Chapter 258 Extreme Guilt

Gungun was still a baby, as tall as a little Chow Chow. Mo Qiong held him in his arms, and Gungun immediately cuddled up against his chest with peace of mind.

Mo Qiong took Gungun to eat and drink at the base first, and Master Gou next to him looked envious.

There is no harm without comparison. Mr. Gou, who originally had no interest in pets because of Silly Roe Deer's cheating, suddenly developed a love for pets again.

Gou Ye couldn't bear it anymore, so he took Gungun away by force and let Gungun crawl on him. Then he was rolled over by Gungun, and he was dragged down without getting angry. He got up from the ground and was silly.

Although Gungun was very kind to Mr. Gou, Mr. Gou still loved him endlessly.

But for Mo Qiong, the trouble of not fostering also came, that is, he really couldn't afford it.

Whether it's dairy products or bamboo shoots, the General Affairs Department can provide them. He doesn't need to hire anyone, he can just buy them directly.

But even so, eating and drinking alone costs 200,000 US dollars a year, which is a gold-swallowing beast.

Just when Mo Qiong was considering whether to sell the Tafei stone or borrow it from You Xin, Gou Ye hugged Gungun and suddenly waved his hand: "I'm here!"

Mo Qiong was shocked and said in surprise: "Don't you have no money?"

"Sell some pill wood and you'll get the money in minutes." Mr. Gou said.

"It's inhumane... Do you have enough pill wood to save it?" Mo Qiong said.

"No." Gou Ye said.

"Uh... did they just grow a batch?" Mo Qiong said in shock.

"No, it will take another two months." Gou Ye said.

Mo Qiong said in astonishment: "This...are you a white wolf with nothing?"

"What are you talking about? This is called pre-selling! Danmu has a price but no market. Others will pay half of the deposit first and then deliver the goods after a period of time. There are many people willing to do it." Gou Ye said with a smile.

Mo Qiong said hurriedly: "If you hadn't told me earlier, I wouldn't have needed you. I would have sold it myself."

Seeing that he persisted, Master Gou didn't do anything more. He had a lot of food and other things, so he could give some of it to Mo Qiong, but the food supply was different. He had to buy the tender stems from the General Affairs Department honestly.

However, he still reminded: "Just sell one. You are a newcomer and you really need things like Danmu to enhance your life-saving ability. If you are too weak, you will hinder me in completing tasks. Don't sell what you grow in the future. eat by yourself!"

Mo Qiong smiled and listed a pill wood for sale on the intranet, saying that it was pre-sold in advance and would only be available after half a year.

There is no doubt that if you give money first and then get something half a year later, no members will buy it in the first place.

Only the peripheral personnel who are in need bid, but the particularly needed part of the peripheral personnel cannot wait for half a year, so they are not very enthusiastic about bidding.

Only those who are rich and don't need redwood urgently would choose to order it first.

Mo Qiong waited for half an hour before someone finally offered 10 million. The deal was concluded decisively, and Mo Qiong got five million.

After that, he worked for more than an hour and bought enough food for Gungun for a year, and placed him in his villa on Xu Island. The two scholars took turns taking care of him, and then he finished worrying.

"Your panda is still young. When you have free time, you should train it to listen to your instructions. Pandas are very smart and will be your partners when they grow older." Gou Ye said.

"I know, at least let it understand the instruction of rolling. As soon as it hears my command, it will roll immediately." Mo Qiong said.

Gou Ye nodded and said: "I have accepted an investigation mission in Qingdao. After completing it, you can move around freely for a while and go home for a visit."

"Thank you." Mo Qiong smiled.

"There's nothing to be thankful for. There's still some time now. I want to see an old friend." Gou Ye said.

Mo Qiong remembered that Gou Ye came to Canada, ostensibly to bring him pets, but actually he wanted to visit a friend.

"Okay, where?" Mo Qiong asked.

"Oakville Mental Hospital." Gou Ye said calmly.

"..." Mo Qiong was stunned. Going to visit a friend in a mental hospital?

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Oakville Mental Hospital is in a small town in Ontario.

This place is ostensibly a mental hospital, but is actually one of the medical insurance institutions under the Blue and White Society. It only accepts collapsed members or peripheral personnel.

There is no doubt that very few members actually break down due to excessive pressure, and even if they do, they will be cured.

Most of the people living here are mentally twisted commune members.

