novel-bin Chapter 62: Men Nan's Dream Was a Little Crowded
Chapter 62: Men Nan's Dream Was a Little Crowded
Men Nan huddled alone in bed.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Of course, this is just Men Nan's alternate personality. If this guy were to reveal his primary personality, he would at least be considered a red-clad being.
In this small room, there were four red-clad creatures...
In a sense, the ghost in Men Nan's dream was quite unlucky. If it had faced the four red-clad figures head-on, it would probably have been torn to pieces on the spot.
"Men Nan's condition is already very serious. The person in his dream will soon go into the bathroom, and no one knows what will happen then."
"It's so hard to fall asleep every time. We've had to adjust our medication more and more frequently. I'm at my wit's end, so I'm hoping you can help me."
"Please take this opportunity seriously."
Gao Ming said with a serious expression.
He is quite kind in private, but he has to be serious with Men Nan. This is the attitude that must be taken towards patients, and a quality that an elite psychologist must possess.
Of course, at this time, Chen Ge still thought Gao Ming was just a psychologist, at most a little famous and influential in Hanjiang City.
Zhang Ze, however, knew just how terrifying this unassuming psychologist truly was.
"I checked the corners of the room and didn't find anything suspicious, but the shampoo was almost used up, and there was only Men Nan's own hair on the washbasin."
"You can see that Men Nan's neck is tilted forward very much, and he always unconsciously rolls his eyelids upward, as if he sees something sitting on his neck. This could be a nerve reaction, or it could be..."
Chen Ge said.
Of course, I didn't say it to Gao Ming's face.
After preparing the medicine for Men Nan and comforting him to drink it, Gao Ming waited until Men Nan lay down on the bed and was sure he would fall asleep soon before returning to the corridor outside.
"I'm counting on you tonight. If Men Nan sleepwalks, self-harms, or does anything else dangerous, please stop him immediately and don't let him hurt himself."
"His symptoms are very similar to post-traumatic stress disorder, which may be related to his parents' past experience of being murdered..."
Gao Ming went on and on about a whole bunch of things.
Of course, he intentionally controlled the volume to avoid being heard by Men Nan in the bedroom. This was a way to protect the patient, allowing only Zhang Ze and Chen Ge to hear clearly.
Chen Ge listened very attentively.
They even analyzed the cause of the illness together with Gao Ming.
As for Zhang Ze...
Who cares about this or that? What's there to be afraid of if a ghost is haunting us? Someone died in room 303 on the third floor of Haiming Apartment, so just treat it as a ghost. It's not like we can't beat it.
It was around this time that Dr. Gao began to notice Chen Ge.
In addition, Men Nan's situation is special.
This made the whole process seem somewhat strange.
Just like four big shots in red working together to put on a show, the real ghosts aren't as dangerous.
"Actually, I think we should discuss it with the landlord..."
"The original owner of this apartment was Wang Haiming, and their son, Wang Shenglong, once stayed in the third ward..."
"Later, a suicide occurred..."
For the first time, Zhang Ze felt that time was passing so slowly.
That's right.
It seems that under normal circumstances, Chen Ge did not come to accompany Men Nan on the first night, but on the second day, and a lot of things happened during that time.
It was likely Zhang Ze's appearance that led the two to arrive at Men Nan's rented apartment ahead of time, meaning that much of the information about the illness could only be conveyed to Chen Ge by Dr. Gao.
Zhang Ze was speechless.
I will no longer waste time with Gao Ming and Chen Ge.
Instead, they went into Men Nan's bedroom.
"Crunch~"
The bedroom door was pushed open, making a strange sound.
Zhang Ze thought Men Nan was asleep, but when he entered, he found that Men Nan had opened her eyes and was staring at him, as if she had been woken up by the noise.
"Sorry, I've come at a bad time."
Zhang Ze immediately prepared to leave.
"etc."
"I'm scared."
Men Nan grabbed Zhang Ze's hand. "I'm afraid to fall asleep. I'm afraid that the person in my dreams will keep getting closer to me. If this continues, he will definitely come to my side."
"But I'm going crazy if I don't go to sleep. Please, you have to protect me. Whether I'm sleepwalking or something else, please help me..."
Men Nan said, almost pleadingly.
Zhang Ze patted Men Nan's head. "Don't worry, I'm here. You can sleep soundly."
"I am a top-tier demon king. If that thing in your dream dares to come within a meter of you, it's considered a bomb. Just wait and see how I deal with it."
"Really?" Men Nan felt a little safer and looked at Zhang Ze very weakly, like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline. Zhang Ze couldn't help but sigh at this look.
after awhile.
There was another sound of a door opening and closing outside.
Clearly, Chen Ge went to conduct on-site investigations again.
After seeing Gao Ming off, Chen Ge began to inquire about the paranormal events that had occurred at Haiming Apartment, interviewing the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, the landlord, and even taking a look at room 304 next door.
He will certainly find clues there.
However, compared to these...
Zhang Ze didn't care.
With Zhang Ze by her side, Men Nan gradually fell asleep, her hands tightly gripping Zhang Ze's arm, and even in her deep sleep, she did not let go.
One minute.
Two minutes.
three minutes……
Men Nan was dreaming.
Almost at the same time, Men Nan suddenly sat up in bed.
Like a sleepwalker, I had to get out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash my hair.
However, Zhang Ze was prepared and held Men Nan down.
at the same time.
In Men Nan's dream.
Inside the bathroom, Men Nan, as usual, put her head under the faucet, squeezed out shampoo, rubbed her hair, and then felt the cold tap water hitting her head.
He was washing his hair.
He was still washing his hair.
He had lost count of how many times he had washed his hair!
This is a real nightmare that has been plaguing me for the past three weeks.
He tried to break free, but in his dream, his body was out of control, like a programmed robot, repeating the action of washing his hair. At most, he could only control his vision.
Fear seeped into his blood like poison.
He washed his hair uncontrollably.
shampoo.
shampoo……
"Help!!"
Out of the corner of her eye, Men Nan saw the figure appear in the bathroom, right behind her.
It was a tall, slender male figure, not human-shaped, like a monkey, with arms that were outrageously long. Even more terrifying was that his face looked like it had been pieced together, with two different faces.
ghost! !
It's a ghost!!
Men Nan was terrified.
This is it, the ghost is already behind him, and he can already foresee his fate of being strangled to death. He has nowhere to escape.
"hehe……"
The figure let out a strange laugh.
Both hands were already on Men Nan's neck.
Just then, Men Nan suddenly felt the strength of the hand on her neck disappear. Not only that, but there was another, completely unfamiliar knocking sound coming from outside the bathroom.
The laughter abruptly stopped as the figure turned to look at the bathroom door.
There were two people standing outside the door.
One big and one small.
They are Zhang Ze and a boy with burns on his skin.
"Hello, you who likes to invade other people's dreams."