"It's time for dinner." The nurse outside knocked on the door twice and then stuffed the dinner plate in.
Feng Bujue came to the door silently, took a look at today's food, then picked up the dinner plate and came to the toilet.
He did not act in a hurry, but first confirmed through the sound that the nurse outside the door had gone away, then picked up the toilet paper prepared in advance, wrapped all the rice, and threw it into the sewer.
Then he returned to the door and began to eat.
After a while, he finished the other things on the plate and put the empty plate and cutlery back behind the door.
So far…
Everything is going according to his plan...
Half an hour later, someone collected the tableware through the food delivery barrier.
More than an hour passed, and finally... with the sound of pressing the combination lock four times, the door of the ward opened.
At this time, Feng Bujue was pretending to sleep.
The posture he chose was to lie on the ground with his eyes closed and his face buried as low as possible, so as to prevent others from seeing through his tricks through the subtle trembling of his eyelids.
Of course, under normal circumstances, others will not pay attention to such details unless there are some more obvious signs that make the other party suspicious first.
"Do you want to turn him over?" A few seconds later, a familiar voice sounded.
Brother Jue could tell that there were two people walking into the room, and the one speaking at the moment was the nurse who often dealt with Brother Jue.
"No need, just leave it like that." The voice that responded to him, Brother Jue could tell, was Dr. Yuan.
After the two briefly chatted, Dr. Yuan came to Brother Jue and sat on the floor.
A few seconds later, Feng Bujue felt the other party lift his arm and wrap something around his arm.
"You are going to measure my blood pressure..." Brother Jue made the correct guess right away.
Indeed, this is what Dr. Yuan is doing.
While he was busy with the matter at hand, he also chatted with the nurse: "By the way, has 32 been unusual lately? Has he committed any new acts of violence?"
"Uh... not in terms of violence," the nurse replied thoughtfully, "but there is something abnormal..."
"Oh?" Dr. Yuan looked up at the nurse and signaled the nurse with his eyes to continue.
"In the past few days, when I inspected his room, he often looked tired and out of breath, as if he was interrupted by me when he was doing something very strenuous..." The nurse showed a slightly...
With a pained expression, he replied, "And... he has been using up toilet paper very quickly recently." When he said this, he seemed to be afraid that the doctor wouldn't understand what he meant, so he raised his right hand and did it in the air.
A "back and forth" motion.
"Ha..." Dr. Yuan sneered, "That's it..." He shook his head, "Well...it's better to entertain yourself than to cause trouble for us."
"Haha...yes." The nurse also laughed, "I just don't know...how this kid can stay up all day long without even having a magazine."
"People's imaginations are so rich..." Dr. Yuan said, having already measured his blood pressure, he picked up the hearing aid and listened to Brother Hearing's breathing and heartbeat directly from his back, "...it's beyond the reach of mere mortals like me."
In this atmosphere of joking and chatting, the two of them completed the routine examination very casually, then closed the door and left the ward.
Feng Bujue was originally a little worried that his heartbeat and breathing would reveal his "pretending to sleep", and he deliberately exercised some control; but judging from the actual situation... he was overly worried.
For the doctors working here, this kind of routine examination only needs to measure the patient's blood pressure and then confirm that the patient's breathing and heartbeat have not stopped. No one will seriously diagnose anything.
In fact, if possible, they would really like to just make up a high and low blood pressure value and fill it in the form, and then fill in the word "normal" in the "heart rate" and "respiration" parts, so that even the examination can be omitted.
"So... sleeping pills are mainly given to make routine examinations more convenient..." Although the doctor and the nurse had left the room, Feng Bujue still kept pretending to sleep and thought, "This way
It seems that it doesn’t matter if you eat it..."
Let me explain here that after the food sharing test in the past few days, Feng Bujue has determined that the "ingredients" for lunch and dinner are all mixed with rice; then, he planned this "observation" tonight, thinking
Find out what happens after dinner.
"Well... However, this is just one of them, and it is not enough to be used as a complete basis for judgment." Feng Bujue was still cautious after all, "Let's observe it for a month and then draw a conclusion..."
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Day 23, morning.
"Huh... Okay, it's almost clear." When Feng Bujue recovered from the "fragment", he took a long breath and said with a relieved expression.
Since Brother Jue can say such a sentence, it means that... he is at least 90% sure that he has the information he needs to investigate.
So, what exactly is this “information”?
The answer can be divided into two parts, one: the complete recipe for breakfast.
This "complete recipe" does not refer to what is included in breakfast "on a certain day", but what is included in breakfast "every day".
For more than three weeks, Feng Bujue has tried to record the types of food he ate that day every morning; even if some food cannot be caught between his teeth, he will find ways to leave traces.
For example...pretend to wipe your mouth with your sleeves, and take the opportunity to get food residue on your sleeves, and then roll up the sleeves of your hospital gown, so that the residues can be kept in the rolled up sleeves; in the same way...
...Pants legs can also be used in this way; another time, he even hid a small piece of rice in his ear...
All in all, in order to find out the situation of the "missing part of memory", Jue Ge did everything he could to drive him into a hurry... It's not like he couldn't do things like stuffing food into the middle and rear of his body.
.
Fortunately... the supervision during breakfast time was not very strict. The nurses just left him there and asked him to finish it quickly. They were not interested in watching Brother Jue the whole time... to see if he stuffed the food.
The mouth or the nostrils. Therefore, Feng Bujue didn't need to use that last resort yet.
Next, let’s talk about the second part: what kind of food is the amnesia drug specifically placed in?
Obviously, it is more difficult to find out this information under the premise of "memory loss" than to look up recipes...
