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Zhao Quan was really convinced. Ren Xiaojuann's so-called famous screenwriter was just a mental illness?    

    

When he raised this question, Ren Xiaojuann shook her head. "No, I told you. He was just experiencing life. He had written many famous books before..."    

    

Ren Xiaojuann then gave a few examples and even took out her phone to search for the Encyclopedia on the Internet.    

    

Zhao Quan looked at it. Oh my God, this person is really amazing!    

    

If this was in the ancient world, it would definitely be able to change the four great works to the five great works.    

    

People who were willing to experience life like this were truly rare. There were probably not many people in the world who were willing to do so, right?    

    

Especially when he heard from Ren Xiaojuann that this person had already experienced life in the mental hospital for four to five years, he could not help but sigh involuntarily, "This person can't really become a mental patient, right?"    

    

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you read the Encyclopedia just now?"    

    

Ren Xiaojuann ignored Zhao Quan and chased after the Watermelon Tree deity.    

    

Zhao Quan didn't dare to delay. He locked the car door and quickly followed.    

    

After they finally caught up, Ren Xiaojuann stopped the doctor and greeted the Watermelon Tree deity.    

    

"Old Zhang, it's me, I'm Little Ren."    

    

The doctor became anxious. "Which department is this? Why is there another one? Elder? Little Ren? Can you let me do whatever I want? Quick, quick, quick. Let's bring him back to the ward as well. The management of our hospital has been getting worse and worse recently. "    

    

Seeing that a male doctor rushed forward, Ren Xiaojuann also became anxious." I'm not a mental patient. I am not! "    

    

The doctor nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes. Since it's like this, let's treat it..."    

    

If not for Zhao Quan's presence today, perhaps there would not be a film queen like Ren Xiaojuann in the Pugilistic World in the future.    

    

After his identity was confirmed, the doctor apologized sincerely again and again.    

    

Ren Xiaojuann tidied up her panicked mood and then looked at the Watermelon Tree deity. "Old Zhang, I'm Ren Xiaojuann. What's wrong with you?"    

    

Under Ren Xiaojuann's continuous calls, the Watermelon Tree Immortal's originally unfocused eyes finally regained its luster.    

    

"Hey, bold vixen, you still want to confuse my master and eat my, Old Sun's sole!"    

    

Not only was the Watermelon Tree Great Immortal just saying it, he even took off the pink slippers with the robot cat printed on them and was about to hit Ren Xiaojuann.    

    

If it wasn't for the doctor's quick delay and Zhao Quan's timely protection, Ren Xiaojuann's face would have been swollen by the slipper at this moment.    

    

Looking at the watermelon tree deity who was forcefully taken away, Ren Xiaojuann was dumbfounded. "That shouldn't be the case. He wasn't like this before. How could he be like this?"    

    

While muttering, Ren Xiaojuann chased after him without giving up and then stopped one of the doctors.    

    

Under her questioning, the doctor said the truth, "He was indeed a screenwriter in the past. He came here to experience life. We all know him and quite admire him. But later on, when his family went out, they met with an accident. "So he couldn't take that blow and became like this. His spirit is sometimes good and sometimes bad."    

    

Before this, he was able to wake up every week. Three or five times, " But now, I can't even wake up once a month. I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up again in the future. "    

    

After the doctor left, Ren Xiaojuann came to a realization. It turned out that she had encountered a major change.    

    

No wonder. No wonder a good screenwriter suddenly became like this.    

    

Turning her head, Ren Xiaojuann looked at Zhao Quan with eyes full of shame. "Xiao Quan, I'm sorry. I didn't know it would be like this."    

    

Zhao Quan, however, expressed that it didn't matter. "Let's go and take a look. It doesn't matter if we have a book or not. Just treat it as an old friend and take care of him. His family has passed away, and now he's all alone. I'm afraid he doesn't even have the hospitalization fees."    

    

"Otherwise, the hospital can't be so lax with his management. Let him leave!"    

    

It was no longer important whether he had a book or not. The key was that no one would believe that a mental patient could come up with a good script.    

    

Ren Xiaojuann also understood this point, which was why she had a good impression of Zhao Quan's actions.    

    

The two of them went into the hospital side by side. From time to time, there would be people slaying demons and eradicating demons along the way, and there would also be people who would turn into big tigers.    

    

The most terrifying ones were those who stood at the side and did not move at all. They only bared their teeth and laughed strangely. They were so terrifying that they looked like ghosts.    

    

Ren Xiaojuann felt especially afraid, so she subconsciously hugged Zhao Quan's arm tightly.    

    

Standing outside the treatment room, Zhao Quan and Ren Xiaojuann looked at the Watermelon Tree Immortal who had been sedated. Their hearts were filled with an indescribable feeling.    

    

At this moment, no one was thinking about the problem with the notebook. It was just that it was not easy for a person's life to be so miserable.    

    

Suddenly, Ren Xiaojuann raised the topic. "Let's find someone to write a biographies for Mr. Zhang. They have both a chronological and story-like nature. Add some artistic processing to it, and it will involve the level of human nature. "Moreover, the matter of the elders itself is full of unexpected turning points."    

    

Zhao Quan's eyes lit up, but then they dimmed down.    

    

"Unfortunately, the Golden Immortal Award isn't something that our people can decide. They don't want these things. They want the pity of all living things from the perspective of God."    

    

"We can find someone to write this book. We can keep it in our company for later!"    

    

Ren Xiaojuann replied. She also felt it for a moment and neglected that the good book this time was going to get the Golden Award.    

    

While the two of them were talking, the doctor in the room walked out and his eyes were filled with surprise.    

    

"You two really did it again. Old Zhang just woke up. You two should go in now!"    

    

This was an unexpected surprise. No one thought that the Watermelon Immortal would shed his immortal fetus and turn into Old Zhang. They didn't expect him to come back, especially when Zhao Quan and Ren Xiaojuann were there.    

    

The two of them quickly entered the room. After that, Old Zhang greeted Ren Xiaojuann, "Little Ren."    

    

Ren Xiaojuann quickly stepped forward and held Old Zhang's hands, "Old Zhang."    

    

"Sigh!    

    

Old Zhang seemed to have a lot of things he wanted to say, but in the end, it condensed into a deep sigh.    

    

"The book is finished. I was afraid that I would destroy it, so I sent it to the house I bought earlier. Originally, that house was left for me to give my lover a surprise on our wedding anniversary, but in the end... "    

    

Old Zhang cried like a baby leaving his mother's side, making people feel pity for him.    

    

However, after a few minutes, he suddenly laughed. "Watermelon Tree Immortal, Demon Subduing!"