Hot Spring Mental Hospital

Originally thought that Mo Wenfeng would go to the side for dinner after finishing speaking, but he didn't expect this person to offer to have dinner with Quan Lu and the others.

Quan Lu: "..."

Can I say no?

But Mo Wenfeng's eyes read brightly: Do you dare to refuse?

Quan Lu didn't dare, so he obediently let Mo Wenfeng sit across from him.

Seeing this, Lou Tiannan secretly wiped his tears from the sidelines: "It's over, it's over, Your Highness is being eaten to death by the regent, what should we do, will their plan to seize the throne be carried out smoothly, alas.

Han Yuan didn't have any weird ideas like Lou Tiannan's at all, he ate the Yangchun noodles in the bowl very intently, and looked at Lou Tiannan's bowl after eating.

"Do you still eat? It is shameful to waste food."

Lou Tiannan could still eat, he waved his hand, "Go ahead and eat."

Han Yuan really took Lou Tiannan's bowl and ate it.

Comparing Lou Tiannan with a sad face and Han Yuan who didn't take it seriously at all, Wang Hongmian's reaction was very strange. While eating noodles slowly, he looked at Mo Wenfeng, and then at Quan Lu, his eyes were strange And full of research.

Mo Wenfeng continued to eat the noodles as if he didn't feel it.

Quan Lu couldn't bear to be stared at like this: "My lady, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Hongmian stared at him, hooked her mouth, and let out a "hum", ignoring Quan Lu's question, and ate her own noodles.

Lou Tiannan glanced at Wang Hongmian, and said contemptuously, "Crazy."

……

Is it really good for you to say that in your current status?

The meal was finished in a delicate atmosphere. After Quan Lu finished his meal, he decided to take a walk to digest and digest. Lou Tiannan and his group were obviously slackers. They would rather grow meat in the room than take a walk. If he didn't come with Quan Lu, Lou Tiannan wanted to come, but was dragged away by Han Yuan.

Quan Lu strolled in the garden by himself, but unfortunately, Mo Wenfeng followed him up after a while.

Quan Lu: "..."

Mo Wenfeng smiled: "Are you going for a walk too? I'm going for a walk too, what a coincidence, why don't we go together."

Quan Lu: "..."

What a coincidence, even the pigs can see that your old man has been following me since you came out of the restaurant, okay?

Seeing Quan Lu's expression like this, Mo Wenfeng still had that faint expression.

This couldn't help but make Quan Lu tremble, Mo Wenfeng...could it really be Lu Liming?

"Doctor Mo..." Quan Lu asked in a low voice, "Is there anything you want from me?"

"Huh?" Mo Wenfeng looked back at Quan Lu and shook his head: "It's okay, I just happened to run into you while walking around."

I believe you are a ghost...

Now, no matter how dull he is, he can feel it, Mo Wenfeng seems to be slowly approaching him if there is nothing.

Why is this?Could it be that his identity has been exposed, Mo Wenfeng is really Lu Liming...or is Lu Liming's subordinates coming to test him?

Quan Lu thought about it and kept silent, Mo Wenfeng saw that he seemed to be thinking about something, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I think you are actually quite special." Mo Wenfeng spoke first.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wenfeng would speak first, Quan Lu touched the bridge of his nose that was already sweating a little, and pretended to be calm, "Really? Haha, many people say that, there is no way, as an excellent person, everywhere will shine."

Mo Wenfeng turned his head, his eyes were a bit amber under the reflection of the sunlight, which made Quan Lu feel that the person in front of him looked a bit illusory and unreal.

"No," Mo Wenfeng said slowly, "I have come into contact with many mental patients, but I have never had your type... I think you are actually normal, no different from ordinary people."

Quan Lu thumped in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and continued to pretend to be calm: "This proves that I am very talented, so ordinary among the aliens, and so different among the ordinary, I was born to sit on the People in the dragon chair, no matter where they are in this palace, they are unique existences among the crowd, you are just a mere regent, how dare you think about the throne of this palace, ah, how ridiculous!"

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

Mo Wenfeng looked at Quan Lu, and Quan Lu said the shameless middle-two sentences just now with a blank face, and his face did not change, his speech was smooth, his heartbeat did not speed up, and there was even a faint reveal on his face. Wang Baqi, like that, doesn't look like a fake, it seems that he really thinks that he is the prince.

Mo Wenfeng stroked his chin and said slowly, "I understand."

Quan Lu swallowed his saliva, but still said: "What do you mortals understand?"

Mo Wenfeng took out a small notebook and a pen from his jacket pocket, and explained while taking notes: "I was a little skeptical before, you usually behave normally, but sometimes you are not normal...why? Speaking of which, you are as quiet as a virgin, moving like epilepsy, I suspect that you are intermittent delusional disorder, of course, it does not rule out multiple personalities caused by schizophrenia, alas, it is not in vain that I have been following you for so long!"

Saying that, Mo Wenfeng let out a long sigh of relief, patted Quan Lu's head gently, and smiled: "There is finally progress, I will heal you well, let's work hard together, Xiaolu!"

……

Quan Lu became angry from embarrassment. It turned out that Mo Wenfeng approached him because he suspected that he was a genius. I frightened the baby to death.

