Chapter 1362

Finally, Cheng Fei was diagnosed with mental disorder. Of course, it took a long time to observe the decision.

Usually use monitoring to observe Cheng Fei's performance in the ward, either squatting at the foot of the wall for half a day, or muttering to himself, or going mad.

There is basically no normal time.

Ning Shu's eyes turn white. If Cheng Fei really can be cruel, she will believe that Cheng Fei is crazy.

Because Cheng Fei had no family and only wife, and he wanted to make people into amber, he was forced to be treated by the government and sent to a mental hospital.

Ning Shu watched Cheng Fei get on the car and be sent to a mental hospital.

Cheng Fei looks at Ning Shu, who is standing not far away, with his head askew.

…… It's a smile of evil spirits.

It's so much fun with people.

Ning Shu also smiled a little, walked over, stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Fei's back, "well stay in the lunatic asylum, I'll go back to see you."

Cheng Fei frowned, as if he was hurt by Ning Shu.

Then he said, "OK, I'll wait for you."

Cheng Fei was taken to the car and turned to Ning Shu for a smile.

Ning Shu waved his hands and said, "I will definitely go to see you."

Cheng Fei looks at Ning Shu through the window and waves to him.

Parting is always sad.

Cheng Fei, you'll stay in a lunatic asylum for the rest of your life.

After that, Ning Shu went through the formalities and went to see Cheng Fei with a pot of chicken soup.

Before leaving, AI's mother stuffed an electric anti wolf device into Ning Shu's bag.

Let Ning Shu be careful.

It's dangerous in a lunatic asylum.

Ning Shu went to the lunatic asylum with a warm barrel.

Cheng Fei's lunatic asylum is national in nature, and its high walls cut off the situation inside.

It's full of power grids, it looks like a prison.

This is the prison.

Ning Shu took the formalities and was taken to the ward by the nurse.

The corridor is full of mental patients in sick clothes, singing opera and singing loudly. My country is dead.

A man thought he was a dog, crawling and barking on the ground.

These people look dazed or mad.

With these people, you can get sick even if you are not sick.

A man suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Ning Shu. "You are a monster. I don't want to accept you because of the disaster in the world."

Ning Shu:

There are so many species in it.

The nurse who led Ning Shu's way just looked at her coldly and didn't want to help.

Ning Shu shook off his patient and held him back for two steps.

"Oh, this fairy is so powerful. I will go back and get the magic weapon." And then I ran away in the dust.

Nurse apathetic a face to take Ning Shu to a ward door, say: "Cheng Fei is inside."

Ning Shu handed a bag of fruit to the nurse. There was a red bag in it. "Take this fruit and eat it. I want to talk to Cheng Fei."

The nurse's face was better. He took the fruit bag in Ning Shu's hand and put it in the pocket of the nurse's uniform.

"You'd better hurry up. It's half an hour at most." Said the nurse.

Ning Shu goes in and the nurse closes the door.

The ward was a little cramped, with a very high, small window that no one could climb out of.

The ward was empty, with no tables or benches except for the narrow bed.

Especially some dangerous things are not put in the ward.

If the patient is delirious and holds dangerous things, he may hurt himself or others.

The incandescent lamp in the ward is on, and the light needs to flicker occasionally. It's a little scary when it's dark and bright.

Cheng Fei is the only one in the ward. He is sitting on the bed, reading with his head down.

Ning Shu goes over with the heat preservation barrel, Cheng Fei raises his head, sees Ning Shu with a smile, puts down the book in his hand, "here you are."

Cheng Fei moves his body and gives Ning Shu a seat.

Lying in the trough, Cheng Fei's life is comfortable. It looks like he's crazy.

Ning Shu released his mental strength and scanned the whole ward, and found that there were probes in the four corners of the room.

Obviously everyone who came into this place was being watched.

Ning Shu opens the heat preservation barrel and gives Cheng Fei a spoon. "Eat it. My mother cooked it."

Cheng Fei took the heat preservation bucket, smelled it and shook his head. "It's not made by his mother-in-law. She likes orange peel. There's no smell of orange peel in it, just a smell of traditional Chinese medicine."

Ning Shu put out his hand. "Well, I did it."

Cheng Fei picked up a spoon and tasted it. He couldn't help shaking his head. "You put everything in the pot and cook it together. The ingredients have no sense of hierarchy and the taste is not good."Ning Shu:

As a psychopath, even if you are given a lump of shit, you should be happy to eat it. Do the experts who determine that you are mentally ill know what you are like now?

Cheng Fei put down the heat preservation barrel and stopped eating it.

Ning Shu:

Does she make it that bad?

Ning Shu scooped a spoon and tasted it. "I think it's OK."

It's very good. It's good if you have something to eat.

Cheng Fei smiles, "isn't it delicious?"

"I think it's delicious. Do you have a good meal here? The food is exquisite?"

Don't tease, so many people, how can the food be exquisite when they are eating a big pot of rice.

It's almost like feeding pigs.

Cheng Fei said, "the food here is really bad. I eat it to ensure my body energy needs, but it doesn't prevent me from commenting on the soup you boil."

"Have some more, maybe you won't be able to drink my soup again." Ning Shu puts the heat preservation barrel in Cheng Fei's hand.

Cheng Fei smiled. "You shouldn't have made soup by hand. The damage of lampblack to skin is better than time."

Ning Shu:

Don't fly to pick up the spoon, eat it with a small mouth, only soup, not chicken.

Ning Shu looks at Cheng Fei's head and says, "Cheng Fei, you have white hair."

"You are only more than 30 years old. How can you get white hair? You must think too much. It's only when you have too many calculations." Ning Shu reached out and pulled Cheng Fei's hair. "It's not two white hairs."

"Then please pull it out for me." Cheng Fei puts his head near Ning Shu.

"This is the trace of the years, Ai Yun. I always hope that you will remain as beautiful as you are now, instead of being gray haired and taken away by time." Cheng Fei said.

Ning Shu ignores Cheng Fei's words and reaches out to pull Cheng Fei's hair. "It's a little painful. You can bear it."

Ning Shu pulls out a white hair and shows it to Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei looks at his white hair. "I hope you don't have this on your head."

Ning Shu:

Ning Shu then plucks Cheng Fei's hair.

An invisible silver needle is clamped on Ning Shu's hand and pierced into Cheng Fei's head.

Cheng Fei frowns and immediately grabs Ning Shu's hand. As soon as Ning Shu's finger is loose, the silver needle falls on the ground, which is almost invisible. His thumb and index finger hold a white hair.