Blue and White Society

  Chapter 258 Extreme guilt

  Gun Gun was still a baby, about the size of a chow chow, when Mo Poor held him in his arms, Gun Gun immediately pressed against his chest with peace of mind, curling up.

  Mo Poor took Gun Gun to eat and drink at the base first, while Lord Gou watched enviously.

  There is no harm without comparison. Originally because of the cheating of the silly roe deer, the dog who had no interest in pets suddenly developed a love for pets.

   Master Gou couldn't bear it anymore, he forcibly carried Gun Gun away and let Gun Gun crawl on top of him. After being rolled over by Gun Gun, he was dragged down without getting angry, and got up from the ground silly.

  Although Gun Gun doesn't pretend to talk to Master Gou, Master Gou still loves him very much.

  But for Mo Poor, the trouble of not fostering also came, that is, he really couldn't afford it.

  Whether it’s dairy products or bamboo roots and tender stems, the General Affairs Department can provide them. He doesn’t need to hire someone, just buy them directly.

   But even so, eating and drinking alone costs two hundred thousand dollars a year, which is simply a gold swallowing beast.

   Just when Mo Poor was considering whether to sell the Tafei stone or borrow it from You Xin, Lord Gou suddenly waved his hand in his arms and said, "I'll come out!"

  Mo Poor was shocked all over, and said in shock: "Aren't you short of money?"

   "Sell a danmu and you'll get it, and it will arrive in minutes." Lord Gou said.

   "You are so inhuman... Do you have enough danmu to save it?" Mo Poor said.

   "No." Lord Gou said.

   "Uh...there are just a few grown?" Mo Qiong asked in a daze.

   "Not really, it will take two more months." Lord Gou said.

  Mo Poor said in astonishment: "This...you are empty-handed, white wolf?"

   "What empty glove white wolf? This is called advance sale! Danmu has a price but no market. Others pay half of the deposit first, and the goods will be delivered after a while. There are a lot of people willing to do it." Gou Ye laughed.

  Mo Poor hurriedly said: "If you didn't tell me earlier, then I don't need you, I'll sell it myself."

   Seeing that he insisted, Lord Gou didn't need to do anything more. He has a lot of things like food, which can be distributed to Mo Poor, but it's different for the rolling food, and he has to honestly buy good tender stems from the General Affairs Department.

But I still reminded: "Just sell one. You are a newcomer, and you really need things like danmu to enhance your life-saving ability. If you are too weak, you will hinder me in doing tasks. Don't sell them if you plant them in the future. eat by yourself!"

  Mo Poor smiled, and listed a danmu for sale on the intranet, stating that it was pre-sold in advance, and it would take half a year to get it.

   There is no doubt that if you give the money first, and then get the item half a year later, no member will buy it in the first place.

   Only the peripheral personnel who need it bid, but the part of the peripheral personnel that is particularly needed can't wait for half a year, so the enthusiasm for bidding is not high.

  Only those who are rich and don’t need danmu urgently will choose to order first.

  Mo Poor waited for half an hour before someone finally offered 10 million yuan, and the deal was decisive, and Mo Poor got 5 million yuan.

  After working for more than an hour, he bought a year's worth of food for Gun Gun, and placed it in his own villa on Xudao Island, where the two scholars took turns to look after him. Only then did he finish worrying.

   "You panda is still young. When you have free time, you should train it to listen to your instructions. The panda is very smart. When it grows up, it will be your partner." Gou Ye said.

   "I know, at least let it understand the instruction to roll over, and roll over as soon as it hears my order." Mo Poor said.

  Grandpa Gou nodded and said: "I have already accepted a survey mission in Qingdao. After you finish it, you can move around freely for a while, so go home and have a look."

   "Thank you." Mo Poor smiled.

   "There's nothing to thank for that, I still have some time, I'm going to visit an old friend." Lord Gou said.

   Mo Poor remembered that Lord Gou came to Canada, apparently to bring him a pet, but in fact he wanted to visit a friend.

   "Okay, where is it?" Mo Poor asked.

   "Oakville Mental Hospital." Lord Gou said calmly.

   "..." Mo Poor was taken aback, went to a mental hospital to visit a friend?

  …

  Oakville Mental Hospital is in a small town in Ontario.

   This is a psychiatric hospital on the surface, but it is actually one of the medical insurance institutions under the Lanbai Society, which only accepts members or peripheral personnel who have collapsed.

   There is no doubt that there are very few members who really collapsed due to too much pressure, and even if they do, they will be cured.

