Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 385: It is impossible for a young male doctor to dream of an overly mature head nurse
'Log in.' Gu Ran said silently.

From today on, he will treat the increasingly tempting dreams as an online game.

Still the corridor of Aman Tokyo Hotel.

More precisely, an Aman Tokyo-style corridor.

This is the spawn point.

Based on his behavior, it could also be a beast point.

White doors stretched out one after another, so long that one would suspect there must be mirrors in the middle. It was hard to believe that such an endless corridor actually existed.

"Did I meet so many people today?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

〖yes〗

Gu Ran looked at the black bird on his shoulder and asked it, "How do I get to the drifting classroom?"

Blackbirds don't talk.

"Where is Sunlight Island?"

The blackbird still didn't speak.

I tested it last time and confirmed it this time. The Blackbird will only answer questions related to the corridor.

After a moment of hesitation, Gu Ran asked, "What is a human immortal?"

[Human Immortal is——]

"Shut up."

The desire to destroy me will never die.

Before, it was a human god, which was too easy to associate with 'human mental illness'. This time it was changed to a 'human immortal'. Do you think you can fool him?

too naive!

Gu Ran put his hand on the nearest door handle. It was the uniformed female receptionist from the Aman Hotel.

He continued walking forward, grasping each doorknob.

Occasionally, they would stop as if they had been electrocuted. They were either old ladies or little girls.

Sin, sin, Amitabha.

"The fact that they appear here, no matter how old or young they are, proves that they have this desire."

"Humans have a bottom line!"

[The sky created by Pangu, Amahara in the sky above Japan, and Mount Olympus, these are all small worlds of earthly immortals.]

"The small world of bottom line?" Gu Ran asked back while putting his hand on the door handle of room 420.

It's Princess again.

Two nights in a row, maybe more in the future, will she fall in love with me?
Gu Ran was quite worried about this issue.

It doesn’t matter whether Gege loves him or not, but she cannot fall in love with him just because he gives her erotic dreams every night.

"Even dreams are so inconvenient, let alone reality." He sighed.

The black bird didn't say anything, because it felt that even if it did, Gu Ran would tell it to "shut up."

“What’s the bottom line?”

[The earth of heaven, earth and man, above the human immortal is the earth——]

"Shut up."

Gu Ran drove past each room.

It's like a car driving at high speed on a winding mountain road, sometimes accelerating and sometimes braking suddenly, and a strong feeling of nausea comes over me.

With his physical condition, he would have to stop and rest after reaching 126 turns, otherwise he would vomit.

There is also a slight feeling of suffocation.

He was so upset that he just sat on the ground, not caring about his dignity anymore.

He could actually chat with Black Bird at this time, but he checked into more rooms than last night and didn’t even want to talk at this moment.

After he felt a little better, the first thing he said was: "Apart from the 'Heart Sutra of Controlling Women', is there really no other way?"

You don't have

"Not even Nurse AB?"

〖no〗

"What about turning into a sky dragon?"

〖no〗

"Is it that I can't transform into a sky dragon, or is it that sky dragons can't do that?"

The black bird did not answer. In its opinion, this question had nothing to do with the corridor.

Gu Ran stood up, and another strong feeling of nausea came over him. He subconsciously covered his mouth.

Go into the next door, as long as you go in, you can get rid of this discomfort!

Next time I won’t be able to push myself to my limit before taking a break. Even my willpower has become weaker.

Gu Ran quickly sat down again, not trying to be brave, as he was afraid that he would not be able to resist pushing the door open.

After making sure he had rested enough, he stood up and continued.

"Huh?" He was stunned.

"That's great, hard work will be rewarded!" He smiled happily.

It’s Su Qing’s room!

Gu Ran quickly pushed the door open and said in a disgustingly ambiguous tone, "Wife? Wife? Husband~?"

"Shut up."

Just get started once you get in.

Gu Ran was not sure whether this was an uncontrollable wet dream or his own lust.

It must be because of the wet dream, because he even forgot the important things.

When I came to my senses, I found myself leaving the room contentedly and standing in front of the door.

"Apart from feeling good, there's nothing else?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

〖Fruit of Spring Dream〗

"No other use except for erotic dreams?"

Blackbird didn't say anything, this time it seemed more like a tacit agreement.

Gu Ran felt that he might have overestimated the severity of his mental illness this time. Could it be considered a disease if he was just having a wet dream?
It's just to cultivate your sentiments and relieve stress.

Because of Su Qing, Gu Ran was now full of energy and in better condition than at the beginning.

We can open more than a hundred rooms at once.

He walked to the next room, put his hand on it, and immediately shook it off as if he had been bitten by a rat.

“.” is the head nurse.

"Oh my God." Gu Ran was still frightened and even began to believe in God - in a foreign country, that is 'God'.

It was just a trip to Jinghai, and we happened to look at each other, and at that time, I had nothing but respect for the other person working overtime late at night.

