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"Divine Doctor Song, this is the concentration room. All the patients with difficult and complicated diseases collected from each branch this month are here.

Everything has been arranged according to the rules.

These are records. "

The dean and others who were responsible for leading the way turned around and said respectfully, and handed a record file to Song Bing.

Several people in charge looked at Song Bing meaningfully.

Obviously he didn't expect Song Bing to come so soon.

Well, it turns out to be Dr. Song, a master of time management.

"You guys wait for me outside first."

Song Bing took the file, pushed the door open, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

It's a pity that Song Bing doesn't have the ability to pry into his heart. If he did, he would probably be laughed at by this group of people.

I can compete with the aunts in the village.

The clean and tidy centralized room looks like a morgue.

Each patient was injected with drugs and knocked unconscious, then stripped naked and lay down on the hospital bed, covered by a white cloth.

The only difference is that the head is not covered.

It is exactly the same as the research institute at the headquarters of Daai Group.

After a quick glance, Song Bing nodded with satisfaction.

Good work ability.

There are just a few people.

At first glance, there were only more than two hundred people.

There are even fewer animals in another research institute, only about a hundred animals.

And there are mostly fish.

But it’s understandable.

Song Bing didn't waste time, nor did he open the Taboo Eyes to explore them one by one, and started to absorb them directly.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

Add up a little and make a big thing, this is a truth that all children understand.

Touch and absorb all the way to the end, no surprises, it's all level one, and almost half of it is repetitive.

A total of 112 merit points were obtained.

This inevitably made Song Bing a little disappointed.

He turned his head casually and came to the last patient in the corner.

Without even looking, Song Bing was about to reach out and touch it skillfully.

The next second it stopped in mid-air.

Song Bing's eyes also focused on the face of the woman in the hospital bed for the first time.

This is a quiet and beautiful woman with perfect facial features, skin as white as snow, and a beautiful tear mole at the corner of her eye.

She lay here quietly, with her long, straight black hair spread out, like the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale.

Beautiful and touching.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, the woman in front of him is exactly the same as the woman with level three genius disease that he absorbed when he was at the headquarters.

They look exactly the same.

The temperament is exactly the same.

Frowning slightly, Song Bing picked up the identity tag hanging at the woman's feet.

[Name: Park Ji-hye.

Age: 24 years old.

Nationality: Obama.

Comprehensive diagnostic disorder: rare split personality.

Common manifestations of the disorder: mania and autism.

...]

The names are exactly the same.

The same goes for nationality.

Even the disease is the same.

Song Bing's heart moved slightly, and his memories seemed to overlap.

The scene in front of me perfectly overlapped with the scene in the past.

He couldn't remember wrongly. The woman with the genius disease in the past was named Park Ji Ji.

After he cured the other party, the other party disappeared strangely like a ghost.

Now, a familiar scene appeared in front of him for the second time as if it was repeated?

Is this a coincidence?

No, one thing is absolutely untrue.

That is, he had already absorbed the other party's genius disease.

Song Bing immediately became vigilant and opened the forbidden pupil.

Looking at each other again, the hazy feeling reappeared like before.

With his heart trembling slightly, Song Bing decisively raised his hand and touched the woman.

The touch of cold, tender skin was like a tide, so familiar.

Constantly stimulating Song Bing's memory.

What made Song Bing's heart tremble even more was that the membrane he had pierced in the past reappeared.

Wrap the woman again.

It's as if Song Bing has never been exposed.

Everything was like going back in time and back to that day.

Song Bing was in a daze for a moment, even doubting all this.

Do you suspect that everything you did before was fake?

The entire room was also in a strangely quiet state at this moment.

[Ding~ A high-risk psychotic entity has been detected, the level is unknown, please be careful, host! 】

At this moment, the sound of the system sounded like an echo, instantly bringing Song Bing back to his senses.

Song Bing's eyes suddenly condensed, he retracted his hand decisively, and took several steps back.

"Get up! Stop pretending."

Song Bing's eyes were fixed on this woman, and his cold voice broke the quiet and strange hypnotic atmosphere.

It lasted for several seconds. Park Ji-hye, who was lying quietly on the hospital bed, finally opened her eyes and sat up.

The empty room fell into dead silence again.

Pu Zhizhi looked at Song Bing calmly, her beautiful face was so calm and peaceful.

Those beautiful eyes that were like a deep spring were without any ripples.

The whole person seemed to have no emotion, any joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

Song Bing's pupils narrowed and he stared at this woman.

This woman sat up calmly.

The moment he looked into each other's beautiful eyes like a deep spring, he actually had the illusion of sinking deeply.

Song Bing instantly opened the Forbidden Eyes to offset this terrible feeling.

Seeing that Song Bing could keep looking at him, a ripple finally appeared in the depths of Pu Zhizhi's originally unruffled beautiful eyes.

"Who are you anyway?"

Song Bing frowned and asked.

At this moment, he has determined that the woman in front of him is the Oppa woman who he absorbed and healed in the past... Park Ji Ji.

As for why it disappeared inexplicably in the first place, it strangely reappeared in the same scene at this moment.

He also recovered from his original symptoms.

Song Bing also wanted to know.

[System testing shows that this patient may be a high-level rare mental illness, and it has not yet completely merged with the patient to become a disease.

Therefore, it is very possible that he only showed some kind of mental disorder reaching level three at the beginning.

In other words, the host may have simply absorbed a 'mental personality' disorder exhibited by this patient.

The mental body has the ability to heal itself. After being not completely absorbed by the host, it will automatically recover from the disease.

It is also possible that another third-level mental personality disorder has developed again...]

Just when Song Bing was filled with doubts, systematic speculation information finally emerged.

"Advanced mental body? Not fully integrated? Self-recovery?"

Song Bing's heart trembled and he was shocked by this information.

This was the first time he had heard of a high-level mental illness.

What is the psychotic body in human cognition?

Patients with various mental illnesses?

Or a genius with autism but extremely smart?

But these are clearly concepts of first-level psychosis.

And it’s very narrow-minded.

Now, the mental illness displayed by the woman in front of me is obviously no longer within the scope of human cognition.

"So, what level is this girl at now?"

Song Bing asked in his mind.

This is what he cares about most.

[Affected by the environment, this mental virus and the diseased body cannot be completely integrated and manifested.

The current symptoms are grade three.

That's why the system cannot fully detect it.

However, according to system speculation, if this psychotic body is completely integrated successfully, it can be rated at least level four or above. 】

Song Bing's heart trembled slightly.

Level 4 or above?

At least 10,000 merits?

What is this concept.

At this moment, Song Bing couldn't help but think of a woman.

A woman who he had touched countless times had a similar situation happen to her.

……