(Note: The following content is completely inconsistent with the actual situation of mental illness.)
Today is Christmas.
As if to celebrate God's birthday, white and gentle snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
It is completely opposite to the happy and peaceful atmosphere of people on the city streets.
Zhen'an Mental Hospital is filled with a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
In the slightly noisy ward for moderately ill patients, several patients were chatting happily.
"Dear guests, good morning tomorrow and the day after tomorrow! I would like to announce that the Zhen Anxin Christmas Games is now open!"
"Let us count down to five in this happy spring time!"
"3,2,1,0,-1! Oh oh oh!"
The bespectacled man holding a carrot stood on the bed and started clapping wildly.
"Hush, I'm telling you secretly that as long as you change the DNA of the angels in white, you can control their memories."
The short middle-aged man glanced secretly at the door of the room and whispered.
"No, you're lying! Butts are the degeneration of angel wings, and we are the angels! They just wear white coats!" The fat man sitting next to him suddenly screamed strangely.
"Hey, when will breasts become ancient weapons?" The bearded man opposite pinched his chest twice.
"Stupid humans..."
Barbajus frowned his thick eyebrows, muttered something to himself, then stood up and walked out of the ward.
Just now, there was an urge to let go in his stomach. He didn't like the toilet in the room and would go to the public toilet every day to satisfy his needs.
What a troublesome body...
In the past, when I still had strength, it would be naturally decomposed in the body and then slowly excreted during life activities. There was no need to go through such troublesome procedures every day.
In the corridor of the ward, two old men were monitoring a heated argument with foaming at the mouth.
As the situation gets worse, there is already a tendency to push each other.
"Nonsense, life should be like a crawler track! Keep moving forward!"
"What do you know? Shemales know both the stupidity of men and the cunning of women!"
"A woman's heart changes as easily as autumn..."
"Because women don't have tails!"
"Neither do gorillas!"
"Yes, a man is a boy until he dies!"
The old people suddenly reconciled again and put their arms around each other.
This situation is already familiar to Baba Qius, who has lived here for nearly twenty days.
"Hmph, the maggots in Area B..." Babajus said contemptuously, seeming to have forgotten that he was also a patient in Area B.
The ward here is divided into five areas, and the first floor is public facilities.
The second, third and fourth floors are Area A for mild patients, the fifth and sixth floors are Area B for moderate patients, the seventh floor is Area C for special psychiatric classification wards, and the eighth floor is Area D for critical care.
The most mysterious area, S, is a separate small building.
Entering the toilet, two male caregivers were trying hard to pull an old man who was holding the urinal in his arms and wouldn't let go.
"Don't poop here! Be obedient. There is a pit over there, which is more comfortable!"
"Didn't you know that my previous nickname was Sniper? It's accurate!" the uncle shouted.
"That's just your dream, right?" the nurse reflexively said.
"A man's dream is far more realistic than a child's fantasy!" the uncle retorted.
Barbarius ignored the farce in front of him and found a seat by the window to sit down.
He turned to look at the sky outside the window, remembering the luxurious life in another world.
But I found a line of beautiful regular script written on the glass window: Every person with a dream has an RPG in his butt!
Babajus: "?"
…
Nearly two hours later, Xu Fei and the other three quietly walked out of the back door of the handicraft store.
The original agreement with the fat boss was to work for one hour.
I didn’t expect that browsing the dazzling array of figures in the store would be quite interesting.
On several impulses, even he and Leiyin, two laymen, almost bought it, so they shopped around for a while.
Later, more and more guests gathered around, vying to queue up to take photos with the two of them, and they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.
Xu Yun was holding two big boxes happily, walking with a bump, and kept talking about the good things about her brother and sister-in-law.
Leiyin looked through the transparent plastic and curiously looked at the pair of 'Demon King and Female Sword Queen' figures as she walked.
She blinked her eyes in confusion, feeling that the more she looked at them, the more they looked like her and Xu Fei.
This was a gift given to them by the fat boss before leaving.
"Invite me to dinner? No, boss Qu, don't you have a girlfriend? Why are you looking for a man like me on Christmas Day?"
Xu Fei was walking behind the two beauties and was answering the phone.
"It's not me who's asking you! It's my cousin who's asking... Bah, anyway, I'm doing you a favor, and I'm confused by your questions." Qu Peng said urgently on the other end of the phone.
"Hurry up and get to the point, I'm busy right now."
Xu Fei urged, it's rare for my sister to invite a guest back, she is looking for a delicious restaurant.
"My grandson's cousin opened a mid-to-high-end Western restaurant! It opened on Christmas Day, and that guy sent out a lot of discount coupons in several second-generation groups in the morning!" Qu Peng quickly explained.
"Then what? What can I do to help you?" Xu Fei asked curiously.
"Hahaha, Xu Fei, my brother hired people to use a bunch of small accounts to grab them one by one, and collected a lot of internal discount coupons."
"My cousin wants to promote sales to attract a wave of rich second-generation customers and create long-term repeat customer business."
"I won't let him succeed! I'll give all the coupons to a one-time purchaser like you, and I'll pay for that grandson's death hahahaha!" Qu Peng laughed out loud.
Xu Fei raised his eyebrows and cursed with a smile: "It sounds like you are taking advantage of me, but you, a rich man, are talking about it. Why am I so unhappy with this one-time transaction of users?"
"Brother, don't worry about these details! Do brother a favor and eat his uncle to death with the amount of food you usually eat at my restaurant!"
"I won't tell you now. I'll send you a message right away. There are still more than a hundred calls left!"
Beetle beep, Qu Peng hung up the phone.
Your cousin's uncle seems to be your father, right? Xu Fei thought to himself.
Ding dong, a few seconds later, a message popped up on the phone.
In addition to the address and electronic coupons, it also enthusiastically provides driving directions and bus navigation.
"Isn't this nearby?" Xu Fei looked at a restaurant street in front of him.
I opened the coupon again and saw, oh, 35% off? That’s ok.
If Boss Qu really bothers with this a few times, there will be no short-term results. It is estimated that his cousin will cry after a quarter or two.
The money you lose on promotions is a trivial matter. If you can't attract high-spending customers, your work will be in vain.
"Leiyin, Xiaoyun, we've found a place. Let's go have dinner." Xu Fei turned around and said.
"Which one? Internet celebrity omelette rice?" Xu Yun asked.
Xu Fei put away his cell phone, put the bag of Christmas clothes under his arm and said with a smile: "Qu Peng's relative's Western restaurant has opened a new one. Well, help him get some food."
"Have a meal?" Xu Yun didn't understand. Isn't it her treat?
“Western food…”
When Leiyin heard this, her eyes showed interest.
During the time she came to Dixing, Xu Fei had been taking her to taste the eight major Chinese cuisines, and she had never had any serious Western food...