"Just consider it as a way to comfort her." Gu Ran sighed and continued walking forward.

and many more.

He stopped.

Is there any need to go on?
Su Qing has already seen it, confirmed the authenticity of the [Fruit of Spring Dreams], and tested whether the lucid dreamer would wake up. There is nothing left to do now.

"Sign out."

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Monday, October 26th.

【Gu Ran: Haha】

【Su Qing: Cut】

【Gu Ran: Are you comfortable? 】

[Su Qing: Wait for me in the room, I will tell you in person]

[Gu Ran: I’m going to do morning exercises! ]

After swimming, in the spa room, Gu Ran gave Zhuang Jing a massage while reporting his dream from last night.

After listening, Zhuang Jing said: "It seems that the key is not the corridor, but the tree."

"More importantly," Yan Hanxiang, who was wearing a swimsuit, lay on the other bed, with an elegant and thoughtful look on her charming face, "Why did I dream about that tree that night? Was it because of Su Qing? Or Qing Yan?"

She looked at Gu Ran: "Did anything special happen that day?"

"No." Gu Ran answered after thinking.

It seems to have.

He decided to take the initiative.

But do I need to tell Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang about this?

Say it.

"I remembered another thing. To be more precise, it's a change in my mentality." Gu Ran said, "I decided to be more proactive in my future life."

"Are you going to be with Su Qing, Qingyan, Chen Ke, and Xie Xiya?" Zhuang Jing confirmed.

Gu Ran exerted his strength like a shrimp soldier or a crab general raising a golden hoop stick. After a long time, he finally uttered a word: "Yes."

"I think there's more than that." Yan Hanxiang joked with a smile.

initiative
initiative.

initiative!

"Maybe." Gu Ran replied.

My heart beat at least twice as fast!
Yan Hanxiang was stunned for a second, then looked at him as if studying him, and finally smiled slowly: "You kid!"

She looked at Zhuang Jing: "It should be the "Protagonist Therapy" that is working." Gu Ran vaguely felt that Yan Hanxiang seemed a little shy.

When Gu Ran thought that Yan Hanxiang was shy, he became interested in teasing her and even wanted to find her door at night.

Gu Ran, you beast!

He swore yesterday that he would not be with another woman at least this month, but today he started to have wild thoughts!
"It's also very dangerous." Zhuang Jing pondered.

"It seems that having a bulging heart wall has its benefits. It can correct your excessive optimism and boldness." Yan Hanxiang said.

Gu Ran vaguely felt that Yan Hanxiang was in a good mood at the moment.

Gu Ran, you are hopeless!
"Oh, right." Speaking of danger, Gu Ran suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Jing, Aunt Xiang, there is one more thing. I started hypnotizing myself and treated the dream as a virtual game. I said 'log in' when I entered and 'log out' when I left."

"Games also have the risk of addiction," Yan Hanxiang reminded.

"I understand." Gu Ran nodded.

Zhuang Jing didn't say anything. She had to solve the problem of the bulging wall in her heart as soon as possible, otherwise she wouldn't be able to think calmly.

After breakfast, drive to Jinghai.

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Without Yan Hanxiang's sight, He Qingyan would naturally ask about her dream last night.

After learning what happened, she crossed her arms and said, "Life is so boring because there are too many people like you."

"On the first night after arriving in Japan, you told me that life had become interesting with Gu Ran?" said Su Qing, who was in the co-pilot seat.

"You got fucked, but I didn't. What's the point?"

Su Qing stopped talking.

After being together for many years, she still couldn't keep up with He Qingyan's pace. She was like a summer where the sweat could not be wiped off no matter how hard you tried, and there was only this season in a year.

The sea is blue.

The Boeing 787 flies very low and has a huge fuselage. The car is a mouse, and it is a goshawk.

Su Qing opened the window a little, her black hair fluttering, which was a very unsafe behavior, causing Gu Ran to be distracted and look at her for a few seconds, as if he had seen a car accident on the side of the road.

When they arrived at the office, Chen Ke asked, "Have you cured your voyeurism?"

"What voyeurism?" Gu Ran put his hands in his pockets and frowned.

"It seems like you want to pretend it never happened." Chen Ke nodded with a smile.

"We even showed him our underwear." He Qingyan acted as if Gu Ran was unfilial.

After changing his clothes and walking into the nursing building, the people who met him greeted him and asked Gu Ran, "Doctor Gu, are you feeling better?"

"Okay, thank you for your concern." Gu Ran said with a smile.

"Is it really syphilis?" a nurse asked.

"Do you think I have a higher chance of having syphilis or the Panda Burning Incense virus?"

The nurses burst into laughter.

Everyone was looking at Gu Ran, and they all looked at each other.

What use is this [Fruit of Spring Dreams] to a man as upright as him who only wants to have four wives?

Can we not care about "quantity" but "quality", and not flip the cards but designate who will "sleep with you"?
With such a mood, Gu Ran followed Su Qing and the others into Ward 101.