Either the mind was destroyed by the contained object, or it was contaminated by some abnormal psychological effect.

Many... are unsolvable.

Gou Ye's friend is a mentally twisted Beta member named Sneed, a white man.

"You're here again..." When the doctor saw Mr. Gou, he knew who he was coming to see and led him directly to a certain room.

Mo Qiong followed Gou Ye and walked into a ward. He could see that there was nothing in the room, which was completely different from the warm decorations in other rooms.

In the entire room, there was only one bed, a chandelier, a table and an untouched dinner plate on it.

Sneijder looked haggard and was kneeling in the corner, covering his face and whispering, not knowing what he was doing.

"Sneed, I'm here to see you." Gou Ye walked in and said.

Sneijder turned around and instinctively replied: "Dog thief..."

As he spoke, his pupils suddenly shrank, his expression was sad, his eyes showed pain, and he sobbed in a tone of great regret: "No, what did I do? I actually called you a thief... I deserve to die..."

Gou Ye's eyes dimmed, he walked over and knelt down to support Sneijder and said, "You are not wrong. I just called him a dog thief. There is nothing to feel guilty about."

Sneijder sobbed, and Gou Ye hurriedly took out paper to wipe his tears and nose.

As a result, this behavior once again made Sneijder collapse: "No! I soiled your paper! Oh my God!"

"No, no, you did a good job, Sneijder, have something to eat." Gou Ye said softly, then picked up a small piece of bread and handed it to his mouth.

And Nasneed was still madly saying that his breathing wasted the earth's oxygen, polluted Gou Ye's skin and so on.

Mr. Gou patiently appeased everyone one by one.

Mo Qiong, who was watching from the door, saw Master Gou being so patient for the first time, and his tone was rare and gentle. He was completely different from when Mo Qiong first met him.

"What kind of disease is this?" Mo Qiong asked softly outside the door.

The doctor glanced at Mo Qiong and replied: "Extreme guilt."

"Twisted mind?"

"Yes, no matter what he does, he will always have a painful and regretful feeling of guilt. Even a small daily thing like breathing and drinking water will make him feel that he has done something hugely wrong! The guilt and guilt involved It doesn't hurt his body, but it tortures his mind. Even if he doesn't do anything, the memories of his past will come back over and over again, torturing his heart." The doctor sighed.

Mo Qiong took a deep breath. This was equivalent to being tormented by guilt every moment. Even eating and drinking felt like something was wrong, not to mention that he was still a member of the club?

Have you ever killed anyone during a mission? Animals have always been killed, right? If you have experienced hundreds of battles, how painful would it be to be forced to feel guilty one after another? There is no peace at all!

"Didn't he even eat? What about breathing? Could he be suffocating himself to death on purpose?" Mo Qiong said.

The doctor said: "Breathing is okay, because he can only regret one thing that he feels guilty about at the same time, and the pain will be given to the one with the highest guilt. As a member of the commune, he has too many major things to regret, and he rarely suffers from breathing pain. It’s a waste of air and your attention will basically be diverted by something else.”

"When it comes to eating, most of the time we feed him normally, comforting him while feeding him. It makes no sense to adopt other eating methods to avoid his pain, because no matter what method, he can't avoid his inner torture. Even if forced anesthesia makes him When you fall asleep, you will also have nightmares, the kind of nightmares that carry huge sins.”

Mo Qiong sighed, Sneijder must have felt various kinds of guilt every moment.

Coax him to eat and then suffer. It is not much different from the forced injection of nutrients under anesthesia, followed by pain. The latter can be more painful.

"Living like this... is too..." Mo Qiong said softly, but he did not say that it would be better to die than to live like this.

But the doctor still heard it and said: "We have no right to deprive him of his life, and the society will not give up treatment. We have been trying our best to eliminate this effect."

Mo Qiong was silent and looked at Master Gou again. At this time, he finally persuaded Sneijder to take a bite of bread.

But seeing the bitten bread, Sneijder was even more horrified: "Ah! What have I done!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just bread." Master Gou advised.

But Sneijder still opened his mouth in pain, not daring to chew, and his hands were trembling in the air like claws, as if he was extremely crazy.

"I bit the bread and made such a big gap! It's mutilated! It's mutilated by my bite! Uh-huh..."

As he spoke, Sneijder burst into tears, as if he had done something that made people angry and could never forgive him for his wrongdoing.

The cry was filled with regret and despair, as if it was about to vomit out the soul.

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