83: Chapter 83 Xiao Feng: The end of the world is coming, I'm taking Dr. Zhang to Hunan for treatment!

It was around eleven o'clock that night.

Jingzhou City, Ebei Province.

At the entrance of an old residential complex, a youth with a gaunt figure, like a skeleton draped in human skin, suddenly appeared.

Although the youth was extremely thin, his eyes were bright and piercing, as if they could see through a person's soul and read their thoughts.

The old residential complex was pitch black, without even a single streetlamp; only the faint twinkling light from a few buildings could be seen.

The youth had his hands in his pockets, his eyes flickering, and he murmured to himself:

"If I remember correctly, this should be Dr. Zhang's home, right?"

"Building 12, Unit 2, Room 403."

"Dr. Zhang has a mental illness, and I want to take him with me to Xiangnan for Healing!"

The youth adjusted the baseball cap on his head, took a step, and walked toward the apartment floor from his memory.

A few minutes later, the youth arrived at Room 403, Unit 2, Building 12.

Ding-dong.

"Who is it? Coming to my house in the middle of the night instead of sleeping."

The doorbell at the entrance of the corridor rang, and a middle-aged man's soft grumbling came from inside.

Creak—The old metal security door, whose hinges hadn't been lubricated for a long time, was opened.

A middle-aged man wearing gray pajamas, with slightly stubbly facial hair and nearsighted glasses, appeared from behind the door.

"...Who are you?"

Because the light was too dim, the middle-aged man couldn't see the youth's face in the corridor clearly.

He only felt... the person's thin figure seemed somewhat familiar?

But he still asked in a calm voice.

Being woken up in the middle of the night was already annoying; not chasing him away immediately was proof of a good temper.

"Dr. Zhang, it's me!"

The youth took a step closer, took off his baseball cap, and grinned.

"You are... Xiao Feng?!"

The middle-aged man, "Dr. Zhang," immediately woke up, the drowsiness on his face disappearing. His brows furrowed and then relaxed in confusion,

"Aren't you supposed to be locked up... living at [Qingshan Mental Hospital] receiving treatment? How did you suddenly escape?"

"I remember I saw you as a patient last week and prescribed medicine. You haven't recovered yet, have you?"

"Dr. Zhang, you've wronged me there. I walked out fair and square."

Xiao Feng held his baseball cap, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall, his tone shifting,

"Besides, I don't have a mental illness; it's you, the psychiatrist, who prescribed me random medication!"

"Stop, stop, stop. Out of professional ethics, I won't argue with a patient."

Dr. Zhang was speechless and asked instead:

"What business do you have coming to my house in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

"Dr. Zhang, I have a big secret to tell you."

"Come on, let's go inside first."

As Xiao Feng spoke, he stepped past Dr. Zhang and walked straight into the metal security door, without feeling embarrassed at all.

Seeing this, Dr. Zhang frowned, but he didn't say anything more.

He knew that although Xiao Feng suffered from severe delusional mental illness, he had never done anything extreme, so he shouldn't hurt the children at home.

Creak.

The room door closed, and Dr. Zhang also turned back to the living room.

Upon entering, he found that Xiao Feng seemed hungry, clutching a few pieces of bread from beside the television and eating them in big bites.

"Hiccup~"

Xiao Feng was eating rather quickly and got choked, so Dr. Zhang opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it over,

"Drink some water, eat slowly."

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang."

After shoving down four pieces of bread, Xiao Feng drank the remaining water in the bottle in one gulp.

He then sat on the living room sofa and said mysteriously to Dr. Zhang:

"Dr. Zhang, I came to find you because I have something major to tell you!"

"What major thing? Could it be that the apocalypse is here?"

Dr. Zhang chuckled, unconvinced.

"Ha, you actually guessed it right!"

"The apocalypse is really coming!"

"I came here tonight just to take you to Xiangnan Province to escape the disaster, and Dr. Zhang, your mental illness can also be cured there!"