As mentioned before... Feng Bujue and the caregivers ate the same food, the only difference was that his portion had medicine added to it.
And putting medicine in breakfast is different from putting medicine in lunch and dinner... In the latter two, the medicine is put in rice, because no matter how picky the patient is, he will still take two bites of white rice; if there are really a few
The hospital will naturally take special care of extreme cases of not eating rice.
But, breakfast... is different.
Take the steamed buns and soy milk that Feng Bujue ate on the third day, for example. It is not difficult to find out that "what he ate is steamed buns and soy milk". If there is something that he doesn't understand, he forcefully picks his throat and spits it out, and then
Smell it...you can probably tell what it is.
However, not everyone can find out whether the medicine was in the bun or the soy milk.
Generally speaking, Feng Bujue used three methods to deal with this problem...
The first type of "temporal reasoning" was an idea that he had already thought of on the third day, that is, "think about the order of eating in the morning, and judge what kind of food was consumed based on the time point before the break."
"Medicine". This method is considered a relatively reliable method, and it will be more effective after knowing the "complete recipe".
The second "self-retained information" method is simpler and more effective than the previous method, that is, "if you have judged which food is drugged through taste, smell or vision when eating, then use it directly"
The way to leave a nail mark is to mark under the number of food items on your legs which food you ate was drugged. It’s the same as the first trick. After you know the complete recipe, you can use this trick.
Find the target very accurately.
Finally, there is not much to say about the third type of "logical reasoning". Feng Bujue also did this on the third day, that is, "Based on what he ate that day, he simply used speculation to determine
"What kind of food is the most reasonable way to put the drug in?" This method usually cannot be used as a complete basis for judgment, but it can be used as a supplementary basis and used in conjunction with the first two methods.
To sum up, Feng Bujue applied these three methods, including "rice balls with tofu curd", "big cakes with deep-fried dough sticks and sweetened soy milk", "pancakes with fruit and pickles" and other "drugged foods" in the breakfast combination.
"We tested them one by one.
To be honest... it is not easy for a person who has not suffered from memory loss to do this. But it only took three cycles (the breakfast menu is cycled every eight days) to start from this "every day"
He found out the truth from a "erased memory", and he himself thought that the progress was already slow...
"Then... the next step is to find an opportunity to find out 'what happened during the period after breakfast'." After Feng Bujue went through the recipes in his mind, he decided on a suitable day to start.
Made plans for the day.
…………
On the twenty-fifth day, the day to implement the action came.
In the morning, Feng Bujue followed the two caregivers out of the room at the same time, at his usual speed (in order to better test the information on food and medicine, Feng Bujue controlled the washing time very precisely every day).
) finished washing up.
Later, he was taken to a room of more than 60 square meters.
The lighting in this room is very good. There are many windows on the wall on the left after entering. Although those windows are exceptions and are equipped with metal brackets, the morning sunlight still pours in abundantly.
In the room, there were eight sets of special tables and chairs connected to the ground. Feng Bujue was taken to one of the tables by two caregivers and sat down. Then, the caregivers fixed his waist to the back of the chair.
in a circular metal hoop.
The design of this thing is very clever, it is like a seat belt tied around the waist and cannot be removed; once fixed by this metal hoop, the person sitting on the chair cannot stand up, and the upper body can only do
Limited activities available.
Soon after Brother Jue sat down, four more caregivers came in, each bringing two people wearing hospital gowns like Brother Jue.
The one who came in first looked like he was in his forties and had a short haircut; although his body looked quite thin, his eyes... seemed to be telling him "I'm going to cut you into pieces" all the time.
Lines.
Then the one who came in looked like a skeleton. He walked tremblingly, his eyes were hollow, but he was still mumbling something.
Feng Bujue also listened carefully. The person seemed to be repeating "square nails...round nails...flat nails...pointed nails..." and other words related to nails, which really didn't mean anything.
"This place should be specially provided for patients in solitary confinement..." Feng Bujue thought to himself as he sat there waiting, "Look at these two... they are obviously not good people..." thinking about it
Here, he thought again, "Huh... speaking of it, when I sit here every day, I am probably thinking about the same thing as now, but I don't remember it afterwards."
After the three patients arrived, the six caregivers gathered together and chatted.
About five minutes later, another staff member wearing an apron came in from the door pushing a cart: "Okay, let me serve the food to the three uncles."
After the staff member's joke, the nursing staff walked over one after another and brought three pieces of breakfast to the table in front of the three patients, and then... they gathered aside to chat again.
Feng Bujue lowered his head and looked at it. Today's breakfast was consistent with what he knew. It was a bowl of hot dry noodles and a small bowl of clear soup.
Why did you choose to implement the plan today? The reason is that today's medicine... was poured into the hot dry noodles.
Because the color of the clear soup is very light, the taste is also very light, and the amount is not very large. If you put the medicine in the soup, the taste will undoubtedly be more obvious, so... the medicine can only be added to the hot dry noodles.
So what are hot dry noodles like? To put it simply, a bowl of clean noodles, covered with a dollop of sauce, and sprinkled with ingredients such as spicy radish, chopped peanuts, chopped chives, and pickled beans.
I believe everyone will understand after reading this... the medicinal powder is mixed in the thick sauce.
Normally, hot dry noodles should be mixed before eating... This is common sense. Even people who have never eaten it will immediately understand this when they see this bowl of noodles. It is unlikely that anyone will deliberately mix the sauce with the noodles.
Remove the ingredients and eat the clean noodles underneath.
However, Brother Jue... is going to do this today. (To be continued.)