   Most of the people living here are members who have been twisted by their minds.

   Is the mind destroyed by the contained object, or infected with some kind of abnormal psychological effect.

   A lot of... is unsolvable.

  Master Gou’s friend is a mentally distorted Beta member named Ned, a white man.

   "You're here again..." When the doctor saw Lord Gou, he knew who he was visiting, and led him to a certain room.

  Mo Poor followed Lord Gou and walked into a ward, and he could see that there was nothing in the room, which was completely different from the warm decorations in other rooms.

  In the entire room, there was only one bed, one chandelier, and a table with a plate of untouched dinner on it.

  Sneijder was haggard, kneeling in a corner, covering his face and whispering, not knowing what he was doing.

   "Ned, I'm here to see you." Lord Gou walked in and said.

  Sneijder turned around and instinctively replied: "The dog thief..."

   As he spoke, his pupils shrank suddenly, his expression was sad, his eyes showed pain, and he sobbed in a tone of extreme remorse: "No, what did I do? I called you a thief...Damn it..."

  Master Gou's eyes darkened, he walked over and knelt down to support Sneijder and said, "You are not wrong, I call you a dog thief, there is nothing to feel guilty about."

   Sneijder whimpered, and Lord Gou hurriedly took out a piece of paper to wipe his tears and nose.

   As a result, this behavior caused Sneijder to collapse again: "No! I stained your paper! God!"

   "No, no, you are doing well, Ned, let's eat something." Lord Gou said softly, and then picked up a small piece of bread and handed it to his mouth.

   And Nas Ned was still madly saying that his breathing wasted the earth's oxygen and polluted Lord Gou's skin and so on.

  Master Gou patiently comforted each of them.

   Mo Poor, who was watching at the door, saw Lord Gou so patient for the first time, and his tone was rarely gentle. He was completely different from Mo Poor when he first met him.

   "What kind of disease is this?" Mo Poor asked softly outside the door.

  The doctor glanced at Mo Poor and replied, "Extremely guilty."

   "Mind twist?"

"Yes, no matter what he does, he will always have a painful and regretful sense of guilt. Even the daily trivial things like breathing and drinking water will make him feel that he has done something wrong! The guilt and guilt in it There is no harm to his body, but it torments his mind. Even if he does nothing, his past memories will come out again and again, tormenting his heart." The doctor sighed.

  Mo Poor took a deep breath. This is equivalent to being tortured by guilt all the time. He even feels wrong when eating and drinking, not to mention he is still a member?

  Have you ever killed anyone in a mission? Animals are always killed, right? If one has experienced many battles, how much torment would it be to be forced to feel guilty one by one? There is no peace at all!

   "Didn't he even eat? How about breathing? Will he deliberately suffocate himself?" Mo Poor said.

The doctor said: "The breathing is fine, because I can only confess one guilt thing at the same time, and the pain is the one with the highest guilt. As a member, he has too many big things 'worth regretting', and he rarely suffers from breathing Waste of air and basically immediately get distracted by something else."

"For most of the meals, we feed him normally, comforting and feeding. It is meaningless to adopt other feeding methods to avoid his pain, because no matter what method, he cannot avoid his inner torture. Even if forced anesthesia makes him When I fall asleep, I also have nightmares, the kind of nightmares that bear a huge sin."

   Mo Qiong sighed. Sneijder must have all kinds of guilt every moment.

  Coax him to eat and then suffer. It is not much different from anesthesia forcibly injecting nutrients and then suffering. The latter can be more painful.

   "Living like this...is too..." Mo Poor said softly, he didn't say that living like this would be better than dying.

  But the doctor still heard it, and said: "We have no right to deprive him of his life, and the agency will not give up the treatment. We have been trying our best to get rid of this effect."

  Mo Poor was silent, and then looked at Lord Gou, at this moment he managed to persuade Sneijder to take a bite of bread.

   But seeing the bitten bread, Ned was even more frightened: "Ah! What have I done!"

   "It's okay, it's just bread." Master Gou persuaded.

   Ke Sneijder still opened his mouth in pain, not daring to chew, his hands trembling in the air like claws, as if he was going crazy.

   "I actually bit out such a big gap in the bread! It's incomplete! It was incomplete by me biting it! Ugh..."

   As he spoke, Sneijder wept loudly, as if he had done something outrageous and could never forgive himself for his wrongdoing.

  The cry was extremely remorseful and desperate, as if to vomit out his soul.

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  (end of this chapter)