The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 364 The Forgotten Story
A long time ago, there was such a story on Elm Street.

A dissolute nun who has an affair with a group of mental patients leaves a wicked child.

Because his mother was unwilling to raise the child, she threw him in an orphanage. As the child grew up, the evil in his heart grew more and more.

Finally one day, the child made a big mistake that no one can forgive.

He desecrated the mayor's daughter, beat the mayor to death, and burned down the mayor's house
Of course, the devil will always suffer retribution. After the mayor's house ignited a raging fire, he himself did not escape, so he himself was burned to death in the fire.

Well. That's the whole content of this story. Although it sounds a bit monotonous, it is quite educational. It tells children not to do bad things, otherwise evil will be rewarded.

But maybe it's because this story is really boring, or something like "blasphemy" or "setting fire to the house" is really not suitable for telling children. In short, this story gradually disappeared.

Now, decades have passed, Elm Street has developed into the most prosperous street in the town, and this small town called Pringwood has also become a pretty good place to live.

People live and work in peace and contentment and live happily.

This story about the evil boy being burned to death has long been forgotten, let alone his name.

Cypress Street. I don’t know what people in this town thought back then. Anyway, most of the streets here are named after trees, and Cypress Street is next to Elm Street.

On this street, there are two buildings that look quite stylish. The first is the 5-story town post office, and the second is the largest department store in the town, which is also as high as a [-]-story building.

And in the middle of these two buildings, there is a small clinic with only two floors. From a distance, it is a "concave" character.

Uh, maybe the architects and planners of this street were out of their minds back then, otherwise normal people would not have created such a streetscape like 'the front teeth fell out', but people in small towns are already used to this street of the design.

As for when did they get used to it?Nobody seems to remember, they don't even remember when this out-of-the-ordinary hospital came into existence. But, whatever.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the door of the hospital was pushed open, and a doctor who looked supposed to be handsome but with a dejected face came out.

As for why he looked like a doctor at first glance, nonsense, he was wearing a white coat.

And why is the doctor coming out so early?
You don't even believe it. He came out for morning exercises!
Well, for today's young people, such things as "morning exercises" are extremely rare. After all, few people can break free from the shackles of the bed at five or six o'clock in the morning.This kind of thing belongs to the kind of old man who is 70 or [-] years old.

That's why the doctor also looked reluctant. He swayed his still-awake body and stared at his sleepy eyes. He began to fold his stiff body with non-standard movements, shaking the two boneless same arm.

While doing it, he muttered something: "Smelly motherfucker ~ ban me from smoking ~" and so on.

As for this person with 'dissatisfaction' written all over his face, but his body is still very honest, it is naturally Ziliang.

And the frenzied order "you must do morning exercises every day", without even thinking about it, it must be the death order issued by Selina.

It has been three days since I came to the town.
Uh, yes, only three days.It's just that people in the small town selectively think that this hospital has always been built here.This is just a routine cognitive change, a very simple matter, so I won't repeat it here.

In the past few days, Ziliang was not in a hurry to find the next piece of sin, but was adjusting his biological clock.If you let a guy who smokes, drinks, and sleeps all day return to his normal work and rest schedule, it may not be possible to adjust it every one or two months, but let alone, after Selina's training, Ziliang's insomnia is much better, and the dark circles under his eyes have been reduced a lot, but the cigarette addiction can only be relieved by smacking his mouth.

So let's not gossip, soon, Ziliang finished his morning exercises and returned to his office.

20 minutes later.
He welcomed his first patient after arriving on this plane.

This is a very young man, who seems to have just grown up, and is in the youthful stage where he still has fantasies about love. It can be seen from the trendy clothes and well-groomed hairstyle that this guy even Are in love.

Ziliang looked at the young man: "I said brother, the most terrifying thing about love is that it is a trap full of fangs and poison, but at the very beginning, it pretends to be a thief and sweet as fuck"

"." The man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the doctor slumped on the chair in front of him in a daze: "Uh, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, please sit down." Ziliang sighed earnestly, and then raised his body: "Is there any discomfort?"

"Oh, that's right, I've been having nightmares recently," the man said.

"It's normal. When you encounter danger, your body will always have some stress response, just like you will subconsciously avoid it when you are stuck with a needle, which can protect you from harm."

The young man hesitated for a moment: "Uh, but, what does this stress response have to do with nightmares? I mean, there is no danger around me at all."

"Why not." Ziliang frowned and corrected: "Aren't you in a relationship, that thing is the most dangerous."

"." The man was silent for a while: "I don't understand what you mean."

Ziliang waved his hand: "Whatever, you will understand what I said when you grow up. As for the fact that you always have dreams. Hannibal!!——Here is a neurasthenic!" Ziliang suddenly said shouted, scratching his neck.

Then he swiped the door with his hand a few times: "Go out and turn right, there is a psychotherapy room, if there is no one in it, go to the kitchen on the second floor and look for it. I have to catch up on sleep."

He said with an irresponsible face, and then nestled down on the sofa chair. Looking at the posture, he really looked like he was going to sleep on the spot.

The young man frowned. He felt that this hospital seemed unreliable, so he nodded politely and wanted to leave.

Look just when he just lifts his ass and wants to go.
The doctor in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and took out a black notebook from his pocket.

(End of this chapter)