As a liar who lost his memory, Nan Guo was framed and ended up in a weird lunatic asylum. Here he met the old man who was also framed, the dull fool, the witty deer and the righteous crazy captain. The king's legacy? Human experiments? Multiple personalities? A precious puzzle piece? It seems that all clues point to a group called Monroe Biotechnology. Who is the madman? Who is the liar? How many personalities can one person have? It's all your choice. Welcome to Spring Town, where you'll never guess the ending of the story.
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Thoughts after viewing
This little lunatic asylum is so unpredictable!
Not crazy, but also a devil.
All living beings are here to benefit, and no one can escape! ! !
A rare good book
A rare book! Read it to the end in one go. This book has a unique creative perspective, novel stories, and interlocking stories! After reading it, I feel like I have become a lunatic. I am really impressed that the story of a mental hospital can be written so beautifully!
Men's books are really lacking in romance, maybe it's because of the plot!
People are born lonely, and their hope is lost due to loneliness, just like the jakes, they will suffer more in the future.
It's good, but the character Li Menglu. . . The change was so drastic that even after being slapped three times, the protagonist still forgave her and still remembered her a little bit and wanted to help her.
As for what Li Menglu did in the early stage, apart from being pretty, there really wasn't anything worth appreciating. If the father who had no brains to protect her and committed a heinous crime could also be considered, then it could be considered filial piety.
Although the author helped her clear her name in the later stages, Li Menglu also understood the darkness of the asylum. . . But. . . How come the skill of casually slapping people was lost? . . It looks exciting.
Regardless of this point, this is a very good novel, worth reading. It only takes three minutes and you will fall in love with it.
Daily Life in the Madhouse: Eyes in the Basement
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Three years ago, they called me Anzi
Three years later, they called me crazy
I still remember that day, it was a day I will never let go of.
One rainy morning, the pancake stall on the roadside had not yet been set up. I drank too much that day, and the churning feeling in my stomach made me very uncomfortable, so I squatted on the street and wanted to vomit. Maybe it would make me feel better.
It hurt when I dug my fingers into my throat, especially when it was scratched. I vomited a lot that day until tears filled my eyes.
My child died yesterday in an unscrupulous clinic in town due to complications from congenital leukemia.
The doctor said that there was no way to cure Nian'er's disease unless he could go abroad for scientific research and treatment.
This excuse is tantamount to a death sentence for a steelworker like me.
My wife's wailing and mother's crying still echoed in my ears. I didn't have the courage to see the dead Nian'er, so I rushed out of the ward.
They said there was a tavern in town filled with fake wine.
Maybe the fake wine has more alcohol?
So I drank until dawn, until I stood on the side of the road and started vomiting.
Then, the man appeared.
He said he could give my family a large amount of money to help me alleviate our difficult situation.
I spent a lot of money on Nian'er's illness, and I wrote it all down in my notebook, but I didn't believe this man. His eyes made me feel scared. Maybe he was a big shot.
Under the influence of alcohol, I mustered up the courage to beat this man, but I forgot why I didn't do it in the end.
All I remember is that I followed him and he took me to a lunatic asylum where I didn't know anyone.
They told me that the money had been sent to my family. I was so relieved that I didn't even check whether it was true or not.
The doctors in the lunatic asylum said they had been observing me for a long time. They had the last physical examination report conducted with Nian'er. They said I was very talented, just like the protagonist in those novels.
Anyway, I can no longer face the scarred family. Maybe it would be good to be the protagonist?
I thought mockingly to myself, but after just one day and night I regretted it.
Because the experiment was so painful, they injected me with so many injections that my hair fell out and my internal organs felt like they were burning.
It hurts, it hurts so much, I feel Nian'er's pain.
But I can persist.
This is my father's insistence.
That was until that chaotic night when they said I had failed because my hormone levels were unstable and I couldn't do the third phase of the experiment.
I was abandoned.
I want to shout, but I can't make a sound. I want to cry, but I can't shed tears.
Maybe this is the feeling of life being worse than death.
The most painful thing for me was that I found that I could feel everything around me, but I couldn't react accordingly.
The scariest thing is that when the person named Dean starts to read the poem, I can't help but let him drive me.
I became a living corpse, ready to be slaughtered.
They replaced my spleen, modified my brain, cut out my stomach, and castrated me.
