China's famous detective Jiangnan: There are ghosts on campus

Chapter 128 No Sorrow No Happiness (2)

"Unfortunately," the doctor looked at me and said in a helpless tone: "According to the computer display, your current physical function is equivalent to that of a 22-year-old, that is to say, you have lost a year of life. And especially this Yue, you have lost many lives."

"Very good." The doctor then said with a surprised look: "I thought you would be about my age now, but your heart has really become cold over the years, maybe apart from the things about your parents, you really There's nothing to get you excited."
I am expressionless, neither sad nor happy.

When I first heard the news from the doctor, I didn't believe it. Later, I believed it. I don't care anymore. Apart from revenge for my parents, there is nothing in this world that can make my mood fluctuate too much.

"Do you feel that you are very pitiful and sad?" The doctor pretended to be curious, and then said, "Laughter, pain, and sadness are the basic emotions of human beings, but now you want to enjoy it. , but at the cost of your life.”

"Are you finished?" I looked up at her coldly and said, "If you finish, I will leave."

The doctor shook his head and said, "What's the rush, come and have a chat with me."

"Two or three people died in your school." The doctor looked at me playfully and said, "Did you do this?"

I frowned and said to her intentionally, "So what if I did it?"

The doctor said grimly: "If you did it, I don't need to study you. Maybe I can directly collect the specimens made from your corpse. The government will still agree to this request."

Crazy, I once again judged in my heart that she is a lunatic.

"Here." The doctor gave me a box of things from the table, and said to me: "As long as you feel that your mood swings, you should give yourself an injection immediately, before I have a thorough study of your body , don’t die of old age easily.”

After hesitating for a moment, I still took it silently.

"Jiangnan," the doctor continued, "I will go to Germany in a month. There is also a genius working on a project similar to mine. Maybe I can find a solution to your mental illness by cooperating with him."

I frowned again and stared at her and said, "I told you, this is the last time I come to you. I hope you don't come to me in the future."

"I have let you study for nearly seven years, and I have already paid back what should be paid. Don't think that I really have nothing to do with you."

The doctor looked at me, and this time he didn't laugh when he heard my provocative words, but nodded and said: "That's right. With your current IQ, you can indeed find a way to deal with me."

After saying this, she stopped talking, and then repeated seven years of examination, interview and analysis.

"You can go." An hour later, the doctor drew nearly 400 milliliters of my blood again and put a business card directly in my pocket.

"You will come to me." The doctor patted my clothes and gave me a weird smile.
I tidied up my clothes and walked silently to the door.

"Jiangnan," suddenly, the doctor's voice came from behind me, "For so many years, we have been mutually beneficial, you let me study, I help you control the disease, but why do you always hate and resist me in your heart? ?”
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(End of this chapter)