I Learn To Kill Gods In A Mental Hospital

\"Unconventional approach?\"

\"Use a method similar to forbidden ruins and forbidden objects to separate the two without harming the soul. \" Dr. Li pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, \"Of course, I don't know the specific details After all, I have never met such a patient, so I can only talk about it on paper.\”

\"Okay.\" Lin Qiye sighed.

Lin Qiye had already thought of this method of separating the two souls from one body to make them two independent individuals, but this method of separating souls without injury is not something that can be obtained casually. Very few special forbidden ruins and forbidden objects can do it, but the forbidden objects cannot be brought into the mental hospital of the gods...

It is destined to be a difficult and long process to completely cure Blaki and Eden.

\"However, I think that since there is no repulsion between these two souls, it is not a problem not to separate them in a short period of time, but there is one more thing that must be paid attention to, which is their mental state.\" Dr. Li added road.

\"Two souls living in one body for a long time will bring potential mental pressure to each other more or less. Timely relief is very necessary. It is best to allow the two souls to tolerate each other and avoid the phenomenon of spiritual rejection occur.\"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly, and nodded half-understood.

To be honest, he doesn't quite understand what Dr. Li said, and he has no idea how to "relieve" it. After all, he is just a half-hearted doctor who has become a monk and cannot be as professional as Dr. Li.

Seeing Lin Qiye's expression, Dr. Li raised his mouth slightly, \"Your case is too rare, and the angle is quite tricky, I don't recommend you to study this issue too deeply...but if you are really interested in the study of mental illness , I can send you some of my notes, which record my experience in studying mental illness for so many years, which should be helpful to you.\”

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's eyes lit up, \"Then thank you Dr. Li.\"

Who is Dr. Li? That is the best psychiatrist in the entire Great Xia. For a half-hearted doctor like Lin Qiye, this note is naturally extremely precious. If he can understand it, he should have no problem dealing with the few patients in the hospital.

Lin Qiye chatted with Dr. Li for a while, then turned around and went back to the house. About ten minutes later, a nurse came in from outside holding a thick stack of notebooks.

\"This is what Dr. Li asked me to bring to you.\" The nurse put the note on the ground, and the thick note was placed heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

Lin Qiye looked at the stack of notebooks that were almost as tall as a person, and couldn't help but say: \"Is this too much?\"

\"How much? This is only one-tenth of Dr. Li's notes. He was afraid that you wouldn't be able to fit it in this room, so he asked me to send you one-tenth of it first. \"Nurse said\"Why are you so ignorant I have seen the world\" expression.

Lin Qiye: ...

No wonder Dr. Li was able to become the best psychiatrist in Daxia at such a young age. This hard work is really beyond the reach of ordinary people... I don't know if the thick and dense hair on the top of his head is fake ...

Lin Qiye pulled out the stool, sat down at the table, looked at the stack of notebooks beside him, and fell into deep thought.

With so many notes, he definitely couldn't take them with him when he escaped from prison, but he wanted to read them all thoroughly, but he didn't know that he would have to wait until the year of the monkey, and these things couldn't be brought into the mental hospital of the gods...

Lin Qiye thought for a moment, and he had a countermeasure in his mind.

Since he couldn't take these notes with him, he would make a copy of them all in the Gods Mental Hospital. Anyway, he was stuck in this small room all day and had nothing to do, so he just used it to pass the time.

...

The mental hospital of the gods.

Braki poked his head out of the room furtively, looked around, and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him, then walked out quickly with the harp in his hand.

He walked straight through the corridor on the second floor, tiptoed up the stairs, glanced out from the corridor, turned around and entered the first room beside the corridor like lightning.

Click!

The door was locked.

Crash!

The curtains are drawn.

Braki sat alone in the dim room, heaving a long sigh of relief...

He held the harp in his arms, with excitement in his eyes, he lowered his head, and gently plucked the first string.

Ding--!

The crisp sound of the strings sounded, Braki immediately pressed the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly!

He walked to the window and opened a corner of the curtain, and poked outside...

Well, no one heard!

Braki returned to his seat excitedly, cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and began to sing formally!

\"Ah~ how...\"

boom--!

Blakey choked.

The door was suddenly opened, and Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, stood at the door and was taken aback when he saw Braki sitting in the corner of the dark room.

The two pairs of eyes met each other.

\"Ah...Ah...Ah!\" Blaki silently hid the harp behind his back, pretending to sneeze.

The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, \"...what are you doing in my dean's room?\"

Braki pondered for a moment, \"Glory?\"

\"...\"

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes, and opened the door behind him, \"I'm going to work, if you really want to recite poems, ask Merlin to set up a noise-eliminating barrier for you.\"

Blaki's eyes lit up immediately!

He took out the harp behind his back and ran out of the dean's room like a gust of wind, \"Thank you, dean!\"

\"Wait a minute!\" Lin Qiye suddenly spoke as if he had thought of something.

Braki stopped in his tracks and turned his head blankly.

\"Recently, have you felt any discomfort in your body? For example, inexplicable fatigue, or anxiety?\" Lin Qiye asked, and then added, \"It doesn't count if you become exceptionally good-looking!\"

Blaki was stunned, and thought carefully, \"No, I feel that I am full of energy every day, as if I want to devote myself to poetry with endless enthusiasm...just...\"

\"Just what?\"

Braki's gaze gradually dimmed. He looked at the harp in his hand, and after a long silence, he finally said: \"I miss my wife...\"

Lin Qiye froze in place.

\"Well, I know.\" After a while, Lin Qiye spoke slowly, \"Go, I'm going to work.\"

Lin Qiye walked into the room, opened the curtains, and saw that Braki was holding the harp in his hands tightly outside the dean, like a frustrated boy, walking towards the distance in despondency...

Lin Qiye heaved a long sigh, went back to the table and sat down, and wrote down the first sentence on the white paper:

\"A patient once asked me, is the world real? If we can't be sure it's real, how can we be sure we exist?

This question is very interesting. I think it doesn’t matter whether the world is real or not. The important thing is whether there are some people and some things that make us feel that even if the world is false...

Then this false life is also worth it.

...\”