Chapter 1 Mental Patient?
A gentle breeze stirred the branches and leaves, dappled light and shadow swaying.
A handsome man sat on a bench under a tree, a little girl stood behind the iron gate beside the tree, their eyes meeting.
The sun was bright, the wind blew grass clippings, time seemed to pause for a moment.
The next second, the beautiful atmosphere was completely destroyed. "The Divine General will descend on the night of the full moon to punish you ignorant people!" A man in slippers and a hospital gown ran past from behind.
Behind him followed a group of Nurses and Doctors.
"Quick! Hurry!"
"Stop him!"
Nearby, a listless, emaciated young man sat hugging his knees on the ground, indifferent to everything around him.
Chi Feichi lowered his head, glanced at the small ball that had rolled to his feet, bent down to pick it up, and got up to walk towards the iron gate.
The Nurse standing by the bench quickly followed, a hint of vigilance and caution in her eyes.
Walking to the iron gate, Chi Feichi crouched down and passed the ball through the iron bars, "Here."
Outside the iron gate, the little girl was perhaps frightened by the commotion just now, or perhaps unaccustomed to Chi Feichi's expressionless face, and blankly took the ball.
Chi Feichi stood up, preparing to leave.
"W-Wait a minute!" the little girl hurriedly said, "Thank you, big brother! My name is Ayumi, Ayumi Yoshida, what's your name?"
Chi Feichi stopped and turned back to look at the girl.
Six or seven years old, with neat short hair, a yellow hair clip, a pink sweater, and a pair of big eyes looking at him expectantly.
In this anime world, she could be considered a very cute little girl.
The key point was… Ayumi Yoshida?
This name, combined with the chaotic timeline, made Chi Feichi feel a bit dumbfounded.
He had transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan?
A month ago, he was surprised to find that he, who should have died, had transmigrated into a Japanese university student.
With the same name as him, Chi Feichi.
If it weren't for the unfamiliar face and an unfamiliar family, he would have almost thought he had been resurrected.
In his previous life, he had only heard that the surname Chi was distributed 'widely' in China, Japan, South Korea, Italy, and Malaysia. This life could be considered a cross-border acquaintance…
But he would rather not have this acquaintance!
When he transmigrated, the original consciousness of this body still existed!
The two of them would take turns controlling the body every three or four hours, while the other would fall into a deep sleep.
The day after transmigrating, he was sent to the Psychiatry Department.
Dissociative Identity Disorder was the basic diagnosis.
Moreover, in his opinion, there was something wrong with the time here. Yesterday was Saturday, how could today still be Saturday?
But in the eyes of the Doctor and those around him, he was the one with the problem, a complication of Dissociative Identity Disorder—Time Perception Disorder!
During this period, he had begun to suspect that there was something wrong with himself.
Now he realized that this was the Conan world, with the chaotic time in this world… he didn't know if he should say something or not!
What was worse was that after transmigrating, he could occasionally hear the voices of plants and animals. Plus, having just transmigrated and not inheriting any memories, he really didn't have much feeling for this world or even his family. He didn't know the test results, but looking at the Doctor's serious expression at the time, he could guess that it must have been terrible.
In addition, the original consciousness itself had Depression and had attempted Suicide twice before.
Yes, he had to be hospitalized, and it was Level 1 Nursing Care.
The so-called Level 1 Nursing Care:
Having his own Special Ward, activities could not leave the Nurse's Field of Vision…
For the first week, activities were mainly within the Intensive Care Ward, going out required Staff accompaniment, and items were managed by Staff…
Daily assessment of the condition, Nursing Care records every 3 to 7 days…
Changes in condition recorded at any time and reported to the Physician for timely handling…
Get up on time, sleep on time, take medicine on time, constant monitoring… even someone without illness could get sick from being cooped up like this!
"Big brother?" Ayumi Yoshida looked at Chi Feichi in confusion, a strange blush on her face, he really was a handsome big brother…
The Nurse squatted down, carefully explaining, "Little girl, he…"
Chi Feichi regained his senses and looked at Ayumi Yoshida, "Chi Feichi, my name."
Ayumi Yoshida nodded, revealing a sweet smile, "I remember, then can I come find you to play another day?"
"Ah, no…" the Nurse hurriedly refused. Although Chi Feichi currently did not have any behavior of attacking others, children were easily influenced by others' thoughts. She dared not guarantee that Chi Feichi would not say anything strange, nor did she dare agree to let a little girl have too much contact with Chi Feichi.
"Why?"
Ayumi Yoshida's questioning voice was left behind.
Chi Feichi had already turned around and walked towards the Patient Room with a indifferent expression.
On the way, a man approached him, nervously looking around, and whispered, "Let me tell you, your existence only exists in your perception, and perception can be deceived. In fact, this world was created by some being. As long as he wants, he can erase us at any time, do you believe it?"
Chi Feichi stared at the man for a moment, "Maybe."
Could this world be considered created by Aoyama? Does it really exist?
Even he didn't understand anymore.
