Hong Tehu came over in a hurry, and together with Ronan, he straightened the old man upright and said repeatedly: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way, there are buffering equipment to prevent falls."
I don’t know if these words are comforting others or comforting myself.
Ronan carefully supported his grandfather's shoulders, not daring to touch his arms. He felt that the old man's arms were as thin as a hemp pole and could be broken with just a little force.
But at this moment, Ronan felt his chest sink slightly, and Luo Yuandao's numb arm pressed against it, pushing him away hard.
Ronan remembered that his grandfather didn't like others to have physical contact with him, so he didn't dare to resist. Seeing that Hong Te's protection was already in place, he retreated and distanced himself.
Luo Yuandao laughed at this moment, his vocal cords rubbing together making a hoarse laugh, revealing a strange joy: "Although you destroyed my temple, you can't stay in my country for long..."
On the other side, Mo Peng, whose reaction was slow and half-frightened, did not catch up with the rescue, but finally couldn't help but put his palm on his forehead to relieve the embarrassment.
Ronan didn't care about his grandfather's weird thoughts. At this time, he saw that in the chaos, the paginated notebook originally tucked under his elbow had fallen on the messy "ruins of building blocks". He leaned over to pick it up, and his fingertips just touched the cover.
Then I heard a low roar:
"My booty!"
Ronan was stunned, and a black shadow swept across his face. If he hadn't instinctively leaned back, and Mo Peng next to him pulled him, he would have been swept away by Luo Yuandao's toes.
Hong Tehu hurriedly controlled the old man's balance, and kept comforting him: "Old man, the loot is still there, still there!"
She hurriedly winked at Ronan and Mo Peng. When the two saw this, they could only step back and distance themselves.
"Here, give it to me."
Although he looks much crazier than before, Luo Yuandao's spirit is surprisingly strong and he gives orders to others.
Hong Tehu was adjusting the balancing device. He couldn't move for a while, so he motioned to Ronan to step forward: "It's okay, old man, one code is one code..."
In other words, has it reached the stage of logic loss?
Ronan took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in his heart, stepped forward to pick up the notebook, held it flat in his hand, and handed it to the old man.
Luo Yuandao reached out and took it. For him, the weight of the thick notebook was a bit heavy. He trembled when he took it with one hand. Hong Tehu wanted to help, but was rudely rejected.
Although his trembling arms looked like he might lose his grip and fall at any time, he finally opened the book and scanned the contents.
He clearly knew that Luo Yuandao's current mental state was at a completely incomprehensible level. But at this moment, Ronan felt a "hand-in-homework" uneasiness in his heart.
He stared at the old man, wondering what the outcome would be.
"No bullshit, no bullshit!"
Turning the pages all the way, Luo Yuandao looked disdainful when faced with the messy lines drawn by Luo Nan. In a sense, this was the most normal reaction for a normal person.
Ronan couldn't explain how he felt.
But the next second, Luo Yuandao's movements froze, his eyes stayed on the paper, and his eyes seemed to be somewhat focused.
At this time, he turned to the page with the scrawled prison sketch.
For five full seconds, Luo Yuandao didn't make a single move.
Ronan's heart skipped a beat. He stared at his grandfather's disembodied face, and a trembling, weak flame of hope suddenly ignited. He moved closer, trying to see his grandfather's reaction more clearly.
Feeling his movement, Luo Yuandao glanced over and said abruptly: "You have become famous."
"Grandpa?" Ronan's heart was beating loudly, and he couldn't help but think: Can he see it? Can he understand...
He couldn't help but move forward, but a skinny arm pressed against his chest again. Then, Ronan saw a pair of crazy and cold eyes:
"You came to kill me."
"grandfather!"
Ronan's heart suddenly tugged, but he was pushed away by Luo Yuandao. There were scattered blocks under his feet. Ronan staggered and almost fell down.
Seeing Ronan stepping on the building blocks, Luo Yuandao became even more furious:
"My temple! You are plundering my kingdom! My students, my staff, my technicians, my priests, my politicians... mine, they are all mine!"
Luo Nan was just supported by Mo Peng and was stunned on the spot when he heard this.
But then he saw Luo Yuandao, who was unable to stand still, started to move wildly, raising and lowering his legs, knocking down all the other three relatively intact low building block walls.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Hong Tehu had already injected a sedative, but he couldn't control it for a while.
"grandfather!"
"Grandpa!"
Ronan and Mo Peng were frightened and panicked, and didn't know how to react. At this time, Hong Tehu had already called the doctor, but the doctor couldn't appear instantly.
Luo Yuandao kicked over all his works, then raised his head to the sky, screamed and laughed wildly:
"Fire, fire!
"Kick up the fire, burn through the darkness of this cloak!
"The new god will step on the bones of the old god and ascend to the throne!
"Come, come, let's see who is the master of the universe!
The ferocious image was like a giant hammer, hitting Ronan and Mo Peng in the heart.
The two of them, after all, are just teenagers of fifteen or sixteen years old. Faced with this kind of scene, especially the completely crazy behavior of their relatives and elders, they wanted to help but were worried about causing trouble. They were at a loss for the moment.
Finally, the doctor hurried over, and behind him were Mo Haihang and Luo Shuqing. At this time, the two of them didn't know what to say. They just followed orders and moved out of the ward like puppets, standing there waiting.
At this time, seconds really feel like years.
In fact, it didn't take long, ten minutes at most. Luo Shuqing walked out of the ward. Facing the two people who were still in a daze, she smiled: "It's okay. Old people often do this. It's just that they talk a little more."
Luo Shuqing's relaxed attitude made both Ronan and Mo Peng feel much better. They wanted to ask for more details, but didn't know where to start.
However, Luo Shuqing looked at her watch: "It's getting late, and it's your grandfather's rest time. Let's go eat first. The food here is pretty good.
"By the way, at four o'clock in the afternoon, your grandpa will go out for a walk. Do you still want to accompany him?"
"OK!"
Ronan immediately agreed, but then became a little worried: "I am here, will he..."
"Who do you think you are?"
Luo Shuqing laughed again, then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mo Peng.
Mo Peng was actually a little reluctant to spend all his precious weekend time in a mental hospital, but Ronan made it so clear that he could only shut up.
The most I can do is play a few more games of "Ten Days in the Wild". Well, it would be even more fun if I could bring Ronan over to play against him and beat him for dozens of games in a row.
Luo Shuqing smiled: "Then it's decided. By the way, when I consulted the doctor just now, he recommended a deep sleep nutrition cabin to me, which can soothe my mood and reduce stress. Let's try it as a family.
Let’s take a lunch break by the way.”
"ah?"
Ronan and Mo Peng looked at each other, and at the same time a thought came to their mind: Is this nursing home engaging in false sales?