Chapter 1024 Beichuan: This disease is too serious
Chapter 1024 Beichuan: This disease is too serious
In the living room of the apartment.
Bourbon and Scotland played a leisurely game of chess, but their minds were not on the chessboard, but looked aside from time to time.
On the sofa not far away, a man with blond hair and gray eyes, wearing a white coat and thin-rimmed glasses, was asking about the patient's condition in a considerate and professional manner.
The patient, Shuji Tsushima, also cooperated very well with the doctor's examination.
"Are you afraid of gunshots?" Dr. Beichuan asked.
"I can be afraid." Tsushima Shuji replied with a smile.
"Are you afraid of fire?" Dr. Beichuan asked after recording some situations.
"Yes, as everyone knows, my whole family was burned to death in a fire when I was three years old, and I survived the fire, leaving scars all over my body. From then on, I was particularly afraid of fire and the dark." Jin
Shima Shuji said seriously and seriously.
People who don't know may really be deceived by him.
"But you don't need to show it for the time being. Find an opportunity to expose these flaws to others. You won't know it until others discover it." Dr. Beichuan said dutifully.
"Of course, I will find out something is wrong with me after hearing the gunshots or seeing the fire at the right time, and then seek your help..." Tsushima Shuji seemed to be very satisfied with his answer.
"So what's your brother's name?" Kitagawa Murakami asked.
"Oba Hazo, or Dazai Osamu." Osamu Tsushima said in a low voice.
Kitagawa Murasu's recording hand paused for a moment.
If I remember correctly...
These two...are the names of his other personalities that the young master once said, right?
"This is much easier to handle. Because you killed them with your own hands, you created a psychological shadow. For this reason, a personality belonging to the other party was born. He is dead, but he lives in your body." Kitagawa Murakami frowned and said.
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"Young master, you are very ill."
"In this case, the only way is to try to get rid of this psychological shadow." Dr. Beichuan said helplessly, as if he had encountered an extremely difficult case.
"Yes, I am too ill." Tsushima Shuji also sighed leisurely, as if he was sad about this, with a melancholy expression.
Bourbon and Scotland watched from the sidelines as the two people decided in a few words how to make up their illness, or even how to pretend to be ill, with very calm eyes.
No wonder Romamu has such a good attitude towards Kaa, he is not a good person.
Sure enough, Kaa must be very attractive to such evil people.
"Since you don't know that you are afraid of gunshots at the moment, but you are just feeling down and depressed, I suggest you go outside to relax more." Dr. Beichuan put away the notebook and gave the doctor's advice.
"Breathe more fresh air, maybe your mood will become more relaxed, and when you feel more relaxed, you will get better," he said.
"Do you want to go out for a walk? Doctor, do you have any suggestions on where to go?" Tsushima Shuji nodded expressionlessly and asked politely.
The two of them now look like a doctor and a patient.
"If you ask me, I suggest you go to Kotengu Mountain. The scenery there is quite good, and it is sparsely populated. Not many tourists go there." Kitagawa Murakami thought seriously for a moment.
"The air is also quite fresh." He said.
There really aren't many tourists in Kotengu Mountain, so Kitagawa Murakami himself also likes to go there.
No one knows what he does.
It is a very suitable place to bury a body.
Now, he introduces this Feng Shui treasure to his patients.
The other person looked very grateful and satisfied.
"Okay, thank you very much for your suggestion." Tsushima Shuji expressed his thanks expressionlessly.
"Don't worry too much, otherwise it will always be on your mind." Osamu Kitagawa said, I don't know if he was acting or sincerely.
"By the way, do you need medicine?" he asked as if something suddenly occurred to him.
You should take medicine when you are sick. It is more realistic to have medicine.
"...Please arrange for me to take medicine that will kill me." Tsushima Shuji frowned and thought for a while. He didn't know what he thought of, and he stretched his eyebrows and said.
"There is no such medicine, young master, there is only medicine for treating diseases." Kitagawa Murakami shook his head.
"For example, antidepressant fluoxetine, sertraline hydrochloride, paroxetine, citalopram, duloxetine hydrochloride, mirtazapine, agomelatine..." He reported a list of drug names.
"Ozapine, risperidone, quetiapine fumarate, amisulpride, clozapine for treating mental problems..."
"As well as quetiapine fumarate tablets, paliperidone extended-release tablets, and peropilone hydrochloride tablets taken by patients with severe schizophrenia."
"You can pick some from them and pretend to eat some when there are people around." He asked Shujima Tsujima which medicines he wanted to buy in a tone of voice that sounded like he was asking what snacks he wanted to buy.
"It's best not to take them, because these medicines have certain side effects and are not very good for the human body." Finally, he gave a very moral advice.
"Please arrange everything for me." Tsushima Shuji answered simply and neatly without any hesitation.
"Anyway, the medicines will be adjusted as the condition changes. Even if I take different medicines every day, they won't suspect anything. They can only prove that the medicine doesn't work for me, so I just change the medicine."
He carelessly stroked the calico cat's fur and said this.
"...This is too much..." The helplessness on Kitagawa Murakami's face almost turned into reality.
"I will send the medicine." But he still agreed to the boy's request.
"Then, I'll take my leave first." Then he couldn't wait to pick up his suitcase and run away.
He didn't want to stay here anymore. Whenever he came into contact with the other party, he felt like he was out of control.
This feeling makes people feel both irritated and unwilling to accept it.
If a person cannot control himself, he will become a zombie.
"Let's go slowly without seeing you off. Let's go all the way~" Tsushima Shuji sat on the sofa and waved his hand without stopping him.
Kitagawa Murakami left the apartment smoothly.
I took the elevator downstairs, but as soon as I got downstairs, the elevator stopped.
A man with pink hair walked in from the door.
"Potato beef stew... I just need to buy potatoes and beef... The ingredients needed for beef Wellington are..." The pink-haired man held a piece of paper recording the ingredients in his hand and murmured while reading it.
It looked like he was going to buy groceries.
So Kitagawa Murasuu no longer cared about the other party, and just stood aside quietly, with his back straight and a gentle smile on his face.
He seems to be a very reliable doctor.
"Really... I have never seen a patient who is so seriously ill and still alive..." Kitagawa Murasu suddenly whispered in a low voice, at a volume that ordinary people could never hear.
"I don't know what happened, but it got worse again..."
"Maybe I will jump out of the window in the next second..."
"It's really incredible."
"No wonder many people call him a miracle boy." He said with great emotion.
Subaru Okiya, or Shuichi Akai, heard this clearly with his hearing that was different from ordinary people.