Xiao Feng half-lay on the sofa, patting his stomach, his comfortable expression revealing certainty.

"Pfft... It's one thing for you to escape from the mental hospital, but you're also spouting nonsense here!"

"I think your delusion has worsened. It seems the medication prescribed last week was a bit too little..."

Dr. Zhang was speechless again, with the demeanor of a professional doctor who rarely laughs, unless he really can't help it.

Xiao Feng sat up straight on the sofa, his face solemn:

"Dr. Zhang, why don't you believe me? I'm being very serious, okay!"

"We have a guest."

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman wearing a thin coat walked out of the bedroom.

The middle-aged woman had a few freckles on her face and calluses on her hands, presumably due to long-term housework.

Xiao Feng quickly stood up and said very politely to the middle-aged woman:

"Hello, Auntie. I am Dr. Zhang's patient from Qingshan Mental Hospital. My name is Xiao Feng!"

Dr. Zhang: "...!!"

The middle-aged woman: "..."

Dr. Zhang and the middle-aged woman both froze in place.

Dr. Zhang thought, this kid is too "honest," right? Couldn't he be a bit more tactful? Ordinary people would be scared to death if they met a mental patient!

The middle-aged woman quickly reacted and cast a reproachful glance at Dr. Zhang.

It was as if she were saying, look at the good deed you've done, bringing a patient home, aren't you afraid of something going wrong?

However, her personality was relatively mild, and seeing that Xiao Feng didn't seem to have any major issues, she didn't speak up on the spot.

Instead, she smiled and asked Xiao Feng:

"Xiao Feng, is there something you need from your Uncle Zhang by coming here?"

"Auntie, it's like this: the apocalypse is coming, and I want to take Dr. Zhang with me to Xiangnan to escape the disaster."

Xiao Feng didn't hide anything and said it directly.

"...Ha, dear, don't listen to Xiao Feng's nonsense. He's having an episode, his medicine ran out, and he came to me to get more."

Dr. Zhang laughed it off to his wife, then turned to Xiao Feng and said seriously:

"Xiao Feng, I'll go prepare your medicine right now. You take the medicine and hurry back to Qingshan, otherwise Dean Ma will get worried!"

"Auntie, I don't have a mental illness. Don't listen to Dr. Zhang's nonsense."

Xiao Feng pursed his lips at Dr. Zhang and said to the middle-aged woman with a firm gaze.

Immediately after, as if wanting to prove himself, he picked up the tissue box on the coffee table,

"Look closely, this tissue box doesn't have any strings attached; I can make it float in mid-air."

Dr. Zhang sat back on the sofa, crossing his arms, looking like anyone who believed him was a fool.

As a psychiatrist, he was extremely familiar with severe delusions.

This kid probably saw some Xuanhuan comic book somewhere and thought he could also perform those supernatural, fictional feats!

Xiao Feng, you're just a mental patient, don't ever think of yourself as a novel protagonist!

Only by taking your medicine properly is there any hope of completely eradicating your hysteria!

Dr. Zhang shook his head and sighed, looking at Xiao Feng as if he were looking at someone with incomplete intellectual development.

However, unlike Dr. Zhang, his wife was very interested. She hadn't usually interacted with mental patients and was quite intrigued by Xiao Feng's desire to perform.

She pulled over a plastic stool from under the TV table and watched quietly.

Seeing that he had an "audience," Xiao Feng curled his lips, his expression slightly excited; he could finally prove to the audience that he didn't have a delusion.

Under the gaze of two different moods, Xiao Feng tossed the tissue box in his hand into the air.

Just as it was about to fall onto the coffee table, he spat out one word,

"Freeze—!"

A magical scene truly appeared!

The tissue box seemed to have been cast with magic; it was actually frozen above the coffee table, not falling any further!

Dr. Zhang's eyes widened, dumbfounded, as if he were dreaming!

The middle-aged woman was also stunned in place, rubbing her eyes several times to make sure she hadn't seen it wrong!