Fear of food

Chapter 14 Food Protection
Ward 408.

The moment the door was flung open, the crowd surged in like a tidal wave.

However, the crowd that surged in soon encountered its first obstacle: a hospital bed.

They scrambled onto the hospital bed, then jumped off, leaving footprints on the pristine white sheets.

Chen Qi huddled in the corner eating, his cheeks bulging so high that sparks seemed to fly from his teeth.

Those who rushed ahead saw Chen Qi eating, and their faces showed anxious expressions, their features almost contorted in frustration.

Someone shouted, "Put it down now!"

Someone screamed hysterically, "Spit it out!"

Someone pleaded, "Stop eating! Please stop eating!"

Gazing at this absurd scene, Chen Qi suddenly realized something...

Their target isn't me, it's wild food!

Or rather, their real purpose is not to stop me from eating, but to protect wild food from being eaten!

Preventing me from eating is simply a necessary process for protecting wild food.

Although the result is the same, the motivation is completely different!
In the past, when Chen Qijin ate wild food, it was always medical staff who came to stop him, and their reasons were always "for your health" and "don't eat rotten food".

These healthcare workers may not even realize that their real purpose is to protect the spoiled food that disgusts them.

The patients who came today made no attempt to conceal anything.

Whether through intimidation or pleading, they only wanted to protect wild jianbing guozi by any means necessary.

Their eagerness was unmistakable; they all seemed to want to reach into Chen Qi's mouth and take out the jianbing guozi that he hadn't yet swallowed.

After climbing over the first hospital bed, the crowd continued climbing over the second...

A few quick-moving individuals managed to jump over two hospital beds and face the final hurdle—Sun Xuechao.

Sun Xuechao stood behind the sickbed like a loyal guard. With his strong physique, he knocked down the first few people who rushed to the ground, buying precious time for Chen Qi.

But more and more people climbed over the two hospital beds. No matter how strong Sun Xuechao was, he couldn't fight against so many people. Soon, someone passed him and came towards Chen Qichong.

Less than a minute had passed since Chen Qi started eating his jianbing (Chinese crepe), and these people rushed in after banging on the door four times.

Chen Qi still had less than a third of his giant jianbing guozi left.

Seeing someone rushing towards him, Chen Qi dashed forward and dodged.

But then two more patients surrounded him from the left and right, blocking Chen Qi's movement space and forcing him into a corner.

Their goal was clear: the jianbing guozi in Chen Qi's hand. They surrounded Chen Qi and used all four hands to try and snatch the jianbing guozi.

Chen Qi turned his back, bent slightly to protect the jianbing guozi (a type of Chinese crepe), and at the same time used his back to push one of the people aside, successfully breaking through the encirclement.

Fortunately, after eating two-thirds of a jianbing guozi, his body had basically recovered.

Now, apart from looking thin, his overall physical condition is almost the same as when he was not sick.

Strength, speed, stamina, and everything else have returned to their peak!

Otherwise, in this situation, they would probably be powerless to resist.

More and more people rushed into the ward, desperately trying to grab Chen Qi. Some pounced on him, while others gave him a bear hug.

Chen Qi could only dodge and break through the encirclement, searching for a place to eat amidst the surrounding enemies.

Every now and then he could feel hands grabbing at his arms and clothes, and some people even tried to lick his mouth and pull his hair.

Seeing that things were going wrong, he mustered all his strength and rushed from one corner of the wall to the other, knocking over several people along the way.

Then choose a less crowded direction and crash headlong into it.

By simply rushing around and stalling for time, he finally managed to eat half of the jianbing guozi in his hand.

At this moment, Sun Xuechao, who had been holding the line single-handedly, finally couldn't hold on any longer and was overwhelmed by the surging crowd.

The pressure instantly fell entirely on Chen Qi. More and more people poured in, making the ward extremely crowded, leaving him no room to run around.

In the blink of an eye, he was cornered against the wall, his back to the crowd, huddled in the corner, chewing and swallowing with difficulty, still trying to put the last bit of the jianbing guozi into his mouth. The corner position was very advantageous for him; the entire ward was crowded with people, but only a few people behind him could reach him.

But given the disparity in numbers, the people behind him pulled Chen Qi back with all their might.

Chen Qineng could feel that his hospital gown was riddled with holes and torn into strips of fringes.

Her hair was also pulled into a mess, I don't know how much was pulled out.

Fortunately, he has an amazing amount of hair.

Now, two people are grabbing his arms from both sides, trying to lift him up by force.

Chen Qi felt he could not resist, so he quickly used his mouth to grab the last bite of the jianbing guozi and tried to pull and resist to buy time.

At the same time, he pressed his face tightly against the corner of the wall, leaving no gap, as if afraid that someone would snatch the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) from his mouth.

His worries proved to be justified. Someone's hands reached out from both sides and pried open his face, trying to create a gap.

Chen Qi suddenly lunged forward, his face slamming hard against the corner of the wall. He felt a sharp pain in his nose, and warm liquid flowed down his face.

He finally managed to eat the last bite of the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) mixed with his own blood.

But this isn't the end!

Even before they have finished chewing and swallowing, these "food protectors" will not give up.

Two men restrained Chen Qi's arms, while two others tried to pry open his mouth to remove the food residue.

Chen Qi could only purse his lips, grit his teeth, and stop chewing, forcing himself to swallow.

The two men couldn't get Chen Qi's mouth open, so one of them pulled out a Swiss Army knife from somewhere.

He parted the small knife inside, intending to pry open Chen Qi's mouth.

Chen Qi was shocked!

As expected of a mental patient, he's fully equipped.

Are you trying to prank him by treating him like a cherry blossom?

Just as the blade touched his lips, Chen Qi finally swallowed the last bit of the jianbing guozi in his mouth.

goodong...

The jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) passed through the esophagus and successfully settled in the stomach.

Then it was instantly refined and became nutrients for Chen Qi's body to recover.

The Swiss Army knife that had been hovering over Chen Qi's lips suddenly stopped and then retracted.

Chen Qi relaxed and slumped against the wall. He glanced around at the people and noticed that they all looked bewildered.

This is something that has never happened before!

Previously, when he was caught stealing food, even if he forced himself to eat it, the medical staff would only continue to condemn his behavior and would not show this bewildered expression as if he had lost his memory.

Within Chen Qi's field of vision, both patients and medical staff looked around as if they had just woken up from a hangover.

No one spoke, but everyone's faces screamed "Who am I?" and "Where am I?"

The two men holding Chen Qi quickly let go, opened their mouths as if to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

But the next moment, in unison, the blank look on everyone's faces vanished instantly, and they returned to their expressionless faces.

Chen Qi felt as if a series of machines that had lost internet access had suddenly reconnected.

Then, these people maintained an eerie tacit understanding, silently leaving the ward, each returning to their own room and bed.

They arrived in a chaotic rush, but left quietly and orderly.

As if nothing happened.

Only a messy ward remained, a testament to their presence.

(End of this chapter)