Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Sudden Illness "Why are you staring at me...
"Why are you staring at me?" My colleague touched his face and said awkwardly, "Did I get my breakfast on my face?"
To be precise, it’s not breakfast, nor is it face.
But the eyes.
Lin Jianyuan stared at his colleague.
My colleague is Pei Shuo, a 23-year-old male who just graduated. He joined our company through campus recruitment by mistake.
I am still in the internship period, learning and working with Lin Jianyuan.
Lin Jianyuan was reluctant to take on an intern, but the other person had the aura of a big golden retriever. He sat in the personnel department with his hands on his knees and looked up at people with a very well-behaved expression.
Especially those blingbling puppy eyes, when they raise their eyes to ask for help, it is simply impossible to refuse.
However, at this moment, two vines actually grew out of those big black eyes.
Lin Jianyuan was dazzled at first, thinking two bugs were crawling out of Pei Shuo's eyes. Now that he saw clearly that they were not bugs but vines, it didn't seem much better.
The vine was lush green, its stem slightly thinner than a cell phone cable, dotted with a few small green leaves, swaying and twisting. No wonder Lin Jianyuan mistook it for a caterpillar at first glance.
Lin Jianyuan stared at the vines for a while and asked, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"
"Ah? Now that you mention it, it seems a bit." Pei Shuo lowered his head and began to rub his eyes. "I watched TV series until two o'clock last night. Are my eyes red?"
Lin Jianyuan: “…”
Because of the vines, Pei Shuo couldn't close his eyelids completely when he rubbed them, so the scene looked very... unhygienic.
Lin Jianyuan couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Hey, stop rubbing it. It's bad for your eyes."
"Oh, yes. Brother, do you have eye drops?" The big golden retriever raised his dog eyes again.
However, the eyes with vines do not look cute at all, but rather have a weird sense of humor.
Lin Jianyuan opened the raised drawer under the computer monitor and took out a bottle of eye drops for him.
Pei Shuo said happily, "Thank you, brother," and then tilted his head back to put in eye drops.
Considering that the vine was rooted right in the middle of his pupil, this was tantamount to watering the vine.
This was indeed the case—when the eye drops fell into Pei Shuo's pupils, the two vines seemed to have taken stimulants, and the green stems suddenly twisted even more happily, like two extremely thick caterpillars.
Lin Jianyuan's mind flashed to the image of a yellow-green parasite writhing frantically within a snail's swollen eyestalks. He shoved his straw into the soy milk and asked, "What drama are you following?"
Pei Shuo brought breakfast to Lin Jianyuan. As expected of a big golden retriever, he has a warm and gentle temperament. Ever since he found out that Lin Jianyuan was too lazy to go out of his way to buy breakfast, he took the initiative to bring it to him every day.
"Ah, uh, that one, the Xianxia ancient idol drama that's been very popular recently. The one starring Shi Shaoning and Xue Lu." Pei Shuo blushed, as if he was embarrassed to say the title. "It's a very clichéd Xianxia drama, but it's quite good."
Lin Jianyuan ate breakfast while Pei Shuo explained the plot. He didn't recognize either actor; he was simply curious about what kind of fantasy drama could keep such an enthusiastic and cheerful young man glued to the screen until midnight.
Facts have proven that it’s not the fantasy and ancient costume dramas that are good, but the older boys like them.
Lin Jianyuan was listening to the melodramatic plot until the elderly man on the subway was looking at his phone. He was just thinking about how to end the conversation gracefully when his boss, Mr. Jiang, came down from upstairs, knocked on the table and said, "The meeting will be in the conference room at 12:30."
Their office is an open shared space, with enclosed workstations on the first floor and the boss's office on the second floor.
The boss can always stand on a high vantage point and look down on everyone whenever he wants. This perspective is unobstructed and even more disgusting than the head teacher at the back door of a high school classroom.
"Oh," Pei Shuo nodded quickly, his face timid and submissive, like a fresh-out-of-work college student. The other colleagues also acknowledged this.
