Chapter 11 "Writer"
Zhang Dadao was a little puzzled. This guy called "writer" seemed a little weird, calm and almost detached. He had seen many mentally ill people in the Seventh Hospital, and had also seen a few guys with similar temperaments. He immediately knew that this guy called "writer" must be a little weird.
Zhang Dadao listened to the writer and responded, "You just came yesterday? They call you 'writer'. Which website are you from?"
The "writer" seemed to laugh and replied, "'Writer'? Interesting, but not really. I'm not from that website. I'm just a civil servant who writes stuff when I have nothing to do. But it's not wrong to say that I'm a writer. To some extent, I am indeed a writer."
Zhang Dadao said happily: "This is inconsistent? Are you schizophrenic or have a split personality?"
The "writer" laughed and said, "Whatever I hope for is what it is?" The writer became more and more mysterious.
Zhang Dadao nodded and said, "I heard that the world is a novel you wrote, right? A man was discharged from the hospital a few days ago. He said he was God. Guess what happened to him? A truck ran over him and he died miserably!" Zhang Dadao imitated the Northeastern accent to emphasize his words.
The "writer's" voice became increasingly erratic, almost chanting: "I never said that. The psychiatrists here are very unprofessional. The patient's condition should not be disclosed. It's like the 'secrets in the confessional'."
Zhang Dadao didn't care and said, "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The priest is still looking at the cash register! Besides, we have an expert here. There is an old man who can find out everything."
"Old man?" The "writer"'s voice seemed to be smiling. "Just pretend that this person exists! But I have to make it clear that I only said that everything I wrote was written by myself. I didn't say that the world is my work."
"Isn't this the same?" Zhang Dadao interrupted, "If you are so powerful, how could you get in here like this?"
The "writer" said: "Because I wrote that I would come in. I committed suicide at home just to come in here! I knew I would be rescued. I never thought about dying. This is just to find a reason for the character's psychological transformation."
Zhang Dadao was stunned, thinking: "Can you play it like this? Is this taking the result as the cause or is it really knowing the result and acting on the cause? This guy is really sick!"
After a pause, Zhang Dadao asked carefully, "'Writer', aren't you afraid that your wife will run away if you come in? Are you married?"
The "writer" laughed and said, "I'm married, but I won't run away. I've written it! I know when I can get out!"
"Then you knew I came to find you?" Zhang Dadao asked.
"I know." The "writer"'s voice was steady and confident.
Zhang Dadao was amused and said quickly, "You can also tell fortunes? King Wen or plum blossom? Tell me, why did I come to you? I can do this, but I can't tell fortunes so carefully!"
The "writer" paid no attention to Zhang Dadao's mysterious words, as if he had known it for a long time. His tone was very calm, and he said, "I don't know. You are not even a supporting role in the book. You are just a part of my experience, which was just mentioned briefly until you came to me. I am the protagonist, but you have seen that person write about everything from eating, drinking, defecating and urinating ? The time in the book is different from the real one. I have to stay honestly in the book, but reading a book is just a few words."
Zhang Dadao was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "This is meaningless, right? Aren't you still saying that this world is written in your book? So once you die, the world will be over? It's easy to destroy the world!"
The "writer" laughed and said, "Of course the world exists. When I die, only my books will end. The world will remain the same. It's just that readers can't see it. My books don't contain many things, but aren't those things still there?"
Zhang Dadao was speechless, confused by the twisting logic, but he was sure of one thing, this guy could not help him. Zhang Dadao shook his head and ignored the "writer". He was basically sure that this "writer" was a mental patient, and the danger level was not high. Probably a middle-aged man.
Zhang Dadao stopped talking, but the "writer" addiction was aroused, and he asked Zhang Dadao: "Anyway, I haven't written down the time I've been here, why don't you tell me what you want me to help you with?"
Zhang Dadao curled his lips and didn't want to pay any attention to this guy. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dadao didn't say anything, but the "writer" kept asking him questions. Zhang Dadao couldn't stand it and had to tell him his story.
The "writer" was amused when he heard this and said, "Zhang Hongmin is a news broadcaster? You want to collaborate with him in crosstalk? Aren't you afraid of starving to death?"
Zhang Dadao had a serious look on his face. Although the "writer" couldn't see it, he still looked serious and said, "How is it possible! The news broadcast is the funniest, much better than Deyun Club! Just tell me if it's possible or not? If not, your book is nonsense. You have a delusion, don't you know?"
Zhang Dadao used the method of provoking others, which is very useful for mentally ill people. For example, if you tell the "movie king" that his acting is not good and ask him to show his acting skills, he will go crazy immediately! According to Zhang Dadao, this guy is much funnier than the bears in the zoo.
After Zhang Dadao said this, the "writer" was silent. Just when Zhang Dadao thought he had "defeated" another mental patient, the "writer" suddenly said, "It's impossible to do it before May Day! My wife will come to see me on May Day, and I'll ask her to bring the manuscript, and I'll add a paragraph for you. I'm sure that Zhang won't be broadcasting the news in May!"
When Zhang Dadao heard this, he felt that this guy was just being stubborn, so he said without any sincerity: "Thank you!" Then he turned around and lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep without caring about any noise.
Three days later, on April 21, 2014, Zhang Dadao was released from the isolation room after being locked up for three days. During these three days, Zhang Dadao felt uncomfortable all over. He didn't talk to the "writer" and "movie king" next door, which was too boring. But he could talk to them, right? It was really annoying .
Zhang Dadao felt that although he was also diagnosed with mental illness, he was far inferior to these two guys with wild imaginations. They were the real crazy ones!
What's even more bizarre is that, perhaps because they are both involved in the literary and art circles, the "movie king" and the "writer" seemed to hit it off right away. After a while, they left Zhang Dadao and started chatting with each other enthusiastically. I don't know if it will be the same when they meet in person.
However, there was an isolation room between them, and Zhang Dadao had to come to transfer them frequently. At first, Zhang Dadao thought these two mental patients were quite interesting, but he soon got bored! If they continued to live like this, Zhang Dadao felt that he was either depressed or manic-depressed, and there was no other way out.
Fortunately, his quarantine period has finally ended. Compared to the "movie emperor" who has to stay for a few more days, Zhang Dadao is much luckier.
After leaving the ward, Zhang Dadao saw Luobo's smiling face and smiled. When he passed by the door of the "movie emperor", Zhang Dadao kicked the door hard as revenge. Before he could be happy, Luobo, who was taking him downstairs in the elevator, was so shocked that he almost fell down.
Luobo said with a sly smile: "Director Qi is back and is now in charge of the inpatient department! He just called you to go down to see him!"
