Rules-based ghost talk game

The woman's voice was sharp and crazy.

Chen An fell into silence for a while.

He also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Very strange.

Everything that happens in this hospital feels so ordinary, yet so weird!

"Sorry, I can't tell you the answer to your question."

Chen An looked directly into the woman's eyes and said slowly.

This woman with an afro, skinny, yellowish skin, and freckles on her face was probably in despair.

Chen An's mood was strangely calm.

"Why didn't I fall into this despair and madness?"

Chen An whispered silently in his heart.

"She's here!"

"Got her!"

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps not far away, and two rather muscular security guards in black and blue security uniforms ran over.

One of them grabbed the woman's arm, one on each side, and then tied the rope around the woman's body.

Chen An silently climbed up from the ground and dusted himself off.

"Sorry for frightening you."

One of the guards looked at Chen An and said apologetically.

"It's okay." Chen An waved his hand and then asked: "Is she a patient? A mental illness?"

"Yes, the person who ran away from the inpatient department on the second floor was due to negligence on our part. Please forgive me."

Seeing the guard's sincere attitude, Chen An blinked.

Coincidentally, I also have to go to work in the inpatient department on the second floor.

Very strange!

Eh?

Chen An was suddenly shocked.

These few hours of my own, no, when did it start?

It seems like the word "very weird" has been repeated too many times.

Did you have this mantra before?

...

Chen An showed his intern certificate to the guard and explained his job. The guard naturally walked towards the second floor with Chen An.

"Brother, what do you call me?"

Chen An is getting close.

"My surname is Liu."

The guard's reaction was relatively calm, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Does this kind of thing often happen on the second floor of our hospital?"

Chen An pointed at the woman who was being held by two guards, wearing white clothes specially designed for restraining mental patients, and her mouth was gagged.

"It doesn't count... To be honest, I don't know very well."

The guard saw Chen An, and Chen An's status as an intern seemed to be somewhat familiar to him.

He just said a few more words.

"I just came to work not long ago. To be honest, I feel like this hospital is a bit strange."

The guard came closer to Chen An, his voice was weak, and he looked around cautiously.

"Ah? Really? I don't know. Today is my first day at work."

Chen An pretended to be surprised in a low voice.

The guard quickly lowered his head, glanced at the other guard, and spoke again.

"Little brother, I advise you to be mentally prepared. I have worked in other hospitals before, and I know a bit about hospitals...but I have never seen...an ordinary hospital with so many patients with mental illness.

"

"Um?"

"You'll find out when you get to the inpatient department later. Be mentally prepared. They actually keep ordinary patients and patients with mental illness together... tsk tsk..."

"Does this have any impact?"

"I don't understand either, but there seems to be cliques among the patients. I can't believe this situation. This is a hospital!"

The guard wanted to say something more, but another guard reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"Xiao Liu, don't talk nonsense. These are the rules and regulations of the hospital. Haven't you seen that many patients have been discharged recently?"

The guard's appearance was much more mature than that of Xiao Liu, his eyes were a little deeper, and his face had some wrinkles.

He looked at Chen An and said slowly: "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense. Which hospital does not treat mental patients like this? Our hospital's rules and regulations are the most reasonable and humane."

"Ah, I think so too."

Chen An smiled.

He always felt that there was something strange in the way the guard looked at him.

Anyway...

Very strange!

As he stepped onto the stairs to the second floor, Chen An suddenly staggered and almost tripped on the steps.

He quickly grabbed the armrest on the side and stood firm.

My head is a little dizzy, what happened just now?

He seemed to be in a trance, very strange.

Very strange, very strange, very strange.

Chen An felt confused, and then there was a sharp pain in his ribs!

The severe pain made him sober in an instant.

Looking down secretly, Chen An saw the smiling rabbit puppet on his waist.

The Smiling Rabbit's eyes turned, and those scarlet glass-bead-like eyes just happened to meet his own eyes.

And between its mouth, a trace of brown dirt had just been retracted and was spotted by Chen An.

I touched my ribs and there was no pain anymore.

"Are you warning me?"

Chen An touched the Laughing Rabbit's head and suddenly felt that this ugly rabbit was quite cute.

By the way, what did Chen Sheng do to him? He was trained to be so obedient.

Shaking his head, Chen An looked at the stairs that were going up in front of him, and at the burly backs of the two security guards struggling with the women.

Suddenly I felt a little flustered.

That woman is a player.

Was she a patient when she arrived, or...is she a patient now?

Chen An felt that the stairs in front of him seemed endless, like a peaceful and ordinary world that suddenly became unfamiliar. Everything in front of him was so disturbing.

There seems to be a huge clock in the dark, and the hands of the clock are ticking, like the death talisman.

And... just now, no, or now?

Has it been eroded?

Chen An blinked his eyes and breathed a little quickly.

I clearly know the feeling of being eroded, whether it is the cold and strange sobriety, or the warm feeling of faith in the mountain god...

But now, I don't have any eroded feeling or consciousness at all, and my brain can think with normal thoughts.

This hospital is obviously normal... but it just makes me feel... weird!

"Could it be that the strange thing is not the hospital, but myself?"

Chen An suddenly felt that he had really thought too much.

If the weird things in the hospital cannot be explained, could it be because the real weirdness has not yet appeared? Now I am just lying to myself, but I have fallen into the weird trap of Jingshan Hospital?

He was a little dizzy, not sure, and full of hesitation in his heart.

Very strange, very strange, very strange.

Very strange, very strange, very strange.

Very strange.

Very strange.

Very strange.

Subconsciously and unconsciously repeating it in his mind, Chen An unknowingly arrived at the inpatient department on the second floor.

The corridor here is spacious and bright. Apart from some nursing desks, there are doors facing each other on both sides.

"Hello, young hero!"

Suddenly, an extremely deep and loud voice interrupted Chen An's thoughts.

Chen An looked around suddenly and saw that he was a man with a well-proportioned figure, about 1.8 meters tall. He looked less than thirty years old and had a very handsome face.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Hello, young hero, welcome to Jianghu!"

The man's deep and loud voice echoed in the corridor.

"Zhang Daxia, why did you come out again?"

The security guard named Xiao Liu quickly went over and hooked the man's shoulder.

"Didn't we agree that your world and our hospital will not interfere with each other?"

The man shook his head, pretending to be profound.

"No, no, I was sitting on the edge of the bed just now, and suddenly I felt a strange breath coming from me. It must have been someone coming in from outside."

The man stretched out a finger, pointed at Chen An, and said: "He is the outsider."

Turning his head, he saw the bound woman again.

The man couldn't help but raise his brows and shouted angrily: "What did you do to Luo Ying? What did Luo Ying do wrong! Damn it, if you violate the contract, I, Zhang, will do my best to avenge Luo Ying!"

"The passion of the world, the love of children, how can the word chivalrous be humiliating!"

Seeing the man's angry look, Chen An's mouth twitched.

Are all the people in this second-floor inpatient department like this?

Just this person, is this not enough to qualify for special mental illness treatment in the North District?