The heavy rain in the floating city took several days.

Psychologist Zhou Nan came out of the clinic and waited for the assistant outside the door to immediately get up and close the door for him.

"No," Zhou Nan took the white coat from his assistant and said gently: "Just cover it."

The young psychologist walked through the warmly lit corridor and waited outside the research room.

Apart from a wall, Researcher Song was reporting passionately: "From the data feedback, Brother Wei's consciousness fluctuations are normal, and the emotional locks are released, which is faster and better than the expected fourth course of treatment."

Ajun: "Are you sure? The instruments are so big..."

"Brother Wei's subconscious has come out of his memory, and people are expected to wake up in two days," Researcher Song paused and knocked the whiteboard and looked at Ajun: "You must believe in data, data."

Ajun looked at the curve chart and was dumbfounded.

Wei Shi's lock-retard speed is not an exaggeration to describe it as "a rapid progress", it is like putting a magic pill, subverting Fukong City's perception of all cases.

A knock on the door sounded.

Mao Dongqing made a "wait" gesture and walked out of the laboratory with Researcher Song.

"The patient's condition is better than I expected," said doctor Zhou Nan, in a gentle voice: "There is basically no psychological trauma, the reaction speed is fast, and the logic is clear."

Researcher Song breathed a sigh of relief and saw the end of the corridor: "Did you forget to close the door?"

Zhou Nan shook his head: "I asked them to cover it."

"What I just said, "basically, there is no psychological trauma." Zhou Nan said: "I noticed a detail. If the door is closed to death, the patient will be more nervous than usual. The difference is very small, and even the patient may not realize it himself."

Researcher Song was stunned: "Claustrophobia? I don't remember Xiao Wu You--"

Zhou Nan: "The symptoms should be mild and the trigger conditions are required."

Mao Dongqing looked at Zhou Nan's coat that was plastered on his arms and suddenly spoke: "White coat?"

Zhou Nan nodded: "There may be something else."

Mao Dongqing: "Go and go and have a look."

In the same half-closed glass window, Wu Jin was busy listening to the frequency of the sound.

The antique radio was taken by Hongmao from the boss's room for him, and he also caught a cat to relieve his boredom.

Wu Jin was wearing a translucent eye mask and his fingertips were slashing on the terminal screen. The black cat arched around the quilt, occasionally jumping out and meowing.

Zhou Nan smiled and said, "He has a good animal affinity and is full of vitality. In the first thirty minutes, I thought you assigned the wrong patient to me."

Mao Dongqing's eyes swept through the ward and finally froze on the reddish-brown solid wood door of the ward.

The decorative diamond pattern is very ordinary, and it will definitely be ignored if you don’t pay attention to it.

Researcher Song reacted in an instant and spoke in surprise: "This--"

Mao Dongqing: "Let him live on the sixth floor, with a wide view of the glass door."

Researcher Song immediately nodded: "It was still influenced by the subconscious."

Zhou Nan raised his eyebrows curiously and whispered to Researcher Song: "...Influenced by the subconscious?...When entering the lock, he saw Brother Wei's memory... being transformed in the closed door...so that's how it is." He nodded: "I understand."

Zhou Nan said: "The patient's psychological trauma comes from Brother Wei's memory. It is isolated and treated. It can heal itself after separation for a period of time. It is temporary and not serious."

Researcher Song quickly responded: "Okay, try observing for one day first."

Inside the door, Wu Jin was told to change the ward, and jumped out of bed, blushed and rejected the nurse's love little wheelchair. He held the cat in one hand and the radio in the other hand and walked into the elevator.

Zhou Nan: "Let me find someone to talk to him. Since Mr. Wu has refused follow-up psychotherapy, you might as well contact the crowd more, participate in social activities, and go out for a walk."

Researcher Song responded and looked at Mao Dongqing: "Where is your brother, let him tell a joke to the little witch!"

Floating Research Institute 6th Floor.

While stroking a cat, Wu Jin was obedient and stuck in time. When half an hour came, he immediately prepared to go downstairs and touched the sleeping boss—

The nurse apologized and handed him a prescription: "Dr. Zhou said that today is quarantine treatment."

Wu Jin opened his eyes widened.

The nurse girl comforted her diligently: "If Mr. Wu doesn't want to stroll around, Brother Wei will wake up after a genius."

Wu Jin used the terminal to send a message to Researcher Song, but he got the same answer. He could only put it on the bed again and continue to study the big guy's retro radio.

The current is buzzing, and the hotkeys bind several commonly used FM modulations.

The first two are related to military and political affairs, the third one is tied to finance, and the fourth channel only has different lengths of knocking sounds, like some kind of Morse code variant.