The man breathed a long sigh of relief, a hint of relief in his eyes, and suddenly grabbed Chi Feichi, who was about to leave, "You are the first person to believe me! Since you believe me, I can't ignore you. Let me tell you, there is a big problem with this world, there is an eye staring at us all the time, I have a way to escape…"
Chi Feichi looked at the chattering man, feeling a little tired. He took a step forward, reached out, and with a backhand throw, while throwing the man down, he struck the man's Carotid Artery.
The man neatly fainted.
The world was finally…
No, the world was not quiet!
"What are you doing?"
"Quick, over here!"
Before anyone could run up, Chi Feichi had already consciously let go.
…
An hour later…
The middle-aged Doctor was already a bit bald, slightly chubby, with a somewhat festive round face and a smile, at least his affability was full marks, "Mr. Chi, I would like to understand, why did you strike his neck?"
Chi Feichi looked at Zhi Ming Fukuyama, his attending Physician, his face still expressionless, "He was too noisy."
Zhi Ming Fukuyama smiled, "Just because of that?"
"I have a sense of proportion." Chi Feichi didn't continue to explain, let him think whatever he wanted.
Once you entered this place, the more you denied that you were sick, the more you were judged to be seriously ill.
Zhi Ming Fukuyama nodded, noncommittal, and slowed his voice to instruct, "Don't do this next time, the neck is a very fragile place. Striking the Major Artery will cause coma and Fainting, but it may also lead to death. This is very dangerous behavior."
Chi Feichi could see that Zhi Ming Fukuyama was about to add another point to his little notebook, but he didn't say much, "I know."
Zhi Ming Fukuyama observed Chi Feichi, sighing inwardly. He could see that Chi Feichi didn't take it to heart. He had to observe carefully whether he had a tendency to harm others. He didn't show it on his face, and still smiled, "Your recent recovery is good. The alternation of the two personalities is not so frequent. Continue to communicate, and you should recover soon… By the way, do you know what day of the week tomorrow is?"
Chi Feichi remembered seeing the Calendar and Newspaper before leaving the Patient Room. Today was Tuesday, "Tomorrow is Wednesday."
Zhi Ming Fukuyama corrected, "Cough… tomorrow is Friday."
Chi Feichi was silent, forcibly suppressing the urge to flip the table.
Today is Tuesday, tomorrow is Friday?
Very good, he knew this was a death question!
Judging from this, he was afraid he would never get out, right?
He felt that the time in this world was abnormal, but everyone else thought it was normal. Then in this world, he was an anomaly, a Mental Patient!
This… perhaps this was also the feeling of many people suffering from mental illness.
However, the Succulent Plant on the table was still making trouble, making dissatisfied noises, "So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, want to drink water, so uncomfortable…"
"Friday, I know." Chi Feichi looked straight ahead, his expression indifferent.
Last time, it was because this Succulent Plant was making trouble that his gaze drifted over, and he was discovered by Zhi Ming Fukuyama, who was observing him, and asked him what he saw or heard.
Psychologists and the like were really troublesome.
The chat ended about half an hour later.
The Physician's assistant was a young woman, smiling and softly sighing, "Mr. Chi is considered a patient who is recovering very well, right? He has been very cooperative with the treatment since he was admitted to the hospital. The two personalities communicate and exchange messages in books, and there seems to be no more Auditory Hallucination phenomenon. Everything is developing in a good direction."
Zhi Ming Fukuyama's brow furrowed slightly, "It's hard to say, he is very smart…"
"Huh?" The female assistant was puzzled.
"Have you carefully read his Diagnosis Report?" Zhi Ming Fukuyama took out a Folder from the drawer, opened it and pointed to the diagnosis results, "Dissociative Identity Disorder, both personalities have emotional deficiency disorder, one personality has severe Depression, accompanied by Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, and suicidal tendencies, the other personality has Auditory Hallucination, Delusion, Time Perception Disorder…"
The female assistant nodded, "Typical symptoms of Dissociative Identity Disorder."
"Dissociative Identity Disorder is a very troublesome disease that requires long-term treatment. Now it seems that both of his personalities are aware of each other's existence and are actively taking the initiative to communicate, but pay attention to his daily behavior. Suffering from Dissociative Identity Disorder, his expression is extremely cold, and so is his emotion towards the people around him," Zhi Ming Fukuyama said, "From this point of view, he has not recovered. Recently, the one dominating his body is the Delusion personality, right? He is very smart, seemingly aware of his condition, but in fact he does not admit his condition, and is still pretending and deceiving. That personality of his… is very smart, very cunning, and when this personality appears, he also has agile skills, but there is no similar training in his life records."
"In other words, this personality is his Delusion?" The female assistant pondered.
"We must make him realize this and then judge whether the Delusion personality is aggressive," Zhi Ming Fukuyama thought for a moment, "But for now, at least the Delusion personality will not do things that harm himself like Suicide… Have you contacted his family recently?"
"Yes," the female assistant lowered her voice, "But his parents have no intention of coming to see him. They said a few words and then said they were busy and hung up the phone."
Zhi Ming Fukuyama frowned, "They really have no intention of cooperating at all!"