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People will get sick if they are bored for a long time.

Any noise could be the source of a dispute.

Ji Xiaodai was eating when a man took the bowl in front of him, spat in it, and put the bowl back in place.

"Eat, I reward you."

Ji Xiaodai raised his head and laughed loudly. After attracting others' attention, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked one and inserted it into the man's eyes, "It hurts, I reward you."

"Ji Xiaodai, what are you doing?"

"Pull him away quickly."

"Sent to the treatment room."

The treatment room is a place dedicated to quieting sick patients, and it is a very tidy place.

Ji Xiaodai was given an injection. He didn't know what was in the injection. There was a white ceiling above his head, and he was firmly trapped on the hospital bed.

The doctors here are experts in the study of psychiatry, and they have many means to make patients suffer unspeakably.

"Let me go, bastard, damn it, let me go!" The doll was also there, and she was sent in because she tied up the female patient in the same ward with a bed sheet and sent her out through the window. The needle is much more ruthless than Ji Xiaodai's.

"What are they going to do?" Ji Xiaodai was very calm, and even turned his head to look at the doll, "This needle really hurts."

"Hahahaha..." The doll knocked the back of her head on the bed below her body. In order to prevent her from harming herself, the nurse specially replaced her with a mattress on the bed.

Feeling unable to explain to the mad woman, Ji Xiaodai turned his head to the other side, and a man in protective clothing walked in, holding an electric baton in his hand, and was laughing, even through a mask, Ji Xiaodai could still Feel the other party's malice.

This is a place full of violence. Ji Xiaodai hates this place, but he is also such a person.

Days feel like years, and three hours feels like three months.

"Take the person away." Feng Xiao took off his mask to prevent the patient from spitting on him.

The scene in front of Ji Xiaodai who was lying on the hospital bed seemed to be swaying like a horse. The restraints on his body were untied, and he was also helped by the nurses to leave the consultation room.

"Handsome guy, let's go now? Come and play when you have time!" The baby looked at Ji Xiaodai innocently, "I like to hear your screams, the screams of handsome guys are better than others~"

"Baby, don't pretend to be crazy." Feng Xiao untied the belt, leaned over and stroked the baby's delicate face, "It's time to sleep, when you wake up, everything will be over."

"You bastard, I will definitely kill you, uh..."

Ji Xiaodai, who was sent back to the ward by the nurse, hadn't recovered yet. He stared out of the window in a daze. The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers outside reminded him of his childhood.

"Xiao Dai, Dad bought you a toy, do you like it?"

"Thank you dad, I like dad the most." The young Ji Xiaodai was still a simple child, without any mental illness, just a little boy with a happy family.

On that day, everything changed.

A thief sneaked into their house at night. Mother Ji was frightened and fainted when she found out. Father Ji was stabbed in the process of fighting the thief.

Ji Xiaodai witnessed everything with his own eyes. When he wanted to call the police, he was tied up by thieves, and Ji's mother fainted on the ground, so he could only watch his father bled to death.

He didn't cry, didn't feel scared, and didn't have any emotions in his heart.

From then on, a devil lived in his heart.

Every night in my dreams, I would dream that I had stabbed someone to death with a single knife. This kind of crazy thought couldn't be controlled at all.

Not long after Ji's father died, Ji Xiaodai's mother found another man.

She is not an independent woman. She used to rely on the money earned by her husband to live like a noble lady. After losing her husband, she was sitting on nothing, and her living standard plummeted.

It's a pity that the man Ji's mother found is not good enough, not only can't give her the life she wants, but also spends money with her.

Therefore, Ji Xiaodai's childhood was spent as his mother changed boyfriends one after another, until his mother found a real rich man to marry, and he had a stepfather.

The new father is not a good person. He doesn't like Ji Xiaodai, his stepson. He treats him well in front of others, but abuses him behind his back.Ji's mother has no right to speak because she depends on her husband to support her, and she spends her time shopping for famous brands all the time.

It was about eight o'clock at night, and Mother Ji called her son back, scolding him for not being home for a long time.

After Ji Xiaodai listened in silence, he went to the kitchen and picked up a knife to cut the watermelon. He handed it to his mother and it was opened. He raised his head and smiled, and plunged the knife into his mother's chest, "Be quiet, you are too noisy."

Ji Xiaodai didn't even think about running away. When his stepfather came over, he calmly stabbed his stepfather in the stomach.

At this time, the middle-aged man with half gray hair was still alive, he crawled out in horror, while Ji Xiaodai just looked at his stepfather like that.

"I shouldn't have hit you before, I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard! Please let me go, I'll be your cow or horse in the future!"

"I don't blame you, I just wanted to kill someone. It just happened that the two of you bumped into each other." Ji Xiaodai wanted to know if he would fall to his death if he threw him down the third floor, so he dragged his stepfather by his leg and dragged him to the window sill Beside, it took a long time to open the balcony, and then threw the stepfather down.

Ji Xiao made the call to the police on his behalf. On the way to the police, he calmly described his murder process.

"The appraisal result came out, it is an antisocial personality."

Antisocial personality disorder is a pattern of cognitive-emotional behavior characterized by social irresponsibility, disregard or violation of the rights of others, and guiltlessness.

"Sentence me to death, I have wanted to kill them two for a long time."

Although Ji Xiaodai lost his father, he still has his grandfather, a very influential person, who spent an unknown amount of money to send him to Qingshan Nursing Home.

"His name is Chu Sha, he is a psychiatrist at Qingshan Sanatorium, and he is a well-known good man."

"The story begins when he first came to Ji Xiaodai's ward."

Chu Sha nodded slightly to express his gratitude to the nurse who opened the door for him. He sat on the sofa and took out his notebook, "Mr. Ji, are you awake?"

"No."

"I brought you a flower." Chu Shan pinned a white rose to his heart, and he put the flower on the bedside table.

"Thank you."

"They said you were sick."

"Will you kill me?" Ji Xiaodai heard from other patients that the patient was tortured to death and then secretly disposed of the body, "I can die, but I want to die somewhere else, throw my body away into the sea."

There is a magical legend that a person who dies in the sea cannot be reincarnated. He will have no afterlife and will be trapped at the bottom of the sea forever.

Ji Xiaodai doesn't want to have an afterlife, he wants to die forever.

Chu Sha beat an egg into the wine measurer, stirred it evenly with a stirring rod, poured the red wine, and finally poured the red wine in the wine measurer into the goblet, "Have a drink, cheer up, let's chat Talk about how to die."

"Okay." Ji Xiaodai took the glass and drank it in one gulp. The red wine slipped down his throat, and he became refreshed. "What is this?"

"Would you like another drink?"

"Yes, thank you."

Chu Sha took the things and left the bed, turning his back to Ji Xiaodai to mix the wine.

"An exclusive secret recipe?"

"Are you curious about the world?"

"No." For Ji Xiaodai, it doesn't matter what the world looks like, whether it's alive or dead, life is meaningless.

So, someone asked him: Why don't you die?

Yes, he can die.

However, he had to experience the feeling of killing before he died.

"How does it feel to kill?" Chu Sha asked the question calmly, as if he was asking how it felt to kill a chicken.

"I have experienced it for a while, and I seem to be a little excited. Kill me quickly, and stop me before I kill the third person."

"Mr. Ji, I'm so sorry. I'm a psychiatrist. I can't kill people, but I can save people."