Chapter 2, The Fool Who Believes Everything

The television is playing a certain singing competition show, but the sound has been muted. Among the patients, there is a somewhat famous "Best Actor" who is currently imitating one of the judges on the screen, occasionally provoking light laughter from the surrounding patients. The patients here can still be considered relatively normal. For instance, the "Best Actor" appears to have the intelligence and logic of an ordinary person. Aside from his insistence that he is an actor and that those around him are here for casting, there is nothing particularly unusual about him. For instance, the "Best Actor" appears to have the intelligence and logic of an ordinary person. Aside from his insistence that he is an actor and that those around him are here for casting, there is nothing particularly unusual about him.

Zhang Dadao spat out a ring of smoke, ignoring the admiring gaze of the person beside him who had borrowed his cigarette butt. He gestured with the two cigarette butts in his hand, comparing their lengths, and stuffed the shorter one into the other person's mouth. The bespectacled man, a depression patient, did not speak but merely nodded, occasionally glancing at the newspaper in his hand. Zhang Dadao then continued, "Have you thought about what to do after you go out?"

Zhang Dadao said, "Shouldn't this prevent me from coming into contact with him? If he goes out and believes in the teachings of the Celestial Master again, who will be responsible when he comes back in? There are indeed many fraudulent practices in this world that masquerade as Daoism."

Zhang Dadao shook his head, displaying an expression of disdain as if he were above such matters. After taking a few steps forward, he said: "I heard that the little mole and the little pencil are about to be discharged from the hospital. I will go up and take a look at them; I have yet to learn the skill of their innate spiritual vision!"

Zhang Dadao shook his head, said nothing, and turned to leave. The slightly agitated expression he had before transformed into a weary face with lifeless eyes, and this sudden change in expression appeared extremely neurotic, with his gaze fluctuating unpredictably. Su Jinjing hurriedly grabbed him and pressed, "Tell me! How did you know that patient would have an issue? Can you really predict these things? Do you really think our hospital has a problem with romantic entanglements?"

Zhang Dadao laughed and said, "Isn't this just science? This person is quite thoughtful and sensitive. With such a grand name, he always feels the need to achieve something significant, which puts a lot of psychological pressure on him. Changing his name serves as a form of psychological suggestion. The old man Jiang from the last psychological clinic was just talking nonsense like this!" As soon as Zhang Dadao finished speaking, the serious-looking fellow immediately transformed into a figure full of admiration.

Zhang Dadao saw that the young man still had some doubts, and he did not persuade him further. He waved his hand and headed towards the door. Upon reaching the entrance, he encountered the old man Han leaning against the wall. The old man Han smiled and said, "Is Zheng going to be discharged from the hospital?"

The young man nodded and said, "I haven't heard any chaotic noises recently; since the disturbances stopped, I've been sleeping quite well at night!"

Old man Han smiled enigmatically and said, "In this hospital, I can see whatever I wish to see and know whatever I wish to know"

Zhang Dadao shook his head and said, "With such a light fate, the name is too grand to bear. Go back and find a master to calculate it, and change it if necessary! Zheng Yu is simply Zhen Yu! The universe itself must tremble; you should at least be named Jin Zheng or something similar!"

A young person said: "The mining safety data model, I was confused when they detonated explosives during the practice!"

Zhang Dadao was taken aback, touched his head, and suddenly revealed an exceptionally pure smile, saying brightly, "I am mentally ill, do you really believe it!" After saying this, he instantly put on a weary expression with dead fish eyes, let out a faint sigh, and left Dr. Su, who was left in a state of confusion, and went back into the activity room

Old man Han nodded and said: "He believes in everything. The first time he came in, you weren't here! At that time, he believed in Falun Gong, stayed for a while, and then left. A few years later, he came back believing in 2012! He sold his house saying he wanted to build a big ship. As a result, when 2012 came, nothing happened, and he got better and left the hospital. Now he believes in that American Scientology. Just a confused fool, no other illness, purely foolish!"