Just like those animals in the farm, I have no resistance
Dear readers, I'm sorry that I am hospitalized due to illness and have to take about two days off. Please give me some advice 🤝
The King's aria:
...
If I were to tell their story
I would say
Once upon a time the earthly throne said to the king
you are mine
The king's song lies at its feet
Ridiculous May
She came to the king's palace
She said you are mine
The king prostrates himself
under love
The king once asked her name
she doesn't speak
Lift up the blood-stained romance
The killing has come
The greatest hero ever
she killed the king
It was midsummer
I really like this novel, thank you author.
Did I raise the author until he entered the palace...(´△｀)
The Parable of the King: A Conversation
"It said above that we should deal with this woman as soon as possible."
"How is she now?"
"It's hard to say. Anyway, I've tried it, but it didn't work. She may have antibodies in her body. This is my analysis."
"Your analysis is useless, find an analyst!"
"It's no use looking for her. She's still close. I don't think it's going to work. She can't stand it for two days in a row. Look at how skinny she is now. She's neither a human nor a ghost. She doesn't even react to a slap."
"Then throw her away."
"Why don't we just find a place to bury her?"
"It's not a crime. It didn't say to kill her. Keep it for now. Besides, if someone discovers the body, it will be a problem in the future."
"But where should we throw it?"
"This... Let me think about it."
"What else is there to think about? I just find a garbage dump, just like Lan Lan and her brother did before?"
"No, no, I'm tired of that. We have to change our tactics. That's right! Doesn't she have a temper? I have a good place to entertain her."
"What place?"
"You've been there too! Did you forget that we went to Spring Town together last time? You added an extra hour before leaving, which almost didn't delay things. I'll report it to you when you come back."
"Oh! You said there, that's not..."
"Shh... Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."
"Okay, okay, you really know how to come up with ideas, but... If you leave her there, will she run away? If she runs out and exposes what happened here, that would be serious."
"Don't worry, I have already thought about it. When the time comes, let the prince of Sanhe Na take care of her. Where is Spring Town? Are you still worried that she can escape?"
"Is this... A bit cruel? I heard that the child is quite perverted and has a bad temper."
"Bah! Isn't this a perfect match? Let's see which one of them has the worse temper. Besides, we are bad guys. Have you ever seen a bad guy with a soft heart?"
"Yes, aren't they all in movies?"
"Then let's just be bad guys who won't relent. Is that okay?"
"That..."
"Okay, shut up. You have too much to do, and soon I won't have enough space."
"Okay, I'll get the sack."
"No, that's enough. Just find a larger plastic bag."
This book is really good, I need to calm down and read it
The writing is wonderful. From the first chapter to the present, it is very good. After more than 90 chapters, my scalp is numb.
Introduction to the characters in Daily Life in the Madhouse:
…
It was a sunny day, Lao Meng was repairing his prostate, and Fool was catching flies on the lawn.
The breeze blows and the grass bends.
Xiaolu and Biaozi were lying on the bed, feeling the romance of newlyweds. At this time, Xiaolu took out a cigarette. In fact, he had no habit of smoking, but every time he and Biaozi had a good time, Xiaolu liked to light a cigarette to brighten the atmosphere.
Xiaolu lied to Biaozi and said that this was his first time and he dedicated it to her, hoping that the two of them would last forever.
Biaozi sighed and said:
"I haven't had it for a long time."
Biaozi was a woman and didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so she frowned and asked again:
"Why do you guys like to smoke afterward?"
Xiaolu shook his head and put out the cigarette:
"Get used to it."
Biaozi stood up and started beating the deer. The deer kept crying and quickly changed the subject:
"Don't fight, don't fight. I stole the new patient's medical records from the boss."
This sentence successfully attracted Biaozi's interest, and Xiaolu escaped from danger. The two began to read the contents of the medical records:
Patient name: He He
Age: 30
Preliminary diagnosis of the condition: The patient has severe mood swings, and nursing care and treatment are recommended.
Through the introduction in the medical record, Xiaolu met this man named He He.
Three years ago, He He, as an aspiring young man, came to Spring Town with his family to seek development. Due to work needs, He He often traveled on business, ranging from half a month to half a year.
One time when he returned from a business trip, He He found that his wife was pregnant. Through observation and related physiological knowledge, He He learned that the child might not be his, so He He rushed out of the house.
In addition to grief, He He chose to drink with his old father to relieve his sorrow. That night, He He successfully brought down his father.
