At the moment, I am being treated at a hospital in Dalat to treat an old disease caused by amoeba while I was still in the forest. An attaché from Bình Xuyên came to visit me. He told me the latest developments in Saigon. When he left, he left me, in the manner that people still give fruit to the sick one kilo of opium. He also told me this is a fine opium resin, harvested in the wrong season. Swimming And into the ocean I go to lose my mind and find my soul poster. I hid the opium packet under the mattress, only to worry that the chief physician would find out because he would visit me often. In the end, I handed the packet of opium to a friend who owned the plantation and he distributed it to a production company in Da Lat. The problem that is stirring up public opinion is still a confused ambiguous opinion in the political world.