Zhang Dadao, looking weary, entered the activity room, a place designated for hospitalized patients to engage in activities. Only patients whose conditions are not severe and pose no danger are arranged to be here, allowing for the observation of their behavioral patterns. At this moment, there are about ten people in the activity room; a few are gathered in front of the high-mounted television, while others are huddled together playing poker. The remaining individuals are either staring blankly or reading newspapers and books provided by the hospital. Only patients whose conditions are not severe and pose no danger are arranged to be here, allowing for the observation of their behavioral patterns. At this moment, there are about ten people in the activity room; a few are gathered in front of the high-mounted television, while others are huddled together playing poker. The remaining individuals are either staring blankly or reading newspapers and books provided by the hospital

Zhang Dadao did not know where he had pulled out a half-burnt cigarette butt. He waved at a nearby guy who was in a daze. When the other person leaned over, he took the cigarette from his mouth, took a few puffs from the cigarette butt, and lit up half a cigarette. He then said: "This is what depression is like. If discovered early, it can still be treated. Your main issue is organic auditory hallucinations leading to insomnia, and insomnia causing depression. Once you recover, make sure to leave quickly; this is hardly a good place."

Old man Han glanced at Zhang Dadao and said, "Aren't you...?"

Zhang Dadao waved his hand, did not answer his question, and simply said: "Calling so familiarly? Wasn't it said that you are not allowed to have contact with the patients?"

Zhang Dadao scoffed dismissively and pointed at the guy who had tried to follow him out but was entangled by others, saying, "That guy who has been in and out of prison three times, do you think you can handle him?"

At the corner, Dr. Su leaned against the wall with a pale face, making a checkmark on the record with the pen in hand. He then drew a large question mark beside it

Zhang Dadao glanced a few times and then pointed his chin towards the bookshelf. In front of Zhang Dadao, a young man who was looking at advertisements in a newspaper put it down, revealing his bespectacled eyes, staring at him without blinking. Leaning against the bookshelf, Zhang Dadao said to him: "You should be able to be discharged from the hospital soon, right?"

The young man nodded and said, "Shall we continue with university? It has been half a year since I suspended my studies, so I will probably have to repeat a year when I return. Fortunately, my student status has been retained."

A hint of doubt appeared in the young man's eyes, and the guy who had his cigarette snatched by Zhang Dadao also snapped out of his daze. With a serious expression, he interjected, "This is feudal superstition; we should believe in science"

Dr. Su's face twitched, suddenly feeling a sense of being mocked. At that moment, Dr. Chen awkwardly walked over from the direction of the elevator, his glasses askew, his white coat wrinkled, with several dark handprints on it. Upon seeing Dr. Chen, Su Jinjin quickly raised his hand to greet him, but Dr. Chen hurriedly walked past him as if he hadn't seen him. Su Jinjin awkwardly shook his hand, just about to follow Dr. Chen, but was nearly amused to laughter by the black footprints on his backside. Upon seeing Dr. Chen, Su Jinjin quickly raised his hand to greet him, but Dr. Chen hurriedly walked past him as if he hadn't seen him. Su Jinjin awkwardly shook his hand, just about to follow Dr. Chen, but was nearly amused to laughter by the black footprints on his backside.

Zhang Dadao rolled his eyes, scratched his scalp a few times, causing a flurry of dandruff to fall, and asked somewhat perplexedly: "What are you studying again?"

The young man helplessly extended a finger and wrote two characters on the nearby table: "Zheng Yu"

Zhang Dadao turned around and found that he did not know when Old Man Han had already vanished without a trace. Shaking his head, he left behind a remark, "As elusive as a ghost!" and headed towards the elevator.

Zhang Dadao murmured two sentences, causing Dr. Su Jinjing's face to turn somewhat pale, and she quickly asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Zhang Dadao sighed and said, "Your fate is too light, and your spirit has been startled! A few of your three souls and seven spirits have escaped, but fortunately, you managed to retrieve them yourself; otherwise, it would have been troublesome! You should go back and change your name! What was it you were called again?"