I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

Chapter 159

"Prompt that the host has died, the rebirth system has been activated, and resurrection has begun. The time was 24 hours ago. .biquge"

Name Du Wensen

level lv7

force 43

Physique 41

Agile 43

Intelligence 48

Du Wensen sat up from the bed with a pale face and picked up a cigarette from the bedside.

One cigarette after another, the room was filled with smoke.

Under the moonlight outside the window, his crazy smiling face was as scary as a devil.

"One look can destroy everything. With such a powerful soul, this world is really full of surprises!"

24 hours later, Du Wensen and others came to the underground laboratory again. Except that Andrew was refused participation by him, everything else remained unchanged.

After entering the dreamland, it was exactly the same as last time, but this time there was an unexpected scene.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find Bruce's soul again, not even trying to enter his dream.

failure!

After everyone woke up, Dom Cobb had to make an announcement.

"He failed!"

Only Du Wensen knows the reason, it is the soul, no, it is the reason of the collection of billions of consciousnesses.

In other words, is the other party powerful enough to control the timeline?

You really pissed off a big guy!

A few minutes later, everyone returned to the living room. As for the missing "Dream Builder" Adrian, his assistant Arthur, and Dom Cobb did not ask any more questions.

Du Wensen said in his dream that no one needs to worry about the real world!

"Sorry, Mr. Du, I don't understand why it failed. I will return the reward to you!" Dom Cobb said dejectedly.

"Pretender" Eames moved his mouth and seemed a little reluctant. After all, this was five million, and now only two people were left to share it, but it was a lot of money.

Du Wensen has no intention of caring about this now.

Shaking his head, "No, Mr. Daum, no doctor has ever refunded the medical fee because he failed to save the patient."

Du Wensen's eyes have been fixed on Bruce. He didn't care about the former Bruce at all. In his heart, he was just a more powerful mutant.

But now that he's interested in Bruce, it's clear there's a big secret.

Dom Cobb and Eames were still in the excitement. Not only did Vincent Du not blame them, he also refused to refund the money. Is there such a good thing in the world? Taking it for nothing made them even have some uneasy consciences.

"Mr. Du, I have decided to stay temporarily and will not leave until Mr. Bruce is completely treated. Is that okay?" Dom Cobb said.

"No problem, there are a lot of rooms here!"

Du Wensen was still looking at Bruce.

Bruce moved his body, looked at Betty next to him, and said, "Mr. Du, thank you for doing so much for us. I have thought clearly. In order not to cause you trouble, we will leave here tonight." .”

Du Wensen smiled slightly.

"There's no problem. I told you that you can leave at any time if you want to!"

Bruce and Betty immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In just these few days, they and Du Wensen felt a lot of pressure. They always felt that something bad would happen if they continued to stay here. They were worried that they would be rejected if they left, but they didn't expect that they would. So smooth.

"but!"

Du Wensen showed his gleaming teeth, waved and said, "Andrew, since Mr. Bruce is leaving, let him settle the accounts for the past few days."

"Bill, what bill?" Bruce felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

After a while, Andrew handed over a newly printed bill.

After Bruce took it, he glanced at it and his face almost turned green.

"Laboratory damage fee 600 million"

"Treatment fee 600 million"

Behind these two black and bold fees, there are various fees written in detail, which add up to a total of 1300 million US dollars.

Bruce looked up, questioning eyes.

"If you have any questions about these costs, I can help you hire a professional to conduct an evaluation. Of course, you have to pay for the hiring costs in the end." Du Wensen said.

Bruce was speechless. He was the one who destroyed the underground laboratory. The treatment fee cost them five million to hire these people, so there was nothing to say. Du Wensen just said that it does not mean he was not cured. , he doesn’t have to pay. No hospital in the world has this principle.

It can be said that even if he goes to court, he will have to pay the bill in full.

But, but, the most important thing is that he, Bruce, has no money!

1300 US dollars, he will never be able to repay it in his lifetime, no, in several lifetimes.

"Mr. Du, I will definitely find a way to pay you back the money. I really don't want to escape, but if I continue to stay with you, I'm afraid it will cause you a lot of trouble!" Bruce explained.

"You don't have to worry about that. Unless someone is willing to pay the 1300 million US dollars for you, no one can take you away from me!" Du Wensen sneered.

Bruce shrank his neck. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into a pit, and it was so deep that he would rarely climb out of it in his life.

He looked at Betty, who had a gentle face next to him.

"Sorry, we can only stay here for now!"

The next day, Andrew began to arrange for two people to work, Bruce was responsible for all chores in the yard, and Betty managed things in the house.

These two free and reliable labor forces do not need to be paid for nothing.

Over the past few days, the two of them resisted from the beginning, and slowly, gradually, their hearts changed very quickly.

It seems that staying here is very good?

Although they are the only two working in the entire mental hospital, there is not much to do, and no one cares about how much work they do. Even if they do nothing and go out to play all day long, Du Wensen will not care about them.

At noon that day, Betty and Bruce, who had just had lunch, were sitting on the sofa, watching the news.

"I fell in love with the life here. If I could live like this for the rest of my life, I would be willing to do so!" Betty said with satisfaction.

Bruce looked at Vincent Du, who was sleeping motionless on the sofa over there, and whispered, "Shh, keep it down, Mr. Du is sleeping."

"He won't wake you up!" Betty lowered her voice and said, "Dear, do you like it here?"

"Professional chefs prepare the best food every day. You can make whatever you want. If you need anything, just ask and someone will bring it to you. You don't have to worry about anyone coming to trouble us." Bruce said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid everyone is willing to be Mr. Du. debtor!"

"Yes! I never thought that a life of debt could be so wonderful!" Betty sighed.

Bruce nodded in agreement!

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