After calming down these days, Xiao Ling slowly realized that except for the strange phenomena that ordinary people cannot see, he was completely normal at other times. He felt that he did not need treatment at all. Unfortunately, no doctor would listen to him.

Zhou Kesheng did not answer Xiao Ling's question, but pulled a chair over and sat down in front of Xiao Ling.

Seeing Zhou Kesheng's appearance, Xiao Ling seemed to want to have a long talk with him, which made him frown slightly.

"I read the report on your condition in detail, saying that you have severe hysteria and have terrible hallucinations. Do you still have these hallucinations these days? For example, seeing something terrible?"

Xiao Ling hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I didn't see anything. I'm already normal and never had those hallucinations again."

Just kidding, if you answer according to the truth, I am afraid you will never think about going out.

Zhou Kesheng just stared at Xiao Ling, looking very carefully, as if he wanted to judge whether Xiao Ling's facial expression was lying.

This made Xiao Ling a little nervous, afraid that Zhou Kesheng would see that he was lying.

"Don't be nervous." Suddenly, Zhou Kesheng took a deep breath and said, "I know you don't have mental illness."

Xiao Ling was stunned.

Then, he came to his senses and almost thought he had heard it wrong, and stuttered: "Hospital...Director, do you say you... believe I'm not sick?"

Zhou Kesheng nodded with certainty and said, "Yes, you are not sick, you are not hysterical, I believe you."

Xiao Ling was so excited that he almost jumped up, his whole body was trembling, and he said tremblingly: "Director, then, I... can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Zhou Kesheng smiled and said, "Calm down first, I want to say something to you."

Xiao Ling took a breath and calmed himself down, and said busyly: "Director, please say, I will listen to you." He suddenly felt infinite favor for Zhou Kesheng in front of him, which was much better than those damn quack doctors.

Zhou Kesheng said: "You young people should always play with their mobile phones when they are fine."

Xiao Ling didn't expect that Zhou Kesheng suddenly talked about his cell phone, and he was a little confused. He thought to himself who doesn't play with his cell phone now? Not to mention us young people, even you can't leave your cell phone.

Think back to the fact that he has been in a car accident for more than a month and has hardly played with his cell phone. He is hospitalized here and does not allow him to play with his cell phone.

Although I didn't know what Zhou Kesheng said suddenly, Xiao Ling didn't dare to answer randomly. The decision on whether he could be discharged from the hospital was in the hands of the other party. He hurriedly nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I used to play with my mobile phone often, but fortunately, I don't think I'm a mobile phone control."

Zhou Kesheng said: "I remember that you can download a beauty camera on your mobile phone, which has various functions such as beauty, filters, face slimming, etc. I don't know if you have played it."

Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckled and said, "I know this. Many beautiful beauties in the videos are actually due to the beauty filter. Some real people are ugly. A friend I met before was that real people are not good-looking and have freckles on their faces, but the videos and photos taken are simply a big beauty."

While talking, he wondered why Zhou Kesheng was interested in this. Could it be that an old man like him also plays with a beauty camera? Even if he talks to me about this, why can he judge whether my spirit has been completely cured?

It was guessing that this might be Zhou Kesheng testing himself, but Xiao Ling was still very careful.

Zhou Kesheng said no, "Yes, the beauty camera has a very powerful function and can turn ugliness into beauty. The people we see in the video may not be what she really looks like in reality..."

After pausing, Zhou Kesheng continued: "Xiao Ling, do you know how the scene we humans see are generated?"

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment before saying, "The scene we saw should be the images collected by our eyes and then processed by the brain. Dean, is my answer accurate?"

Zhou Kesheng said: "Yes, the scenery we see is made by the brain processing the images collected by the eyes. So, let's assume that the human brain also has the same beauty and filter-like functions as mobile phones, which can handle the real scenes collected by our eyes similarly. Then... can we still be sure that the scene we see is real?"

Xiao Ling was a little confused when he heard this.

It’s not that he didn’t understand what Zhou Kesheng meant, but he just couldn’t understand what the meaning of his sudden guess was?

"Suppose all of our human brains have been added to the function of a beauty filter by some mysterious force, so what we see is actually filtered, allowing us to only see the scenery we want to see, and more things are filtered and hidden."

"If someone's brain is damaged at this time and just destroys the function of filtering and deception, the brain will no longer deceive us. At that time, what we see may be the real reality, a real world that is not hidden by the beauty filter."

"What people like this see is the real world."

"Such a person is also called a mental patient."

When Zhou Kesheng looked at Xiao Ling again, Xiao Ling was already stunned by the shock and stared at Zhou Kesheng tightly. The shock and fear in his heart could not be described in words.

What do Zhou Kesheng mean?

He wanted to say that the so-called normal humans are actually just blinded by the brain? The so-called normal world is just a false appearance presented by the human beings being deceived by the brain?

What hysterical patients in the eyes of the world see the real world?

He injured his brain because of a car accident. The part that was damaged was filtered in the brain? So, nothing he saw now was filtered, so he could see all kinds of strange and terrifying scenes, so he was regarded as a mentally ill by others.

After a long time, Xiao Ling took a breath and said sternly: "Director, you...you are joking. This joke... is not funny. I have really recovered. I haven't had any more hallucinations for so many days, and I have no hysterical thoughts. I...I just want to be discharged from the hospital now."

Zhou Kesheng looked at him, slowly showing a hint of pity in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, I promised you that you will definitely let you go out if you are discharged from the hospital, but after you go out, you must be careful and beware of everything at all times."

After getting Zhou Kesheng's guarantee again, Xiao Ling quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said strangely: "Why be careful? Who should I beware of?"

Zhou Kesheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked out the window, paused word by word, and said, "Beware of that pale big hand..."
Chapter completed!