God's Domain Psychiatry

"You... how did you eat it?"

Nezha, who had always been calm, was also shocked by Tang Jue's move.

What is Tang Jue's tongue made of? Do you want to be so magical?

"Isn't it easy to identify?" Tang Jue stirred the chestnut rice porridge with a spoon, and the spoon made a crisp sound when it hit the bowl wall: "Did you eat it?"

Nezha shook his head, how could this be eaten.Could this be Tang Jue's talent?Can you tell people by their food?

Tang Jue snorted, and spat out a hair from his mouth expressionlessly. "You sure didn't eat the hair."

After eating, the inpatient department entered the lunch break.

Most patients would choose to take a nap, but Tang Jue didn't have the habit of taking a nap. He stayed in the ward and read for a while. The temperature in the room gradually rose at noon. Tang Jue felt a little stuffy, so he turned to the Opened the window, ready to go out for some air.

There was no one in the small garden. Occasionally, a few unimportant passers-by and sick friends would come out for a walk, but Tang Jue ignored them.

His goal is the sea of ​​stars.Now there is not so much time to spend on those ordinary npcs.

Holding the book in his hand, he wanted to find a suitable place to continue reading in the small garden. It seemed that the rockery was the most suitable place. Just as he was about to climb up, he looked up and suddenly found a person sitting on the roof of the inpatient department. , and there is a thin and long thing moving around on one side.

After taking a closer look, Tang Jue saw clearly that the person sitting on the roof was not his handsome man, Lord Mozun?

Tang Jue immediately jumped up excitedly on the spot, and waved his hands desperately to greet the roof: "My lord! My lord! It's me! It's me!"

The wind sent Tang Jue's voice to the roof, and Monkey King's ears moved slightly, and he heard Tang Jue's call.

His eyebrows were raised immediately, and his expression was very tangled. After a while, he decided to ignore Tang Jue's voice and continue to look at his own scenery.But after a few minutes, Tang Jue was still downstairs calling Sun Wukong passionately. The voice of Lord Mozun was a call from the heart. Monkey King couldn't ignore the past anyway, and he thought it was Tang Jue It was Tang Jue who helped him confirm his identity after getting his information into the hospital's staff library.

After working here for a long time, he also understands how important identity is.

He has never been a person who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges, unloads mills and kills donkeys.

Even if the donkey is really annoying, he must repay his kindness, and since he got the peach, he must return the plum.This is a principle that cannot be changed.

In the end, he sighed helplessly, then jumped down from the top of the building, and looked at Tang Jue indifferently: "What?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you if it's windy upstairs."

Although very speechless, Wukong still answered very honestly. "...no wind."

"There's no wind! That's great!" Tang Jue said excitedly, "Then can I go up to see the scenery! I haven't seen the scenery on the roof yet!"

"..." Sun Wukong didn't talk nonsense. After all, he was a "benefactor" who was kind to him. He directly reached out and picked up Tang Jue's collar. Flexibly coiling around the walls of the building, he climbed to the top of the building in a short while.

Sun Wukong put down Tang Jue, and without a word, sat in the original position again, holding his chin and looking into the distance.

Tang Jue also imitated sitting next to him, and looked hard in the direction he was looking: "What are you looking at? Looking at Baiyun Mountain?"

"Ah."

"Thinking about the past?"

"Hmm." Maybe the topic touched his memory, Monkey King didn't refuse Tang Jue's request to chat, instead he continued chatting with him.

"What are you thinking about? Is it the demeanor you had when you swept away millions of heavenly soldiers and generals!"

Sun Wukong held a weed that was torn off randomly in his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard Tang Jue say this: "How can there be so many millions, if this is the case, the sky will fall down long ago."

"Anyway, Lord Mozun, your demeanor back then was really like the brilliance of the sun, you are simply invincible!"

"That's useless." Sun Wukong said in a low voice, looking into the distance with even more melancholy eyes, "What you don't have can never be found again."

"Don't be discouraged, what hurdles are there that you can't get over these years?" Tang Jue patted his chest, "Look at me, I was imprisoned in the dark base back then. Crazy pace."

"and then?"

"Then I thought of a way to get myself out of it. Now I'm locked up here. Although it's also a prison. But the environment is much better than before. I used to be surrounded by a bunch of people who had almost no feelings, but now They are all helping lunatics, how humane!"

Sun Wukong suddenly had a different view of Tang Jue. He used to think that this person was really annoying, but now it seems that he is actually a very organized person, although his mind is not very clear.

But this man helped him, and when he thought Po Meng was going to stew him, he came out to intercede for him.

Although this was a farce, he had to say that when Tang Jue came forward to beg Meng Meng, he really poked Monkey King's heart a little bit.

It has been many years that no one would treat themselves like this.

So Sun Wukong didn't have the heart to let Tang Jue look forward to it in vain. Isn't it because Tang Jue thought that Sun Wukong was the demon king he thought of. "I'm really not a Demon Lord."

"I understand." Tang Jue nodded solemnly, "After witnessing the most magnificent culinary skills in the world, of course your heart is no longer in the Demon Realm. Don't worry, Master Mozun. I respect your choice and I can follow you. Beside Mengmeng, only a remarkable person like you can do it."

"You seem to admire Meng Meng very much."

Although Sun Wukong is now working under Meng Meng, and Meng Meng has also helped him solve a lot of things, but I have to say that Meng Meng is really not very good at getting along with people. Her position in the kitchen is undisputed No.1. As for interpersonal relationships, it is also the last one that is not in dispute.

Almost no one can gossip with her for more than three sentences, and Meng Meng's favorite thing to do is to stay in the kitchen and cook, especially stewing soup.She loves stewing soup very much, which also causes an aroma to always waft in the cafeteria, but no one dares to touch those soups.Meng Meng doesn't like people touching her dishes, which is well known in the cafeteria.

Sun Wukong has always disliked rules, rules are sometimes used to break, and the soup tastes really delicious, so he once sneaked into Mengmeng's private kitchen while she was away.

After he lifted the lid of the pot and took a look, he found that the pot was boiled with Mengpo soup, he put down the lid silently, turned around and walked out as if nothing happened.

In the past, he would have drunk this soup as water, but now he is a kitchen helper who can't even pull out a golden hoop...