Chapter 1168 Crazy.Unconscious (Part 3)

"That's it..." After hearing Dr. Yuan's answer, Feng Bujue was not too surprised. He just continued calmly, "Then, may I ask...who pays for my medical expenses?"

"Haha..." Dr. Yuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this question, "Well... don't worry. For cases like yours, the country will support you for the rest of your life. Just treat it as an investment in research."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue pondered for a moment, then added, "If it's convenient, could you tell me again, has anyone come to visit me in the past few years? Not to mention my parents, there are also classmates and friends..."

"No. 3232." Dr. Yuan's expression instantly turned cold. He continued before Brother Jue finished speaking, "This is not the first time I have said this to you, but I don't mind saying it to you again - Your parents passed away in a car accident a few years ago; even before they died, they never came to visit you; because both of them... were also victims of the wounding incident you committed when you were ten years old. 1. After that case, your mother permanently lost the vision in her right eye and the hearing in her right ear. She also received psychological counseling for a long time before she came out of the shadow caused by you; of course. , compared with other victims, your parents are already lucky..."

Having said this, Dr. Yuan straightened up, leaned back on the chair, put his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and intertwined his fingers on his chest: "... Therefore, it is impossible for them to come to see you; as for 'Friends', 'classmates'...hehe..." He sneered, "3232, if you were a parent or teacher, would you let your child interact with a child who was sentenced for a serious violent crime when he was less than ten years old? Will there be any intersection with the children in the mental hospital? "

"I understand." Feng Bujue nodded and said, "So... the person who has had the most contact with me over the years is probably you, the doctor, right?"

"Hmph...I don't have that honor." Dr. Yuan immediately rejected Brother Jue's reasoning in a sarcastic tone, and continued, "This mental hospital was set up by the state specifically to accommodate drug-free people like you. Saveable super lunatics; in order to prevent mentally unstable staff from being affected by you 'patients'..." When he said this, he also raised his hands to make a quotation mark gesture, "..., all the people here are... The positions are rotated regularly. To put it simply... I only work here for two months every year, and I am responsible for only two of your twelve regular inspections every year; but... for your more than ten years of work, I am very familiar with the examination report..." He smiled, "In fact, your examination report is very famous here, and all the doctors who have seen it said... If it can be adapted into a novel and published, it will definitely be very popular. Sell."

"Really..." Feng Bujue also smiled, "Then why has no one done this? Is it inconvenient to sign? Or is there any dispute over copyright?"

"That's not the case." Dr. Yuan said, "It's simply because we have regulations that cannot spread information about patients or the inside of the hospital..."

"I thought you were concerned about the doctor-patient confidentiality agreement and basic professional ethics." Feng Bujue replied.

"Are you kidding?" Dr. Yuan continued with a smile, "You, who are not even the most basic human beings and rational, are you talking to me about professional ethics?"

"Listening to your tone, when you treat a murderous demon like me who has essentially lost his human rights, the fact that you didn't resort to cruelty is considered a kind of kindness, right?" Feng Bujue continued.

Dr. Yuan did not answer this question because their conversations were all recorded. Although these recordings will not be released externally and can be broadcast on a large scale, it is obviously not appropriate to respond to such a question head-on. For Dr. Yuan personally, this is also a matter of teaching others.

"Okay, 3232, I've said enough." After waiting for a few seconds, Dr. Yuan chose to change the topic, "Now, is it my turn to ask questions?"

"Of course." Feng Bujue said, "I will do what I say...I will cooperate with you."

For the next twenty minutes, the two sides began a formal, question-and-answer conversation.

What Dr. Yuan asked were all formulaic questions, such as... "Have you felt any changes in your body recently?" "What are your opinions on your current living conditions?" "Do you have any requirements?" Want us to do it” and so on.

Every patient under his charge will be asked these questions.

In addition, there are also a few questions based on the patient's specific situation, such as "Do you still think 'Horrorland' is real?", "Can you tell the difference between the virtual world and reality?", and "You Do you still have any impression of your violent behavior in 'reality' over the years?"

And Feng Bujue... also gave short and clear answers to these questions one by one and truthfully based on his own memory.

Twenty minutes later, Dr. Yuan finished asking the questions he had prepared. He didn't even need to speak. Feng Bujue had already read a line from the look on his face - "It's time to end this boring examination."

"Okay..." Sure enough, the next second, Doctor Yuan said, "I think...that's it for today..."

"Knowledge." Suddenly, Feng Bujue said two words loudly, choking back the last word "li" in the other person's sentence.

"What?" Dr. Yuan was stunned by what he said, and instinctively said, "What knowledge?"

"I have a question about my knowledge reserve." Feng Bujue asked quickly before the other party stopped him from asking questions, "After I was imprisoned in this mental hospital, did I continue to receive education? Or... did I learn about the outside world through any channels?"

"Well..." Doctor Yuan thought for a while and replied: "Anyway, the information shows... no."

"In other words, my knowledge reserve should still be at the level before I was imprisoned, that is... the fourth grade level of elementary school." Feng Bujue continued.

"Uh..." Doctor Yuan's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he seemed to have vaguely realized something, "Yes, it should be like that."

"Doctor Yuan, if you are a person who has been isolated from the world since the age of ten, has not received any outside information for fourteen years, and has only a fourth grade education, do you think you can make up the "stories" I mentioned?" Feng Bujue used the tone that the other party had just used, and asked a substitution-style rhetorical question.

Doctor Yuan seemed to be irritated, because this question made him speechless.

He did not answer, but pressed the button on the phone on the table, leaned over to the receiver and said, "The examination is over, take the patient away." (To be continued.)