After his father was drunk, he told He He:
You must keep your eyes open. Don't be careless about your child's problems. Don't follow your father's old path...
After that drink, He He quickly checked into our hospital and used this to solve the mystery of his life experience.
After reading it, Xiaolu couldn't help but sigh:
Your uncle will always be your uncle, but that won't necessarily be the case for your father...
Thoughts after viewing
This little lunatic asylum is so unpredictable! Not crazy, but also a devil. All living beings are here to benefit, and no one can escape! ! !
A rare good book
A rare book! Read it to the end in one go. This book has a unique creative perspective, novel stories, and interlocking stories! After reading it, I feel like I have become a lunatic. I am really impressed that the story of a mental hospital can be written so beautifully! Men's books are really lacking in romance, maybe it's because of the plot!
People are born lonely, and their hope is lost due to loneliness, just like the jakes, they will suffer more in the future.
It's good, but the character Li Menglu. . . The change was so drastic that even after being slapped three times, the protagonist still forgave her and still remembered her a little bit and wanted to help her. As for what Li Menglu did in the early stage, apart from being pretty, there really wasn't anything worth appreciating. If the father who had no brains to protect her and committed a heinous crime could also be considered, then it could be considered filial piety. Although the author helped her clear her name in the later stages, Li Menglu also understood the darkness of the asylum. . . But. . . How come the skill of casually slapping people was lost? . . It looks exciting. Regardless of this point, this is a very good novel, worth reading. It only takes three minutes and you will fall in love with it.
Daily Life in the Madhouse: Eyes in the Basement ··· Three years ago, they called me Anzi Three years later, they called me crazy I still remember that day, it was a day I will never let go of. One rainy morning, the pancake stall on the roadside had not yet been set up. I drank too much that day, and the churning feeling in my stomach made me very uncomfortable, so I squatted on the street and wanted to vomit. Maybe it would make me feel better. It hurt when I dug my fingers into my throat, especially when it was scratched. I vomited a lot that day until tears filled my eyes. My child died yesterday in an unscrupulous clinic in town due to complications from congenital leukemia. The doctor said that there was no way to cure Nian'er's disease unless he could go abroad for scientific research and treatment. This excuse is tantamount to a death sentence for a steelworker like me. My wife's wailing and mother's crying still echoed in my ears. I didn't have the courage to see the dead Nian'er, so I rushed out of the ward. They said there was a tavern in town filled with fake wine. Maybe the fake wine has more alcohol? So I drank until dawn, until I stood on the side of the road and started vomiting. Then, the man appeared. He said he could give my family a large amount of money to help me alleviate our difficult situation. I spent a lot of money on Nian'er's illness, and I wrote it all down in my notebook, but I didn't believe this man. His eyes made me feel scared. Maybe he was a big shot. Under the influence of alcohol, I mustered up the courage to beat this man, but I forgot why I didn't do it in the end. All I remember is that I followed him and he took me to a lunatic asylum where I didn't know anyone. They told me that the money had been sent to my family. I was so relieved that I didn't even check whether it was true or not. The doctors in the lunatic asylum said they had been observing me for a long time. They had the last physical examination report conducted with Nian'er. They said I was very talented, just like the protagonist in those novels. Anyway, I can no longer face the scarred family. Maybe it would be good to be the protagonist? I thought mockingly to myself, but after just one day and night I regretted it. Because the experiment was so painful, they injected me with so many injections that my hair fell out and my internal organs felt like they were burning. It hurts, it hurts so much, I feel Nian'er's pain. But I can persist. This is my father's insistence. That was until that chaotic night when they said I had failed because my hormone levels were unstable and I couldn't do the third phase of the experiment. I was abandoned. I want to shout, but I can't make a sound. I want to cry, but I can't shed tears. Maybe this is the feeling of life being worse than death. The most painful thing for me was that I found that I could feel everything around me, but I couldn't react accordingly. The scariest thing is that when the person named Dean starts to read the poem, I can't help but let him drive me. I became a living corpse, ready to be slaughtered. They replaced my spleen, modified my brain, cut out my stomach, and castrated me. Just like those animals in the farm, I have no resistance
Dear readers, I'm sorry that I am hospitalized due to illness and have to take about two days off. Please give me some advice 🤝
The King's aria: ... If I were to tell their story I would say Once upon a time the earthly throne said to the king you are mine The king's song lies at its feet Ridiculous May She came to the king's palace She said you are mine The king prostrates himself under love The king once asked her name she doesn't speak Lift up the blood-stained romance The killing has come The greatest hero ever she killed the king It was midsummer
I really like this novel, thank you author.
