i am dragon

Qing Longlong fell asleep in a daze, and in the dream he returned to Xiaoqing Palace.

The Xiaoqing Palace in the dream is full of sweet orange fragrance, the huge Xiaoqing Palace is beautiful and comfortable.

But...why does he always feel like something is missing?

correct!

Bad dean!

Qing Longlong suddenly remembered that the bad dean bullied him so much!Now that he has returned to Xiaoqing Palace, he will definitely take revenge!

He immediately sent someone to catch the bad principal and take him to Xiaoqing Palace.

The bad dean stood there, still wearing the same white coat, and his chestnut curly hair was still dazzling.

It can be regarded as the territory of the dragon!

Qing Long and Long Jie Jie approached the bad principal with a smirk: "This time, let's see if you dare to bully Long!"

"Little Qinglong, where's your tail?"

Qing Longlong was taken aback, tail?

He blinked, and he didn't know when he turned back into a dragon shape. When he looked back, his tail... was gone! ! !

And the tail! ?

And his dragon tail! ?

Qing Longlong was startled awake in an instant, sitting up from the bed suddenly and gasping for breath.

It took him a while to realize that returning to Xiaoqing Palace was just a dream.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

It is simply not letting the dragon live!

Even the bad dean in the dream is bullying the dragon!

Qing Longlong leaned back under the blanket aggressively, buried himself with the blanket, and planned to return to the dream just now, and must be bullied back!

That's right!He is such a stingy dragon!

***

A night without dreams...

***

Qing Longlong, who got up early, felt very sad. Why is it so difficult for Long to turn over? Even in his dreams, it was wishful thinking!

Even when he was eating, Qing Longlong couldn't eat, and he had a weary expression on his face.

A patient next to him was also counting rice grains for dinner. He looked at Qing Longlong, and asked empathetically, "You can't eat?"

Qing Longlong looked at the other party: "You too?"

"Well, I feel that you should be my kind." The other party said.

After a long meal, the rice grains on the chopsticks fell back into the bowl, his expression hard to hide his shock.

"Could it be..."

"Correct!"

One person, one dragon, four eyes facing each other, speaking in unison.

"You are also green..."

"I'm also Qing-grass harvester!"

All of Qing Longlong's expressions froze instantly: "What...?"

***

Yeah, what are the dragons looking forward to?This is a mental hospital! !

The other party thought that Qing Longlong was also a grass harvester, and was still sharing his sadness: "My grass harvester, also called a lawn mower, is not of good quality. I only cut the green belt twice yesterday, and today I feel Parts are not working."

Qing Longlong's keen ears moved, and he heard two patients whispering behind him.

One of them said, "Look, that's him. He gnawed two mouthfuls of the green belt yesterday, like an animal, and he couldn't be stopped."

Another said: "It's really mentally ill to eat the green belt, unlike us who have been misdiagnosed, how could it be possible to eat the green belt! A normal person would not eat that thing!"

"That's right! We eat it after frying it! Never eat it raw!"

"Correct!"

Qing Longlong: ...

***

In You Bing's office, Qing Longlong was crouching beside the desk with two big oranges in his arms, peeling the skin listlessly.

"Why is Ni Lin silent? Long really wants to go back to Xiaoqing Palace."

You Bing, who was signing the materials, paused. Does this little blue dragon want to go home?

It's a pity that there has been no news from the Yamashita Police Station, and I don't know if my home is really too far away.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged woman who looked a bit rich asked, "Excuse me... who is Dr. You?"

You Bing skillfully put away the signature pen, and said seriously: "I am, see a doctor or prescribe medicine?"

The rich woman dragged a young man in his twenties in, and said with a smile: "Doctor You has known you for a long time, and I heard that you are very good at curing diseases. My son, please show me, he...is not very hard of hearing."

"Not hearing well?" You Bing raised his eyebrows.

You's Mental Hospital is not big or small, and has all internal organs. Although there are general outpatient clinics for the villagers at the foot of the mountain, You Bing is a well-known psychiatrist.

Usually only the mentally ill would make a special trip to see him. How could he be allowed to come to see him with ordinary hearing problems? You Bing knew as soon as he thought about it that [-]% of the patients did not have simple hearing problems.

You Bing: "Okay, registered. What's your name?"

Qing Long's cheeks were puffed up and he was chewing on the orange, and his round eyes were ignorant and curious.

It was the first time Long saw the bad dean seeing a doctor for others.

"Registered, Zhang Chang, my son's name is Zhang Chang."

You Bing found out Zhang Chang's registration information from the computer, and asked, "What symptoms? How long has it been? Can't hear others clearly?"

The rich woman said worriedly: "It's just... as long as there are numbers, he can only hear half of them. He is an accountant, and this disease has seriously affected his work now."

"Come on, sit down, let me take a look." You Bing looked at Zhang Chang and looked him up and down. The patient's hair was messy and his eyes were a little dull. His movements seemed slow and his reaction was slow, which was in line with the state that a mental patient should have.

You Bing: "I say the number now, and then you repeat it, understand?"

It took Zhang Chang two seconds to react before slowly nodding his head.

You Bing: "Forty."

Zhang Chang replied instantly: "Twenty!"

Qing Longlong stopped chewing the orange, and froze with his bulging cheeks.

This is not a hearing problem, it is obviously a brain problem!

But You Bing said without any surprise, "Fifty."

Zhang Chang: "25!"

***

Zhang Chang's mother was worried at first, but when she saw You Bing's calm and calm expression, she finally let go. His son must be saved!

You Bing turned around and recorded the symptoms on the computer: the patient works as an accountant, and the symptoms will be automatically subtracted by half when he hears the number.

He continued to calmly say, "64."

Zhang Chang: "32!"

You Bing: "25."

Zhang Chang: "Twelve five!"

You Bing continued to record: no confusion, basically clear thinking.

Then You Bing said: "Fifty six thousand seven hundred and eighty six."

Zhang Chang didn't hesitate: "Twenty-eight thousand three hundred and ninety three."

You Bingji paused his hand: ...

After two seconds of silence, You Bing turned on the calculator.

After getting the result, You Bing deleted the words "basically clear thinking" and added the words "very clear logical thinking".

Qing Longlong has sat up straight, and the whole dragon is in good spirits, this man is so smart!The response is also very fast!