When he entered the room, he subconsciously glanced at the door handle.

His eyes left the door handle and looked into the room. The quilt on the bed was bulging, and the girl with glasses was nowhere to be seen.

Su Qing confirmed with her eyes to the head nurse Wang Yi, who nodded.

"Tang Ying?" Su Qing called softly towards the bulge in the quilt.

"Hmm." A muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"Are your eyes open now?"

"Open your eyes." The girl with glasses replied, "Doctor, am I almost cured?"

"That depends on what's considered fast. It could be a week, or it could be two or three months."

“It’s all pretty fast.”

"Then your illness will soon be cured." Su Qing said with a smile.

"Isn't it hot in the bed?" she asked again.

"Fortunately."

"What if I fart?" Su Qing said.

Tang Ying didn't answer.

Su Qing told Wang Yi: "Don't let her stay in bed all the time. Try pulling up the curtains occasionally. Then try to wear sunglasses with her eyes open. Try step by step, but don't force it."

"Okay." Wang Yi responded.

Su Qing turned around and walked outside.

Before they even left the room, He Qingyan started chatting: "Was it particularly smelly when Gu Ran farted in bed?"

"Yes." Su Qing said.

When she said this, she didn't turn her head or ask her conscience.

Gu Ran did not refute.

First of all, everyone farts; secondly, there is nothing to refute.

But thinking back carefully, it seemed that he had never farted in an embarrassing way. In other words, he had never farted in front of anyone, nor had he ever farted in front of anyone who was loud and not smelly.

Ward 102 is empty. Hu Qian has been discharged from the hospital and the police have been notified. A new patient will be arriving today.

Ward 103, the hallucination writer Li Xiaoye.

Everyone went in and he was sitting on the bed, with something in front of him that looked like a spider's thread hanging from the ceiling.

Many people subconsciously looked at the ceiling.

"Mr. Li?" Chen Ke asked softly.

"Yeah." Li Xiaoye responded.

"doing what?"

"Looking for inspiration." Li Xiaoye leaned his head closer, as if he wanted to see more clearly, and his expression was like a nearsighted person threading a needle.

Chen Ke straightened her slightly bent waist, turned slightly sideways, and looked at He Qingyan.

He Qingyan folded her hands in front of her chest and said thoughtfully: "Perhaps what we should take away is not his talent, but his love for writing."

The situation is a bit serious.

Su Qing looked serious.

I thought the condition was getting better, but it broke down again, just like pushing a stone up the hill for a distance and then it suddenly rolled down.

"Doctor Chen." Li Xiaoye suddenly spoke.

"Hey." Chen Ke quickly bent down slightly.

"You have good eyesight, help me see, is this inspiration good?" Li Xiaoye raised his hand, and his fingertips seemed to be pinching a bead.

Of course there were no beads or anything else.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's check the room first." Chen Ke said with a smile.

You should neither affirm nor oppose the patient's delusions too strongly.

Li Xiaoye put the 'bead' into his mouth and said while chewing, "It tastes like shit."

He might really know what shit tastes like - if Gu Ran were asked to introduce Li Xiaoye, he would say this.

Everything is normal for Li Xiaoye, except that he occasionally "looks for inspiration".

The situation is worrying, but the ward rounds must continue.

201, primary school students who want to know who I am.

"Good morning, Xiao Qingqing." Gu Ran said with a smile.

Yiqing was sitting on the bed watching "I Killed Me" while the head nurse Yang Ning was braiding her hair.

Yiqing looked up and glanced at Gu Ran, then closed the book and placed it on her little knees.

"Ah." She sighed, "Just ask anything you want to ask."

It seems like she is a teacher!

"Then I won't be polite - what is your dream when you grow up?" Gu Ran would never give up his position as a teacher to an elementary school student.

“My dream is to raise ducks.”

"I wish your dreams come true."

"It's my turn now." Yiqing said, "Which came first, the duck or the egg?"

"Salted duck eggs? I've only heard of salted duck eggs. Do you want to eat them?"

Yiqing turned around and said to Su Qing, "Switch to someone who is not deaf."

She picked up the book and continued reading with her head down.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat!" Gu Ran called out to everyone.

The doctors and nurses followed him out.

"Is your hearing not good?" He Qingyan asked with a smile.

"Do you know which came first, the duck egg or the duck?" Gu Ran asked back.

"Fresh fried duck? Freshly fried duck?"

Everyone chuckled.

Gu Ran ignored the indecent He Qingyan and said to Su Qing: "Everything is normal."

Meaning, the disease is stable.

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《Personal Diary》: October 26, Monday, Jinghai

When I walked into Tang Ying's ward, I was wondering, why was it a spring dream and not a medical room?
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"Doctor's Diary":
Which came first, the duck or the duck egg?
(Zhuang Jing's comment: Today's diary got a zero.)
(End of this chapter)