The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 649

Upon receiving the news, Xiang Donglin, who rushed back as fast as possible, never believed what Zhao Guangwu said.

Because it sounds too unreal.

There are too many mental patients in China, and there are also many mental hospitals. Not to mention treating dozens of mental patients at once, it is not bad to cure one or two.

But Zhao Guangwu said that the little brother I met last time asked them to pull everyone over.

Xiang Donglin pondered for a while, but couldn’t figure out the truth.

That little brother should be very capable. One person can save a black factory, but people are not omnipotent.

The so-called technical profession has specialization, and treatment is not a fight. It requires a wealth of basic knowledge and practical experience.

Moreover, Zhao Guangwu said that he is not a member of the special forces, but a fortune teller.

Special forces, doctors, and fortune tellers. These three professions seem to be irrelevant in execution. How could they fall on a twenty-year-old guy at the same time?

“Old Zhao,” Xiang Donglin asked musingly, “Do you think there are any ways in this?”

“What way?”

“I can’t say it, but I always feel wrong.”

“Don’t think too much,” Zhao Guangtou said, “I want to break my head all the way along the way, and in the end there is only one answer. That is this little brother, he might really be able to do it.

“Think about it, what can he lie to us?

“This is dozens of mental illnesses, not dozens of big beauties.

“Could he be able to build a black factory himself, and then get these people to work? This is obviously impossible.”

“Then you think he can really cure these people?”

“I can’t guarantee this, but I think it doesn’t matter if I try it?” Lao Zhao took out his mobile phone and showed Xiang Donglin the transfer record. “This 5000 yuan is still the travel expenses that the old monk gave me.”

“Then we go?”

“Go, you must go,” Zhao Guangwu touched Ming Liang’s bald head, “I will contact the bus now and leave early tomorrow morning.”

…

The next day it didn’t turn on, a bus drove to Xilin City, and it only took more than two hours before a large car arrived at Wangzi Mountain.

“All line up, don’t run around!”

Zhao Guangwu and Xiang Donglin, as well as a few staff members who followed the car, yelled before getting out of the car. These mental patients are not easy to manage, because many of them don’t understand what you are talking about. .

It’s okay to be locked in the yard at ordinary times. You can’t get out of the circle no matter how you run. It’s a mountain. Once it’s gone, there will be plenty to find.

Jasmine and Da Hei stood at the door, looking at this mess of a large group of people, feeling a little confused.

How come these people are the same as the old madmen in the past, some watching them grinning, some grinning, and some babbling and looking at the sky.

“Lao Hei,” Jasmine said to Da Hei in a low voice, “Do you think this is because the master is going to go far, so he specifically finds these people to play with me?”

Da Hei didn’t bother to pay attention to it, and the owner was not mentally ill.

With great effort, Zhao Guangwu took a few ten people into the yard and quickly let the old cow close the gate.

Wu Jun and the old monk were ready. First, they gave Zhao Guangwu a Celestial Master Pill, and then asked him to use well water to feed the medicine. This allowed the Celestial Master Pill’s efficacy to be maximized and absorbed.

Zhao Guangwu and the others were not welcome, holding pills and water cups, and started chasing people all over the yard.

The mental patients selected by the bosses of the black factory are all those who are physically strong, and it took a lot of effort to pour a pill into the first person without using violent means.

Then a few people gathered around the patient to see what kind of change this little pill could bring about.

Zhao Guangwu and Xiang Donglin just discussed it. If the medicine has a little effect, even if they are begging along the street, they will continue to treat these people until the day when they all become normal.

This is not love, it is responsibility.

Now that this matter has been taken care of, there must be a beginning and an end, a beginning and an end.

The two of them were worried, but the patient was crying. Among all the patients, this was relatively mild, and they would only cry if they were “bullyed”.

But crying, his voice stopped suddenly, then he turned his head abruptly, looking at Zhao Guangwu and the others, asking in confusion, “Why am I here? Who are you?”

Zhao Guangwu and Xiang Donglin looked at each other and listened to them. Is it all right?

It’s not possible, I just took a medicine, and it took less than five minutes!

Is Taishang Laojun’s Nine Cycles Gold Core so effective?

“Are you…really better?”

The patient frowned: “What’s up and down? Where’s my mother?”

“Wait, you tell me first, what is your name? Where are you from?”

“My name is He Jin, I am 8 years old this year,” He Jin recalled a little after he said his name, and then continued, “I live in the sixth group of Bajiao Village.”

Zhao Guangwu and Xiang Donglin looked at each other again, and they even knew where their homes were. It seemed that the problem was not big.

But at the age of 8, is it the age when he became mentally ill?

“It should be so right,” Wu Jun was more experienced, so he explained, “During the period of illness, the mental patient’s memory is very confused, maybe there is no memory at all. Now he wakes up sober and can only remember the things before the illness. strangeness.”

