222: Confiscate Ye Tian’s tools

In the suburbs of Linjiang, Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Inside the room, Ye Tian was tied up with five ropes, firmly restrained on the hospital bed, his mouth stuffed with a smelly sock that other mental patients hadn't washed for three months.

“Wuwuwu!”

Now, Ye Tian’s consciousness had temporarily recovered, and he was struggling desperately, trying with all his might to break free from the restraints on his body, his eyes rolling back, almost fainting from the shit-like smell emanating from the smelly sock in his mouth.

Although Ye Tian’s physical fitness was now comparable to that of some special forces soldiers who trained all year round, he still couldn't break free from the restraints of this specially made hospital bed; any resistance seemed so futile.

After regaining consciousness, Ye Tian finally realized what he had done before.

He had actually sung those vulgar and extremely lewd lyrics at the Freshman Welcome Party?

Shouldn't he have sung “Blue and White Porcelain”?

Then he would have amazed everyone, been appreciated by Chen Xuewei and Xia Qingge, entered the music scene, soared into the sky, indulged in a sea of beauties, with women on both sides…

How did things develop in such an absurd direction?

Is this reasonable?

Was he sure he wasn't possessed by a ghost?

Otherwise, how could he have done those inexplicable things, even punching and kicking the old principal…

No need to think, expulsion from school was definitely unavoidable.

Could it be that he was set up?

But, he hadn't offended anyone at all!

Recalling that crazy, idiotic feeling, cold sweat kept seeping from Ye Tian’s forehead, his spine felt cold, and he felt a chill all over, a creepy sensation; it was truly too bizarre!

In his life, he had never encountered such a strange thing.

It was even more bizarre than him suddenly binding the Goddess Strategy System without any warning.

Affected by the Insane and Idiotic Talisman, although Ye Tian would continuously go crazy every three hours, he would not lose his previous memories.

Therefore, he was very clear about the ridiculous things he had done yesterday; it was simply the biggest stain on his life!

And it was the kind that could never be erased.

“System, what exactly is happening to me?”

“Am I possessed by a ghost, or do I have severe dissociative identity disorder?”

Ye Tian immersed his mind and communicated directly with the system in his mind, wanting to get the answers he desired from the system.

The Goddess Strategy System remained silent and did not answer.

In fact, it was equally confused, not understanding why its idiotic host was acting so crazy.

Wouldn't it be better to quietly strategize with various goddesses and get rewards, instead of jumping around like a monkey?

They said he was a person with great luck, but this is the result?

The Goddess Strategy System's level was more intelligent than Lin Ming's original God-level Takeout System, but only slightly so.

Unable to detect the special methods used by Jiang Che, it naturally couldn't answer the host's questions.

“System, System!”

Ye Tian kept pressing, his mind anxious, almost going crazy.

But at this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and the dean, wearing a white coat and glasses, entered Ye Tian's room with three medical staff members.

Noticing Ye Tian’s gaze, the dean grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth, and introduced himself.

“Hello, patient, this is Qingshan Mental Hospital, I am the dean here, my name is Yang Yongxin.”

“Lin University has already communicated with us about your situation in advance.”

“According to my experience, you suffer from severe dissociative identity disorder and delusional disorder. Do you often fantasize about having women on both sides, building a harem, reaching the pinnacle of life, and even believing it to be true?”

Seeing Ye Tian’s bewildered gaze, Yang Yongxin thought his theory had convinced the other party, and with a look of satisfaction, he continued.

“Your condition is indeed difficult to cure.”

“However, as long as you actively cooperate with our hospital’s treatment, there is still great hope for recovery.”

“First, the first step is to remove the root of your troubles, severing all undesirable fantasies…”

“This way, subsequent treatment can proceed more smoothly.”

As he spoke, a glimmer of wisdom flashed in Yang Yongxin's eyes. He picked up a surgical knife from a nearby surgical stand and gestured twice at Ye Tian's “little brother”.

The surgical knife gleamed with a cold light, reflecting in Ye Tian’s eyes. Ye Tian’s face instantly turned pale, his eyes bulged, and he began to struggle frantically, completely ignoring everything, so scared that he actually wet his pants.

Damn it, Qingshan Mental Hospital, Dean Yang Yongxin?

Isn't this the mental hospital reported in the news where all the medical staff are mental patients?

How did he get sent to this hellhole?

Damn it, who is behind this plot?

Hearing Yang Yongxin wanted to physically remove his “little brother”, Ye Tian was truly scared to pee, only feeling a cool breeze in his crotch. He didn't want to become someone like the eunuch turtle man Lin Ming.

“Wuwuwu, System Daddy, save me quickly!”

While struggling frantically, Ye Tian desperately wailed in his mind, hoping the system could lend him a hand.

Unfortunately, the Goddess Strategy System's level was not high enough, and it couldn't help him at this moment.

“Dean, should we give him an anesthetic shot?”

Seeing Ye Tian still struggling frantically, a burly, corpulent female nurse beside him suggested.

“No need, our mental hospital doesn’t have much funding, so let’s save what we can…”

“This patient is young and strong, with good physical fitness, so I believe he can endure it.”

Yang Yongxin rejected the female nurse's suggestion, his expression serious.

As he spoke, under Ye Tian's infinitely terrified gaze, Yang Yongxin directly stripped off Ye Tian's hospital gown, raised the surgical knife in his hand, smiled gently, and comforted him softly.

“Be a good boy…”

“Really, it won’t hurt at all~”

With that, Yang Yongxin's hand moved, and the knife fell.

With a “Puchi” sound, blood splattered, flowing incessantly. Ye Tian instantly completed the farewell ceremony with his “little brother”, and along with it, two lychees also departed.

“Ah!”

Ye Tian’s face twisted wildly, veins bulged on his forehead, sweat poured down, his eyes were wide with rage, nearly splitting, watching his “little brother” depart helplessly, his facial expression was truly spectacular.

“Wuwuwu…”

Before he could finish a sentence, immense sorrow surged into his heart, and an unbearable pain swept through his entire body. Ye Tian stiffened, his eyes rolled back, and he instantly fainted on the hospital bed from the pain.

At this point, Ye Tian completely followed the old path of Xiao Chen, Lin Ming, and others, and was even more miserable than Lin Ming.

Lin Ming at least still had two lychees accompanying him, but with Yang Yongxin's one cut, he truly had nothing left…

The female nurse beside him, seeing Yang Yongxin complete the surgery, skillfully brought hemostatic tools and bandaged Ye Tian's wound.

Yang Yongxin, on the other hand, picked up the bloody instrument of his deed, a pathological excited smile appearing on his face.

“Xiao Li, take this down and soak it in wine for me.”

“Yes, Dean.”

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