Lin Jianyuan noticed that Mr. Jiang had no reaction to the vines in Pei Shuo's pupils. He turned his head and saw that the two vines were still twisting. Seeing this, Lin Jianyuan felt itchy and had an urge to pull them out.
But what happens if you pull it out?
Lin Jianyuan didn't dare to think about that scene.
As soon as Mr. Jiang left, his colleagues started complaining.
"Damn it! Why is there another meeting?! Damn, idiot Jiang Chen has nothing better to do than to mess with us all day long, right?"
"That's right, damn it. And it's half past twelve! This is toxic! He's using lunch break to hold a meeting! Damn, report him! He doesn't even get a break after the meeting!"
"Forget it, just be open-minded. Once you accept that he's an idiot, all his stupid decisions will seem reasonable..."
Lin Jianyuan drank soy milk and ate tea eggs, silently observing his colleagues around him.
The vines in Pei Shuo's eyes were still twisting in public, but his colleagues turned a blind eye to it.
Pei Shuo himself, on the other hand, had a look of helplessness on his face, as if he didn't know how to respond to the foul language of his predecessors.
"Scared?" Lin Jianyuan saw through his hesitation and said, "It's okay, you just got here. Once you've been here for a full week, you'll realize it's not that we're bad, it's that the boss is such an idiot."
"Brother." Pei Shuo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "You really know how to comfort people."
Lin Jianyuan couldn't tell for a moment whether the words were sincere or just a veiled insult, and suddenly felt that this intern had great potential.
So he leaned over and whispered, "Our company's normal lunch break is from 12:00 to 1:00. We used to be able to go eat after finishing work, but lately the boss has been acting crazy. At the last meeting, he emphasized that no one is allowed to be late or leave early, especially at noon. The boss goes to the cafeteria to eat at 11:30 every day, and when he comes back after lunch, he'll check to see if you're still there. If he doesn't see you by 12:00, he'll get angry, pull you out, criticize you company-wide, and even deduct your salary."
"Ah?" Pei Shuo was surprised, "So perverted!"
Lin Jianyuan: "How about this: you start ordering takeout at 11 o'clock, and then eat after the boss leaves at 11:30, and eat until 12 o'clock. This way, the boss won't catch you leaving early at noon, and you can have more time for lunch break."
"What a great idea!" Pei Shuo was astonished, then said indignantly, "But this is too hypocritical! He goes to lunch at 11:30, so why should we sit here until 12 o'clock even if we have nothing to do?"
Lin Jianyuan shrugged: "You know."
Pei Shuo understood clearly: "Oh, I see. Because he is a black-hearted capitalist."
"No." Lin Jianyuan said, "Because he's an idiot."
Pei Shuo: “…”
At 12:30, Lin Jianyuan had already finished his meal and was napping on the table. Pei Shuo followed his advice and followed suit. Then, both of them walked into the meeting room, bleary-eyed.
The other colleagues who went to the cafeteria for lunch followed behind with resentment that was about to turn into reality.
Everyone sat down one by one. The secretary had already prepared the PPT for Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang coughed and stood in front of the projector. "Let me say a few words first..."
A frog hopped in front of him.
Lin Jianyuan shuddered, staring at the frog in front of him with wide eyes. The frog's back was a shimmering green, its pupils were pitch black, and there was a circle of yellow around them...eye yellow.
The frog hopped and hopped from one end of the long conference table to the other.
Lin Jianyuan followed the trail of water behind it and saw Mr. Jiang spitting in front of the projector. His mouth opened and closed, and a small cracked mouth on his throat also opened and closed.
With each croak, Mr. Jiang's throat spurted out frogs like eggs. The frogs, dripping wet, leaped onto the conference table, their powerful legs slinging graceful arcs through the air.
Faced with the frogs that filled the conference table in a short period of time, Lin Jianyuan was dumbfounded.
"Brother? Brother Yuan?" Pei Shuo nudged him with his elbow.
Lin Jianyuan held his forehead: "Something seems to be wrong with me..."