Zhao Guangwu nodded, and in order to confirm, he continued to ask: “Do you still remember the events of these years?”

He Jin scratched his head and looked at him a little blankly, as if he didn’t know what he was talking about.

Wu Jun asked Fang Heng to take out his mirror. He Jin started to cry when he saw the appearance of own in the mirror.

“How did I become like this?”

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, it’s all right now.”

Xiang Donglin suddenly felt distressed, and took He Jin aside to whisper to comfort him. Although He Jin seemed to be in his thirties now, his mental age was only 8 years old, and he was just a child.

But how to tell him what he has been mentally ill for more than 20 years, and let him keep calm and accept it, is a troublesome matter.

“Little master, good people will do it to the end, and send the Buddha to the west,” the old monk said to Wu Jun with a smile, “you think of something.”

“I’m not a good person, I charge,” Wu Jun replied with a smile, “As for sending the Buddha, isn’t that your business?”

“The little master is a good person, and I’ll send the Buddha off.”

Wu Jun said: “Then it’s settled, how about you come to Africa with me on the way?”

“Then I’ll give the Buddha to the Buddha, Africa seems to be a little farther away than the western sky.”

Wu Jun: …The old monk has been running outside for two years, and he is slipping away more and more.

Yesterday he asked everyone who would like to travel to Africa with him, but no one wanted to go. Even Da Hei said that he had fallen too much on his homework recently, and he could no longer run around, and he had to study with peace of mind for a period of time.

Is Africa really such a rejection? He feels pretty good, at least the environment is more natural.

Later, the old monk awakened the dreamer: What they disliked was not Africa, what they disliked was going to walk.

“You promise to go to Africa with me, and I will help Persuade He Jin that there are 53 remaining.”

The old monk folded his hands together and sighed softly, “Amitābha, if I don’t enter The Underworld, whoever enters The Underworld.”

This is considered a promise.

Wu Jun showed a slight smile, and finally flickered to someone who was willing to go to Africa with him.

He copied all the images of He Jin from the age of 8 to the present, and then took him into the house.

Seeing how he looked when he was a child on the computer screen, He Jin was obviously excited, yelling that this was him.

But the subsequent events left him in a sluggish state.

Since becoming mentally ill, the family took him around for treatment at the beginning, but after two years there was no effect, and the family gave up.

Since the birth of his Little Brother Little Sister, he has become a madman without care. He eats leftovers and wears rags. He has only a ragged jacket for the whole winter, with his toes on the outside. cloth shoes.

No one cares about walking outside on a sunny and rainy day, no one cares about getting sick, and almost died of illness several times.

The children in the village bullied him, scolded him, laughed at him, hit him with stones and mud, gave him steamed buns dipped in rice fields, and treated him like a mad dog that would not bite.

At home, he beat and scolded his parents a little bit wrongly, as if he was not born of them at all.

Later, he wandered outside madly and had a life without a meal, but his family had never looked for him.

Maybe I have looked for it, but I haven’t found it.

Why is this happening?

He Jin finally cried so that his throat became hoarse. Don’t mom and dad like him the most? Why do you treat him this way?

He doesn’t understand, really doesn’t understand.

Even if he is sick, he won’t be let go, right?

I am your son!

Wu Jun was operating the mouse on the side, selecting important events to show He Jin, and finally saw that he was caught in the black factory, endured inhuman torture, then rescued, and finally here.

He Jin was frightened, and his whole person was at a loss and numb.

“If you want to go home, I can arrange someone to take you back right away.”

He Jin doesn’t know what to do, he is going home now, will his parents still want him?

After all, they gave him a Little Brother and a Little Sister, as well as grandchildren and grandchildren.

After thinking for a long time, He Jin made up his mind: “I want to go back and have a look.”

“If, I mean if,” Wu Jun said, “Your parents still don’t want you, what are you going to do?”

“I have no idea.”

He Jin burst into tears again. He is now in a state of confusion, and his 8-year-old IQ is not enough for him to think too much.

“If they don’t want you, you can come back and find me.”

He Jin nodded as if he did not understand.

Wu Jun took out his cell phone, called Xiao Liu, and asked him to take He Jin home.

After seeing the person being picked up, Wu Jun felt a little heavy.

He had seen it just now, He Jin would be home in more than three hours, but… the result was not the kind that everyone liked.

“Little Master,” the old monk asked when he saw that his face was not good, “could it be…”

Wu Jun nodded without a trace, the old monk’s eyes showed a trace of helplessness, and he looked at the other people in the yard waiting to take the medicine.

How many of these people are the same as He Jin’s experience?

Tiger poison does not eat seeds.

That’s the tiger, not the person who said it.