And what the hell is the little deer, is he treating himself like a child?

Quan Lu glared at Mo Wenfeng angrily: "Don't call me Xiaolu!"

Mo Wenfeng was not angry at all, he rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "Well, now it seems that the possibility of being smart is more likely, I will still approach you in the future, observe you, please give me your advice!"

As he said that, Mo Wenfeng bent slightly, his eyes met Quan Lu's, and he showed a standard smile.

shit...

Quan Lu clutched his chest and looked at the face that suddenly enlarged in front of him, his heart beat really fast just now, this is the rhythm of death.

However, Mo Wenfeng's series of actions just now also made Quan Lu understand: his appearance is too normal, and only by pretending to be really mentally ill can he successfully break into the enemy's interior and avoid making others suspicious.

Quan Lu suddenly thought of Wang Hongmian, Wang Hongmian has been here for so long pretending to be a transvestite, no one doubts him at all, why didn't he think of such a simple example, alas, I am still too naive .

Quan Lu decided to go with the flow, since Mo Wenfeng thought he had a split personality, then he had a split personality.

While thinking about this series of things, Quan Lu followed Mo Wenfeng around the garden unknowingly. Thinking about how to become a patient with split personality, in a way, the brain waves of the two are still on the same line.

"Oh, by the way," Mo Wenfeng clapped his hands as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Quan Lu, "Do you know about the rehearsal of the show?"

"Huh?" Quan Lu was still caught in his own thoughts, and was a little surprised when Mo Wenfeng pulled him up.

Mo Wenfeng stared at Quan Lu for two seconds, then said slowly, "Is it Xiaolu or His Royal Highness?"

Quan Lu: "..."

Okay, he already knew, in just two seconds, Mo Wenfeng had already decided that he was a genius.

When he is discharged from the hospital, he might be able to win a movie star, and he will definitely fascinate thousands of fans, and his popularity will be close to that of the king of heaven.

"What are you talking about?" Quan Lu blinked his eyes, "Your Highness, Doctor Mo, you must not be in a daze."

When Mo Wenfeng heard this, he smiled: "It's Xiaolu—" Then he said, "Did Lou Tiannan and the others tell you? About the rehearsal of the show."

It’s said, it’s more than just said, they even came up with a plan, and directly asked Han Yuan to dance to the Great God, which is still traditional Chinese culture. This is called promoting traditional culture and carrying forward the revolutionary spirit.

Quan Lu nodded.

Mo Wenfeng also smiled: "That's good, your attending doctor is me, so I also hope you can perform well."

Alas, what is the tone of this primary school head teacher?

Quan Lu continued to nod, and when the time comes, Han Yuan's master jumps, absolutely stunning the audience.

Mo Wenfeng continued: "You are in a group of three, and everyone has to go up and perform."

Quan Lu: "..."

"everyone?"

"Well," Mo Wenfeng nodded, "World Health and Spiritual Day is coming soon. This is a promotional theatrical performance. It is performed by hospitalized patients and medical staff. It focuses on promoting mental health, so I hope it is suitable for those who participate. can participate.”

"Hehe, okay."

……

There is really no way to stay in this weird mental hospital.

"By the way," Quan Lu clapped his hands and laughed when he heard the key words in Mo Wenfeng's words just now, "the medical staff will also participate, so Dr. Mo will also perform, hahaha, I'm looking forward to it."

Such a handsome Dr. Mo can definitely sing a duo or sister, you sit on the bow of the boat or something!

Seemingly understanding what Quan Lu was planning, Mo Wenfeng smiled slightly, pretending to be regretful and said: "Oh, what a pity, I was looking forward to it, but the hospital assigned me to be in charge of the lighting."

Quan Lu: "..."

you are vicious!Quan Lu pouted.

"However..." Mo Wenfeng touched his chin, as if reckoning that he had found the right time, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What industry did you work in before you were admitted to the hospital? Maybe your condition may be related to yours. I have read your medical records before, and found that the industry you were engaged in before was blank...May I ask, are you unemployed or...?"

Why did Mo Wenfeng ask this question?Is it really for illness?

Quan Lu's originally high mood gradually calmed down. He looked at Mo Wenfeng's clear eyes and felt he didn't know what to say. In fact, he felt that Mo Wenfeng was a trustworthy person. , but people are like this. For a person you are not familiar with, once someone tells you that he is not good, you will see that he will be more or less emotional. After all, you are not familiar with this person's nature. , Other people's words can easily influence your own judgment.

Quan Lu sighed in his heart, if he wanted to really talk to Mo Wenfeng, he still had to observe more.

Thinking of this, Quan Lu frowned, and his tone became serious: "Oh, Prince Regent, what do you want to spy on, I tell you, you can't peek into Bengong's mind, don't try to pry into it from Bengong's mouth. Tell me everything about the treasures in your father's tomb, and don't try to seize the throne, those are mine, ha! ha! ha!"

Quan Lu laughed three times, made a gesture of flicking his sleeves, and strode towards his room.

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

"Why is there another treasure stalk from the tomb..." Mo Wenfeng took out his notebook with twitching corners of his mouth, and wrote something in it while muttering.