Pei Shuo: "Brother! The boss is calling you!"
Lin Jianyuan stood up reflexively and looked at his boss. He saw Mr. Jiang's face was furious, his upper mouth was sputtering non-stop, and his lower... no, his throat. The mouth on his throat was also sputtering non-stop.
Lin Jianyuan could no longer concentrate on what he was saying, his mind was full of "quack".
Quack, quack ...
The boss's horn, wrapped in the damp croaking of frogs, fermented into the musty smell of the rainy season in the central air conditioning.
"Boss Jiang." Lin Jianyuan decisively interrupted Boss Jiang's rant and said weakly, "I might have to take two more days off. I'm not feeling well."
There were so many frogs that they couldn't fit on the conference table anymore. Many of them jumped onto the ground and ran all over the gray carpet.
When Mr. Jiang heard this, his expression suddenly became strange. He looked over him with scrutiny, as if trying to determine whether he was truly so weak that he needed to take sick leave.
Lin Jianyuan suddenly lost control of his temper. He said, "I've only slept two hours in three days, and I fainted and had to go to the hospital from working on the plan! If I keep going like this, I'm going to die!"
Lin Jianyuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he spoke, his voice trembling. Boss Jiang saw something was amiss and quickly said, "Then you should rest. I didn't say no! Your health is definitely more important. You should go back first!"
Other colleagues around also said, "Yes, yes, let's go back quickly."
Lin Jianyuan kicked the stool away with a loud noise. Pei Shuo quickly stood up, grabbed his arm and whispered, "Brother, should I accompany you?"
Lin Jianyuan nodded irritably, and Pei Shuo accompanied him out. Before leaving the meeting room, Lin Jianyuan heard CEO Jiang grumbling through the crack of the door: "He yelled at me? He actually yelled at me? Isn't that quite full of energy? How can a grown man be so squeamish..."
Back in the office area of the shared space, there was no one around, and Lin Jianyuan felt like he could breathe much more freely.
Pei Shuo asked worriedly, "Brother, are you okay? What happened to you just now? You scared me."
Lin Jianyuan said, "It's okay. You can take the afternoon off."
Pei Shuo: "Aren't I going to the hospital with you?"
When Pei Shuo said this, his puppy eyes were blinking, and the two vines in his eyes were twisting and turning.
Whether it was the vines or the frog, Lin Jianyuan was convinced that something was wrong with his brain. He was suffering from schizophrenia. He needed to go to a mental hospital immediately.
It's okay in a regular hospital, but it's better not to have a colleague accompany you to a mental hospital. We're not familiar with each other. Lin Jianyuan then waved his hand and said, "Be good and go play this afternoon. You may not have this opportunity again in the future."
Pei Shuo hesitantly walked him to the elevator. Lin Jianyuan left without even looking back, carrying his shoulder bag.
The mental hospital in City A is called the City A Mental Health Center, located at 700 North Jiangchuan Road. People in City A often joke about going to 700 North Jiangchuan Road, euphemistically meaning, "You're crazy!"
It was Lin Jianyuan's first time in such a place. He thought he would see a chaotic scene, but he didn't expect to see security check as soon as he entered.
Going through security gave people a strong sense of security, as if all dangers were isolated. Lin Jianyuan randomly registered a number and sat in the waiting area to queue.
The number was being called on the screen in the waiting area. With a "ding" sound, a rapidly flashing text box popped up on the screen, which read "Number 314 Wang * Ling, please go to Clinic No. 07 for treatment."
I don't know why the text box is still blood red, and the frequency of its violent shaking seems particularly explosive. Is this really okay?
After waiting for over half an hour, it was finally Lin Jianyuan's turn. He walked in, and the patient in front of him just emerged from the clinic. It was a young girl, probably only in middle school. She was accompanied by a man who looked like her father.
Children nowadays are under a lot of pressure... Lin Jianyuan walked into the clinic with emotion.
