"Don't worry, I won't attack ordinary people... you!" Luo Yi was a little uncomfortable, as if these words were not his to say.

"Okay, but before I let you go, I will give you an injection first. After the injection, I will untie you!" Chen Mu said.

"inject?"

"Yes, it mainly inhibits and calms you down. It can make you feel more relaxed."

"How many times do I need to hit every day?" Luo Yi asked.

"Usually it's once every three days, but your condition is very serious, and now you need to be injected almost four or five times a day." Chen Mu said, and began to prepare the potion.

"What kind of medicine is in this?" Luo Yi looked at the yellowing medicine in the syringe, feeling a little conflicted in his heart.

It seems that these medicines are very abnormal. The yellowish liquid looks like corpse oil?

"Why did I think of this?" Luo Yi was a little surprised. This was definitely not the reaction a normal person should have when seeing the potion.

Chen Mu noticed his expression and said, "You have delusional disorder, so it's best not to stare at something carefully."

"Delusion!" Luo Yi chewed these three words over and over in his mind, "Can a person without memory also suffer from delusion?"
Chapter completed!