
The Storyteller of the Madhouse
by Chun Mei Ji
About This Novel
In order to save my wife's blindness, I entered the suburban rehabilitation hospital. It was a lunatic asylum and it was very scary. However, the relationship I was looking for in exchange for a medical insurance exemption was precisely the doctor in this hospital. There, I met a strange storyteller. He called himself Marshal Tianpeng, held my hand, and spit out forbidden secrets: "Pangu's creation of the sky was a child's play, and Nuwa's creation of humans was a cage. As for me teasing Chang'e? That was the Jade Emperor using my ugliness to cover up his filth." Ridiculous. Pitiful. A madman. I just wanted him to be quiet and take my life sheet. Until this modern hospital appeared in his "crazy words"-- The dean arranged the emperor's crown in the void, the security guard practiced the immortal ax technique with a riot shield, and the head nurse whispered to the empty space: "This sheet can be used as a cushion for the peach fruit plate." On the medical certificate, his only illness was: "Clear cognition and highly contagious." Now, the contagion begins. Should I block his mouth in exchange for his wife's light, or should I take over the fire and become the next reader of this banned book? Be careful, you and me, everyone is standing in the audience...
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