The fifth one.

"Good news and good news! The third part of "Dating a Famous Decoration with Popular Idols" in Fukong City Publishing House is launched quickly! The first two movies sold 2,500 copies! Readers have already received five-star feedback and rewards! For details, please consult 069-419-..."

"!!" Wu Jin quickly moved to the last channel.

"Live together on the path of agricultural economy and create a new life of breeding. Hello, the "Rabbit Rabbit Raising" program of Blue Deep Sky broadcasts you-"

The door creaked and pushed open.

Hongmao brought a stack of A4 paper in and spread it on the sofa.

The black cat, who was originally lying on the top of the cabinet, narrowed his eyes and thought that the sofa was softer. He jumped down and squeezed the red hair away with a meow. The red hair had to surrender and let the sofa sit next to Wu Jin's bed. The black cat snatched the bed again, and the red hair could only return to the sofa.

"It's not very happy these two days." Wu Jin hugged the black cat and scratched his chin and explained quickly.

Hongmao had a bitter face: "Oh, isn't he the Cat ancestor at the base?" He picked up the document: "Little Witch, I'll read you and listen!"

Wu Jin: "What--"

Red-haired: "Once upon a time there was a battle royale trainee, he...he hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Wu Jin spoke curiously: "What's wrong with him?"

Hongmao: "Hahaha, he ran away before the game, ran into the desert, and became a trainee in the sand hahaha..."

Wu Jin: "..."

Hongmao: "Once there was an assault position that fell into the water tank. The team's auxiliary position was quick to learn and kept throwing stones into the tank, and then, hahahaha... Then he finally drank water with the sniper position hahahahahahahahaha..."

Wu Jin looked at the red hair on the sofa with difficulty and laughing as a ghost.

Red Hair: "Hahahahaha once..."

Ten minutes later, Wu Jin looked in a daze.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Jin finally went out on the excuse of getting a communication and was head-heavy.

On the other end of the communication, Zoe finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Jin who had not seen him for two days.

Wu Jin tried hard to confess to him: "Yes, it is a special training in the lottery. It is not nearby, it is a bit far away..."

"It's not a hospital suit! It's a special training suit. Pale face? No, no! The light is too bright here. Who is screaming? Oh, it's someone laughing. He's telling him a joke in the room... No, no stupid..."

Zoe was a little suspicious, and ultimately, trusting Wu Jin and the tuition fees of the expensive floating base had the upper hand: "Okay, don't play with the fool. After playing for a long time, you will become like Caesar. By the way, Caesar, will he be with you too?"

Wu Jin was stunned.

In the room, Hongmao was reporting to her brother: "Little Wu looks bad, she doesn't laugh!"

"Ah, take care of Xiao Wu? I know, I'm not sure..."

"Take him out for a walk? Okay, what? Take him away who downstairs by the way, don't let him appear at the base again?"

The opposite side hung up the communication, Wu Jin pushed the door and entered: "The last time I answered the questionnaire, are other students with extraverted E here--"

Wu Jin followed the red-haired gaze and looked out the window.

Caesar, wearing a white mask, was strong and directing several extraverted E-students to protest at the door of the law enforcement officer's office.

"Where is the agreed special training easter egg activity?"

"Where is the one who promised to send the students to the moat of the floating city to see the big yellow duck?!"

"We want big yellow duck-"

"We want to meet other students--"

Wu Jin's eyebrows hopped and he quickly went downstairs to drag Caesar away.

Red-haired pony fan hit Caesar's shoulder with a big hand: "Brother!!"

Caesar's eyes widened: "Damn, brother!! Why are you here too! I was still wondering if they stole the little witch and were about to ask them out with public opinion, but they didn't expect that they stole you! - Even you stole, what's the point!"

The staff on the side had a headache and wanted to slap Caesar when he saw that he was about to leave and celebrating: "Okay, okay, take the person away quickly. He is so chaotic everywhere! He also raised his arms everywhere and instigated people to protest - if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he will be the emperor on the spot!"

Caesar gave the red-haired bear hug and took Wu Jin with a big thorn: "Let's go, I'll take you back!"

Wu Jin squeezed half of his head out of Caesar's biceps: "Brother Caesar, wait..."

He was about to find a reason to refuse, but suddenly he received a text message from Researcher Song.

"Don't worry, Brother Wei woke up only after a day. He went back to see for two days, and it would be better to be isolated and treated."

Floating City Training Base.

The return of the two was warmly welcomed by Zoe Wenlin, and the sniper and assistant gave Wu Jin a warm hug, and then greeted Closson's classmate Mao Okra.

Caesar: "Damn, am I transparent?"
To be continued...