Chapter 1203
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After dinner, Chen Ge lay in bed. His face was blank as he stared silently at the theme park outside the window.
Compared to the first time he woke up, Chen Ge had become more taciturn. Perhaps in the doctor's eyes, he was now more in line with the hospital's requirements.
"Bang!"
The door was pushed open roughly. Two hospital workers and Xu Wan walked in. "Chen Ge, it's time to take your medicine."
"Where's Doctor Gao? Isn't Doctor Gao supposed to be the one handing out the medicine? "
"He has something else to do at night, so I'll temporarily take his place today." Xu Wan's voice was gentle, and there was nothing out of place about it. After she saw Chen Ge swallow the three white pills, she added, "The hospital is in dire need of patients. This is your new roommate, so don't scare him away again!"
The two hospital workers dragged a middle-aged man with a pale face into the room and arranged for him to take Zuo Han's bed.
"You two should get to know each other. Have a good rest, and remember not to wander around at night." Xu Wan then left with the two hospital workers, leaving only two patients in the room.
Chen Ge studied the man curiously. His new roommate looked to be in his forties. His face was not wrinkled, but his hair was completely white.
He appeared to have been through inhumane torture. His mental state was extremely poor, and his body kept shivering.
"Brother, how should I refer to you?" Chen Ge took the initiative to greet the man. He suspected that this middle-aged man was also a 'medicine' that the hospital had prepared for him.
Since he was a medicine, then he must have appeared in Chen Ge's memory before. Perhaps he could help Chen Ge remember something.
"Can you hear me?"
After calling him several times, the middle-aged man finally turned to look at Chen Ge. His eyes were filled with intense fear, but when he saw Chen Ge, he quickly lowered his head.
"Do you know something?" The man's personality was completely different from Zuo Han's. He did not say a word, and it was impossible to communicate with him.
Chen Ge did not know the man's name, nor did he know what illness he was suffering from. He only knew that the man seemed to be afraid of him.
It was already late at night, but the sound of footsteps and carts could still be heard in the hospital corridor.
At around one o 'clock in the morning, someone knocked on the door of Chen Ge's room. The middle-aged man sleeping on the bed closest to the door immediately sat up.
The door was knocked five times in a row, and the interval between each knock was extremely short.
"One more than last night? Does this knock represent the number of days I've been in the hospital? "
The corridor outside the door soon returned to silence. The middle-aged man gathered his courage and walked to the door. He opened the door a crack and looked outside.
"Hey! Is there anyone outside? "Chen Ge suddenly asked, scaring the man.
He gently closed the door and shook his head at Chen Ge. "There is no one outside."
The middle-aged man's throat seemed to have been injured before. His voice sounded very awkward, and when he spoke, his expression was one of pain.
"Brother, it is fate that we are staying together. How should I refer to you?" Chen Ge did not expect the middle-aged man to talk to him. He felt like this was a good opportunity to get closer to him.
"My surname is Fang."
"Brother Fang, what kind of illness were you sent here for?" Chen Ge was curious.
"Paranoia. I used to be a ENT doctor. After I fell ill, I kept feeling like there was something foreign inside my body, like now." The middle-aged man pointed at his ears and mouth. "I feel like there are snails crawling inside my ears, and I feel like there is a syringe filled with drugs stuck in my throat. I know this is just my imagination, but this feeling is too real."
Combining the various things that the hospital had done, the way Chen Ge looked at Doctor Fang changed. He felt like there really was something inside Doctor Fang's body, and perhaps it was not his imagination.
Doctor Fang became more talkative at night. It was unclear whether it was because he wanted to communicate or because Chen Ge had made him lower his guard.
"Brother Fang, can I take a look at your throat? You feel like there is a syringe stuck in your throat, what if there is really something inside it? "Chen Ge sat up in bed.
Doctor Fang looked at Chen Ge, his expression was rather complicated.
The fact that Chen Ge could say something like that meant that Chen Ge was also a mental patient, but to Doctor Fang's surprise, he heard a trace of concern in Chen Ge's words.
"Is this the kind of care between patients?" Doctor Fang gave Chen Ge a label in his heart — a kind madman.
"Open your mouth." Chen Ge moved to Doctor Fang's bedside. He looked at Doctor Fang's throat and his pupils involuntarily started to narrow.
The deep esophagus was like a black hole that had no end. Chen Ge's eyes were pulled and his whole body was slowly being pulled into Doctor Fang's mouth.
His consciousness continued to sink. When his pupils narrowed to the limit, he saw a human face deep inside Doctor Fang's throat!
Flesh and blood covered the face. The face had its eyes closed and was hidden at the deepest part of the esophagus.
There was a person inside Doctor Fang's throat!
His body was pushed away. Chen Ge's pupils returned to normal. He looked at Doctor Fang with shock.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there really a syringe inside my throat? "Doctor Fang sat at the edge of the bed. He was being stared at by Chen Ge.
"There is no syringe but I see a human face inside your throat. He looks similar to you. His eyes are closed and his face is pale." Chen Ge kept gesturing with his hands.
"There is a human face inside my throat?" Doctor Fang first felt strangely afraid but then he shook his head. "Looks like your condition is more serious than mine. How can there be a human face inside a human body?"
"It's real." Chen Ge did not argue with Doctor Fang on this question. He returned to his bed and started to consider which one was the real Doctor Fang or the Doctor Fang inside Doctor Fang's throat.
The room quieted down. Neither of the two patients spoke again.
…
The sun shone on his face. Chen Ge had a good night's sleep.
"The morning in this world is so addictive." Chen Ge mumbled something that no one could understand. His eyes kept looking out the window at the theme park.
Not long after that, the door was pushed open. Doctor Gao and Xu Wan walked into the room.
After one night, Doctor Gao looked even more haggard.
"Last night, did you have any nightmares?" Doctor Gao did not call Chen Ge's name but went straight to the point. He seemed to be in a hurry.
"No, I slept until dawn." Chen Ge hesitated before asking, "Doctor Gao, why do you keep asking me if I have any nightmares?"
"Most of the time, dreams can reflect a person's mental state." Doctor Gao drew on a document. It appeared to be Chen Ge's patient record. There was a number written at the end of the document. Chen Ge could not see the first two digits of the number, he only saw the number '1' at the end.
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