The consultation wasn't what he'd imagined. He'd imagined a gentle, kind doctor in a white coat listening to his tearful complaints and nodding in comfort, but he was only about a third right.
He didn't cry, and the doctor opposite him didn't look very gentle and kind.
Across from him was a young male doctor wearing rimless glasses. He was well-mannered and looked quite elegant. He answered his questions very calmly.
"Does your hallucination require you to do anything?" asked the male doctor.
“No…” Lin Jianyuan scratched his head, “Neither frogs nor vines can speak human language.”
"Hmm." The doctor did not comment on his answer, but continued to ask a few questions.
Finally, he said, "It's not serious. You're probably suffering from an acute transient psychotic disorder caused by overwork and stress. I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and it will help."
Lin Jianyuan found the name of the disease, which had three "sexual" characters in it, amusing. "Does that mean I've suddenly developed a serious illness?"
The male doctor glanced at him and said, "Don't stress yourself out. Your condition usually resolves completely within a month and rarely recurs. Just relax. If the pressure at work is too great, take a few days of sick leave. Do you want a note?"
"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor." Lin Jianyuan found that the doctor was actually quite gentle and considerate, and he also thought that his appearance became more handsome.
When he left, he glanced at the sign at the door and found out that the doctor's name was Cen Zheng.
The name is very unique and he is a nice guy. Lin Jianyuan decided to use his number next time he comes.
The company, No. 700 Jiangchuan North Road, and Lin Jianyuan's home form an equilateral triangle. It's known that Lin Jianyuan took an hour on the subway from the company to No. 700 Jiangchuan North Road. It also took another hour on the subway from No. 700 Jiangchuan North Road back home.
Please tell me the time when Lin Jianyuan returns home from the company.
Logically, it should be an hour, but life isn't math. There's rush hour, subway cramming, and shared bikes that can't be found. So if you include walking time, it's two hours.
Lin Jianyuan, carrying a bag of medicine, slowly walked home against the setting sun. He still hadn't quite come to terms with the reality that he was actually mentally ill. That acute, transient illness... a sudden, severe illness.
You've been exploited like this, why don't you just change jobs?
Rent is 3,000 yuan a month, and food is 2,000 yuan. City A is expensive, so he cooks most of the time, but his cooking is terrible. When he can't stand it anymore, he goes out to eat. And now there's the medication. Psychiatric medication is surprisingly expensive...
Forget it, let's just muddle along for now. He graduated from a third-tier university, and in a big city like City A, a third-tier university is almost the same as not having attended university at all.
Even though his boss is a bit of a jerk, he still pays him 9,000 yuan a month before tax. That's pretty good. After paying for social insurances and housing fund, he still has 7,000 yuan left. After deducting rent and daily expenses, he still has 1,000 yuan left every month.
But today the doctor only prescribed him a week's worth of medicine. He has to go to the hospital four times a month, and he's not sure if he'll be fully recovered in a month like the doctor said.
Destroy it.
Otherwise the world will be destroyed now.
Lin Jianyuan became more and more annoyed the more he thought about it. He just wanted to go to the community and pick up a piece of feces and stuff it into his boss's mouth.
He came to his door with the medicine, sighed, and felt like a fish trapped in a quagmire and unable to jump out.
The key went into the keyhole without any obstruction, as if it was swallowed by a silky throat.
Lin Jianyuan opened the door and habitually pressed the light switch on the wall. With a click, the light came on.
In the living room, a flesh-pink digestive system turned around upon hearing the sound, facing him with its front, its mouth opening and closing as it smiled and said to him:
"You're back."
"Would you like to take a shower, eat first, or me?"
Lin Jianyuan: “…”
Lin Jianyuan surveyed the floating mass of innards. He saw its lips connected to its throat, which then led to its stomach. The liver, gallbladder, and other unfamiliar organs lay neatly arranged. Further down, a mass of slowly wriggling, flesh-pink intestines.
Lin Jianyuan looked at it for a long time, then suddenly got angry and cursed: "Your set of water is still raw, how can you eat it!"
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