Did I raise the author until he entered the palace...(´△｀)
The Parable of the King: A Conversation "It said above that we should deal with this woman as soon as possible." "How is she now?" "It's hard to say. Anyway, I've tried it, but it didn't work. She may have antibodies in her body. This is my analysis." "Your analysis is useless, find an analyst!" "It's no use looking for her. She's still close. I don't think it's going to work. She can't stand it for two days in a row. Look at how skinny she is now. She's neither a human nor a ghost. She doesn't even react to a slap." "Then throw her away." "Why don't we just find a place to bury her?" "It's not a crime. It didn't say to kill her. Keep it for now. Besides, if someone discovers the body, it will be a problem in the future." "But where should we throw it?" "This... Let me think about it." "What else is there to think about? I just find a garbage dump, just like Lan Lan and her brother did before?" "No, no, I'm tired of that. We have to change our tactics. That's right! Doesn't she have a temper? I have a good place to entertain her." "What place?" "You've been there too! Did you forget that we went to Spring Town together last time? You added an extra hour before leaving, which almost didn't delay things. I'll report it to you when you come back." "Oh! You said there, that's not..." "Shh... Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you." "Okay, okay, you really know how to come up with ideas, but... If you leave her there, will she run away? If she runs out and exposes what happened here, that would be serious." "Don't worry, I have already thought about it. When the time comes, let the prince of Sanhe Na take care of her. Where is Spring Town? Are you still worried that she can escape?" "Is this... A bit cruel? I heard that the child is quite perverted and has a bad temper." "Bah! Isn't this a perfect match? Let's see which one of them has the worse temper. Besides, we are bad guys. Have you ever seen a bad guy with a soft heart?" "Yes, aren't they all in movies?" "Then let's just be bad guys who won't relent. Is that okay?" "That..." "Okay, shut up. You have too much to do, and soon I won't have enough space." "Okay, I'll get the sack." "No, that's enough. Just find a larger plastic bag."
This book is really good, I need to calm down and read it
The writing is wonderful. From the first chapter to the present, it is very good. After more than 90 chapters, my scalp is numb.
Introduction to the characters in Daily Life in the Madhouse: … It was a sunny day, Lao Meng was repairing his prostate, and Fool was catching flies on the lawn. The breeze blows and the grass bends. Xiaolu and Biaozi were lying on the bed, feeling the romance of newlyweds. At this time, Xiaolu took out a cigarette. In fact, he had no habit of smoking, but every time he and Biaozi had a good time, Xiaolu liked to light a cigarette to brighten the atmosphere. Xiaolu lied to Biaozi and said that this was his first time and he dedicated it to her, hoping that the two of them would last forever. Biaozi sighed and said: "I haven't had it for a long time." Biaozi was a woman and didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so she frowned and asked again: "Why do you guys like to smoke afterward?" Xiaolu shook his head and put out the cigarette: "Get used to it." Biaozi stood up and started beating the deer. The deer kept crying and quickly changed the subject: "Don't fight, don't fight. I stole the new patient's medical records from the boss." This sentence successfully attracted Biaozi's interest, and Xiaolu escaped from danger. The two began to read the contents of the medical records: Patient name: He He Age: 30 Preliminary diagnosis of the condition: The patient has severe mood swings, and nursing care and treatment are recommended. Through the introduction in the medical record, Xiaolu met this man named He He. Three years ago, He He, as an aspiring young man, came to Spring Town with his family to seek development. Due to work needs, He He often traveled on business, ranging from half a month to half a year. One time when he returned from a business trip, He He found that his wife was pregnant. Through observation and related physiological knowledge, He He learned that the child might not be his, so He He rushed out of the house. In addition to grief, He He chose to drink with his old father to relieve his sorrow. That night, He He successfully brought down his father. After his father was drunk, he told He He: You must keep your eyes open. Don't be careless about your child's problems. Don't follow your father's old path... After that drink, He He quickly checked into our hospital and used this to solve the mystery of his life experience. After reading it, Xiaolu couldn't help but sigh: Your uncle will always be your uncle, but that won't necessarily be the case for your father...