There was a long silence in the activity room.
"Wu Shiyu, can I ask you a few questions?" Gu Jun asked, his tone betraying his curiosity.
"Sure." Wu Shiyu looked at him. "Is it about your friends and girlfriends? What do their names smell like?"
"Hmm … yes, they are all friends." Gu Jun wanted to know the answer and to get to know her better. Xiao Xu did not care about that for now. AS patients had their own rules. One of the most common symptoms was that if they did not like a person, they would not talk to them.
"I'll leave it to fate. This is my daily routine." Wu Shiyu collapsed on the chair helplessly. "Go ahead."
Gu Jun asked, "Cai Zixuan, what do you think?"
"Hmm, Cai Zixuan …" Wu Shiyu smacked her lips and narrowed her eyes. "It smells like … Lingnan Old Fire Soup, not bad."
Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat. This girl … if this was not a big show, if not for the fact that Wu Shiyu had already read Cai Zixuan's profile …
Then he finally understood why Wu Shiyu would lie there. Her synesthesia was not a normal synesthesia.
"Wang Ruoxiang?" He asked again.
"Hmm." Wu Shiyu smacked her lips. "What is this? This is so strange … Ah, formalin! " She almost fell off the chair. Her face blanched and she coughed uncomfortably. Her eyes reddened as if she was choking on formalin. She called out repeatedly, "Yao Ming, Yao Ming!"
Gu Jun's heart was racing. He wanted to cut open her brain to take a look. Her synesthesia could sense the corresponding information?
His name was salty? Gu Jun suddenly understood. It was the sea, the sea was salty, the seabed of Longkan …
However, "Yao Ming?" He asked.
Wu Shiyu called out to Yao Ming a few times before he gradually calmed down. He looked speechless and distressed. "Your friend passed away? Yao Ming, Yao Ming is my favorite name. It's delicious, and it's huge. "She adjusted her sitting position and lay comfortably again.
"Oh." Gu Jun replied. Everything in the world could be treated as a delicacy. Others had to draw cakes to appease their hunger and look at plums to quench their thirst. She only needed to think about it.
"Don't ask." Wu Shiyu rubbed his belly and sighed. "I'm a little full."
The synesthesia of a patient with synesthesia was real, and some patients would even trigger a bodily reaction.
This was clearly an "illusion" that could affect the body, but it happened to all humans.
For example, the placebo effect. It was said that the medicine was real, but the patient was given a vitamin pill. But when the patient took it, it did have the effect of alleviating the patient's condition. Some clinical trials of drugs would set up a placebo group as a control to reduce the subjective bias of the subjects.
Even though the medical field could not fully understand this effect, it was definitely related to psychological influence.
"Let me tell you, 'Yao Ming' tastes like all kinds of exotic delicacies." Wu Shiyu said again, with a hint of promotion. "Bear paw, shark fin."
"Oh …" What else could Gu Jun say? He would try it if there was a chance.
If he was not a medical student and his S value was only 51, he would understand that there were all kinds of strange people in the world.
If he dragged this Wu Shiyu out and said that she was mentally ill, a lot of people would definitely believe it. However, according to the current medical standards, she did seem to be … mentally ill.
However, according to the current standards, he knew that not only did he have a brain stem tumor, he might also have multiple personality disorder …
Multiple personality disorder? This name seemed to be able to keep up with these two people. Gu Jun laughed at himself.
"Your intuition is very accurate." He said to Wu Shiyu, "Cai Zixuan is from Lingnan and likes to make soup; Wang Ruoxiang is a straight-A student and has a lot of contact with formalin."
"I guess so." Wu Shiyu closed her eyes lazily. "I wasn't so accurate before, but recently I've become more accurate. Let's leave it to fate."
Gu Jun thought that if this was not a carefully planned drama, then something must have happened to her recently, just like him.
However, he did not ask about this for the time being. He just continued to chat with Wu Shiyu. She was not particularly talkative, but she talked a lot. On one hand, she was mischievous, and on the other hand, she was very salty. Her name was salty, Wu Salted Fish.
Xiao Xu continued to say nothing. Gu Jun noticed that the child really did not move the whole time, like a stone statue, which made him look a little strange.
At that moment, the door to the activity room creaked open.
Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu turned to look and saw a middle-aged man walk in. It was Tong Ye, whom they had seen in the picture earlier. Tong Ye was wearing a casual T-shirt, large shorts, and slippers. He held a mini bottle of wine in his hand, and he was smiling from ear to ear.
"All three of you are here, haha! My name is Huang Guotong. "Tong Ye walked over happily." Yes, it's an honor to meet all three of you. "
When Gu Jun saw Tong Ye walk to his side, he slapped the hood of his protective suit. "Gu Jun, take this thing off. It's a hindrance."
"Err." Gu Jun had not met a leader like this since he joined Phecda. Even though Brother Qiang and Uncle Dan were friendly, they would not break the rules.
But this Tong Ye appeared to be different … He was reminded of what Professor Qin had said, 'a very special person'.
"Do you need me to help you?" Tong Ye was about to move.
"Tong Ye!" Gu Jun quickly stopped him. "No, no, no, I know you support me, but I volunteered to be quarantined. It's safer this way."
"You're quite the gentleman." Tong Ye stopped and patted the hood again. He chuckled. "This thing can isolate microbes, but what else can it isolate? In this world, microbes are not the only ones that can spread disease. "
Gu Jun was stunned. 'Not microbes? What does Tong Ye know? '
Xiao Xu acted like he did not exist; Wu Shiyu was still sprawled on the ground, watching with interest.
"You're all people who are thought to be crazy or on the verge of going crazy, people who should be cleared of Phecda."
Elder Tong said as he sauntered to the corner. He pulled out the moving whiteboard. "Back then, I was just like all of you, but I was really kicked out of this place. Now that I'm back, I have a different philosophy from them. I know every one of you is a treasure. "
Tong Ye looked at the three of them with greed in his eyes. It was like he was looking at three shiny gold bricks. "With you three as the core, I want to build a new Special Mobile Force! For now, it's just you three, but there will be other people joining us in the future. Then, where is our new model? "
"Hmm …" Tong Ye hiccupped. He picked up a pen and wrote down two words on the whiteboard, Spell.
"Other than your basic ability and survival ability, we need to become a supernatural unit with the ability to cast spells."
The three of them were quiet like they were listening to a lecture about success and multi-level marketing. But Elder Tong's face was determined, and he spoke with conviction.
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