I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 77 Dream

Zheng Weiwei is a doctor at Donghai Mental Health Center.

But she was recently seconded by her leadership to a strange place called the Quantum Intelligence Institute.

In a building called Building C, he and other doctors were in charge of treating several mentally ill patients.

The patient she was in charge of was a young patient named Lin Xing.

Looking at the other party's medical records, Zheng Weiwei shook her head, feeling regretful in her heart, "You are so ill at such a young age."

But the strange thing is that she has been in Building C for many days, but the patient has disappeared. Even after she asked her superiors, the other party just told her to wait in peace.

Although this situation is a bit strange, Zheng Weiwei didn't go into it because she was able to go to work and catch fish every day in an aboveboard manner.

And one day ago, it seemed that the other party was finally sent to the ward, and Zheng Weiwei also planned to correct her attitude and start her own work.

But just before she came into contact with the patient, she was called over by the leader.

The leader named Lu Ming looked at her kindly, and after exchanging pleasantries, he said, "Xiao Zheng, are you going to meet Lin Xing this afternoon?"

"I'm here to remind you that Lin Xing is a patient with severe mental illness, so don't believe anything he says."

Zheng Weiwei smelled a strange smell from this sentence, no doctor needs to be specially reminded not to believe what a mental patient says.

Lu Ming went on to say: "Don't believe anything he said, but don't show any doubts, this may stimulate his condition and produce even worse consequences."

"Your predecessor was transferred out of here because of improper treatment that stimulated Lin Xing's condition."

Hearing this, Zheng Weiwei came to her senses: "My predecessor... was Dr. Chu Qingxin, right? Did she irritate the patient?"

Lu Ming nodded: "She tried to find out Lin Xing's cause, and wanted to take the initiative to intervene in Lin Xing's conjecture, but in the end, Lin Xing's condition was further aggravated."

"Now we invite you to come here. We don't expect you to cure him. The key is to ask you to observe his mental state, especially to record his violent tendencies and changes in the three views."

"As for his fantasies, that doesn't matter."

Zheng Weiwei nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

……

The first time I met him was at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Zheng Weiwei looked at this white and clean young man in front of her, and it was really difficult to associate him with a mental patient.

The other party did not have the unusual behavior of ordinary patients. Instead, he looked calm, smiling, and always exuded an extremely normal atmosphere.

But from the appearance of the nurses and security guards as if facing the enemy, Zheng Weiwei felt that the young man in front of her was not easy.

"Lin Xing, right? Hello, my name is Zheng Weiwei, and I'm your new doctor."

"Hello, Doctor Zheng. Where is Dr. Chu?"

Zheng Weiwei replied: "Dr. Chu has been transferred for some matters, and I am now in charge of your treatment."

The other party sighed: "It's a pity, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I want to talk to her when I come back this time."

Zheng Wei smiled and said, "You can also talk to me."

The other party was about to speak just now, but the next moment he frowned, as if thinking of something, he thought about it before saying, "I... used to dream every day."

Zheng Weiwei asked, "What kind of dream?"

The other party said slowly: "I dreamed that I was on a battlefield, and I went to battle every day to kill the enemy, killing or being killed."

Zheng Weiwei nodded: "You said you dreamed every day? Are these dreams continuous?"

The other party nodded, then shook his head suddenly: "How should I put it... It's a constant repetition. Every time I am killed, I will be resurrected, and then rush to the battlefield again, killing enemies until I am killed."

Zheng Weiwei said, "You mean... reincarnation?"

"Yes, so to speak."

Zheng Weiwei said, "Then what's the problem?"

The other party thought for a while and said, "Those dreams are too long."

Zheng Weiwei asked suspiciously, "Too long?"

The other party said: "Fight to death, die to fight, I will repeat this reincarnation thousands or even tens of thousands of times every day."

Zheng Weiwei was surprised: "You said... tens of thousands of times? Do you dream of reincarnation tens of thousands of times every day?"

The other party nodded and continued: "I haven't counted the exact number of times, but it's probably like this anyway."

"I know that you may doubt the authenticity of my words, but please assume that this matter is true before discussing the problems I encounter next."

Zheng Weiwei quickly said: "I don't believe you. Before there is no conclusive evidence, I will not deny the situation you encountered. You can continue to talk about the problems you encountered."

The young man nodded, as if he was recalling something, and said slowly: "The constant reincarnation battle every day has blurred my memory of the real world."

Zheng Weiwei said, "You mean you have symptoms of memory impairment?"

The young man shook his head and sighed: "You still haven't been able to fully replace my state. This is not a memory loss, but a normal phenomenon."

Under Zheng Weiwei's puzzled eyes, the young man explained: "Look, I have to fight tens of thousands of times every day, even if I only fight for 15 minutes each time, that's hundreds of thousands of minutes of continuous fighting every day. This is one or two years. .”

"Think about it again, when I am fighting on a battlefield for a year or two every day, I am completely divorced from the real society."

"When this kind of life lasts for half a month, a month, or even more time, what state will I be in?"

The other party said in a deep voice: "For me, I have been away from the real world for many years, and everything in this world has become familiar and far away in my eyes..."

Seeing the other party's gloomy appearance, Zheng Weiwei tried to comfort her: "I can prescribe some medicine for you, and try to stop you from having that kind of dream."

The other party waved his hand: "There is no way to stop this dream, but the problem now is that I find that the memory in the dream is constantly squeezing my memory in reality."

He looked at Zheng Weiwei seriously: "A person's personality, three views and even morality are inseparable from his own memory. Do you think that if a person has been killing and being killed in a dream for several years, it will affect him What kind of impact will it have?"

Sensing the gaze of the other party, Zheng Weiwei's breath was suddenly suffocated, and she felt as if she was fixed by some kind of beast. It was not until the other party turned her gaze away that her body gradually relaxed.

At this moment, she suddenly couldn't help thinking: "If what he said is true, is this the look you will have after killing countless people?"

Swallowing, recalling what the other party said, Zheng Weiwei thought about it and said: "What you said may indeed happen. If the time in the dream continues to prolong, and even finally exceeds the time you have been in reality, you may become more and more Adapt to the environment of that battlefield, and feel obvious discomfort with the real world."

The other party nodded: "Yes, it's discomfort, no, it's not just discomfort. After a long fight and returning to the real world again, I feel that something is wrong with our world."

Zheng Weiwei said, "Is something wrong?"

The other party shook his head: "I know you can't understand, just like I accepted my father's teachings when I was a child and got used to it, people can't get out of the environment and realize their own problems..."

Zheng Weiwei's face suddenly became a little weird: "Um... you said your father taught you since childhood?"

Lin Xing nodded: "Is there any problem?"

Zheng Weiwei asked: "Have you been able to see your father?"

Lin Xing frowned and said: "I was brought up by my father since I was a child. He only went abroad to work after I went to university. Of course I could see him every day before."

Zheng Weiwei didn't answer in a hurry, but flipped through the information in her hand, and said in a strange tone: "But according to the information I have, you are an orphan and grew up in a welfare institution. You... probably don't know your Who is the biological father?"

(End of this chapter)