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"Now that things have come to this, I'll be frank with you. Actually, you're Herbert Doyle's attending physician," Cana said. "That's why you were beaten up like this. You're not Thor at all; you're just an ordinary psychiatrist."

As she spoke, Kana showed Thor a medical record.

Thor took it and examined it carefully. He realized that he hadn't just entered the hospital, but had been there for more than two years. Despite various treatments, his condition hadn't improved; in fact, it had gotten worse.

"Ah, this..."

At this point, Thor really lost his confidence.

Could it be that... the once majestic Thor was just a figment of my imagination?

"Sweetie, take your medicine. You'll feel better after you take it." Kana handed Thor a glass of water and his medicine. "You have to be strong. Your illness is completely curable. Once you're cured, you can leave this awful place!"

"Thank you!"

At Cana's urging, Thor reluctantly accepted the hot water and medicine and swallowed them in one gulp.

Thor had just swallowed the medicine when he felt something was wrong and covered his throat.

The nurse, Cana, immediately changed her expression, looking down at Thor with a cold, condescending gaze.

"You're the most stubborn patient I've ever seen, but you've finally started taking your medicine!"

"Number 39!"

A doctor in a white coat walked in, followed by security personnel.

"You pretended to be a nurse again when I wasn't looking, didn't you? And you even altered the patient's medical records? Take you away right now!"

"What are you doing?! Let me go!"

"Nurse" Kana struggled desperately, but how could she break free from those burly security guards?

"Let me go, I'm a nurse!"

The male doctor looked at Thor, who was lying on the hospital bed, convulsing: "Number 38? Number 38? How are you? Number 38? Can you see clearly?"

He held up one finger: "How many is this?"

Thor's eyes rolled back, his body convulsed, and he foamed at the mouth.

"There's excrement in the medicine, and the excrement is poisonous!"

Chapter 102 I, Thor, am not a lunatic.

###Chapter 103 A Man Is Still a Boy Until He Dies###

After Thor had his stomach pumped, he lay on a bed in the mental hospital, two lines of clear tears involuntarily streaming down his face.

He himself, Thor, the great son of Odin, was completely fooled by two lunatics, believing their words and almost getting himself killed.

He felt as if his father's banishment to the mortal realm was justified, because he was now convinced that he was unworthy of being called a god, much less the king of Asgard. What king would believe the words of a madman?

"I'm so stupid, really!"

Thor opened his lifeless eyes and said.

However, I thought about it quietly for a while.

Thor also felt that it wasn't entirely his fault.

Because he had a couple of arguments with his father, he was suddenly smashed off the Rainbow Bridge by a hammer. He had no idea where he ended up or what the situation was like in the mortal world!

Because he was in a hurry to find a hammer, he was sent to a mental hospital by a group of doctors. The first person he met after waking up was a lunatic pretending to be a nurse. Later, he met another lunatic who had stabbed his girlfriend. Preconceived notions left him no time to think.

Besides, these lunatics are such good actors, you could even say they're the best of the best in the method acting world, their acting is flawless.

If you didn't know the details of these lunatics beforehand, and you let any normal person in, they would probably just be fooled by them.

Long thought.

Thor said firmly:

"I need to get out of here as soon as possible and find my hammer!"

He has calmed down now and quickly grasped the main problem: only by finding his beloved Meow Meow Hammer and regaining his divine power can he do other things.

But he's too weak right now. It's bad enough that he's been shocked with an electric baton and given sedatives, but he's also been poisoned by that crazy woman named Kana. It'll probably be very difficult for him to break out of this mental hospital on his own.

How to do it?

After much thought, Thor realized that the only way out was probably to prove that he wasn't insane.

He was originally a normal person, but due to a misunderstanding, he was mistaken for a mental patient and sent here. So, as long as he shows his normal side to the doctor, he can probably leave this place through normal channels.

Thor is still very intelligent; he just used to rely on the power of Thor and was used to brute force his way through. But when he uses his brain, he is not to be underestimated.

Thor quickly put together a systematic explanation for himself.

His name is Thor, but he is not Thor. That night, he got drunk and had a car accident. He was hit and then dreamed while unconscious that he was Thor. When he was examined by the doctor, he was still drunk and caused a scene at the hospital.

And so.

Thor's subsequent shouting brought people over, who took Thor to be tested.

We arrived outside the medical room.

Thor went inside and saw several doctors in white coats and patients in various poses.

The security guard led Thor to sit on a bench.

We have to test them one by one.

The man sitting next to Thor was a middle-aged man with a thick beard, his eyes vacant, and he kept muttering:

"Find a rubber band, make a slingshot, and smash your windows~ Find a rubber band, make a slingshot, and smash your windows..."

Thor sighed, wondering what terrible things he had done to deserve being paired with these lunatics and competing against them.

Unbeknownst to them, the person being tested had reached the person next to Thor.

I was called over.

Thor has sharp eyes and noticed the nameplate on the doctor's chest: Boris Doyle.

Hello, Samir!

Boris Doyle greeted the bearded middle-aged man gently.

He was already quite familiar with this patient named Samir Volker; he was a regular at his clinic.

Samir: "Find a rubber band, make a slingshot, and smash your windows..."

Dr. Bellis wasn't angry. He took out a copy of FHM magazine, flipped through a few pages, and handed it to Samir.

"Samir, look, what is this?"

That's why they say a man is a boy until he dies; when Samir saw the beautiful woman in the magazine, his eyes widened, and he almost drooled.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, I love it..."

“To be honest!” Dr. Boris smiled and said, “Samir, what are you thinking right now?”

Samir's eyes gleamed: "I want to take her shirt off!"

"Disgusting!"

The nurse standing behind Dr. Boris couldn't help but spit.

Dr. Bellis turned his head and taught in a low, serious voice:

"This shows that he has developed normal thinking. The minds of ordinary mentally ill people are not immature. Samir's having this idea proves that our treatment for him is effective!"

Heart of beauty in everyone.

Youthfulness is humanity's primary driving force, representing the continuation of genes and stemming from the biological instinct for survival...

As a professional psychologist, Dr. Bellis does not shy away from these issues, but rather faces them squarely.

“Take off her top,” Dr. Bellis continued, turning to Samir. “And then?”

Samir: "I...I took off her shoes, I took off her socks..."

His smile grew increasingly shy.

Dr. Boris: "And then what?"

Samir continued, very embarrassed, "I took off her pants..."

Dr. Bellis: "And then?"

"I'll take off her panties!"

Samir buried his head in Dr. Boris's arms, looking utterly ashamed.

The nurses all blushed with embarrassment.

Dr. Bellis pressed on: "And then?"

Samir: "I'll pull the rubber band out of her underwear, make a slingshot, and smash your windows!"

Dr. Boris: "..."

"Pfft—!"

Thor burst out laughing too.

The order was fine until suddenly the style of the story changed drastically.

really.

A mental illness is a mental illness.

Their way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people.

Dr. Boris's expectant expression suddenly turned dark.

He glanced at the nurse who was trying to suppress her laughter, and said with slight annoyance:

"What are you standing there for? Get him out of here right now! From now on, give him a larger dose of Samir!"

Samir was taken away.

Next up is Thor.

Dr. Boris, who had just been angered by Samir, had regained his composure when facing Thor.

He picked up a red apple in one hand and a hundred-dollar bill in the other, placed them in front of Thor, and asked: