Rules-based ghost talk game

"I'm sick." Chen An's eyes were slightly dull and he said calmly.

"Yes, you are sick." Dr. Zhao nodded and said seriously: "You need treatment.

but not now."

After a concerned discussion with Chen An, Dr. Zhao encouraged Chen An and said:

"Your symptoms are not serious. Plumeria's condition has lasted for three months, so it is already in the late stages. Yours has just begun.

By the way, did you have some doubts about the hospital’s correctness before?

Don’t doubt that you may have a mental disorder caused by this. As long as you follow the rules and firmly believe that the hospital is correct, your symptoms will be alleviated.”

When Chen An heard this, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He suddenly felt that Dr. Zhao was so powerful and worthy of being a professional psychiatrist.

He could actually see what his problem was at a glance.

In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved and grateful.

"So, doctor, what should I do now?"

Chen An asked anxiously.

This damn patient is causing such weird troubles!

He was now completely sure that there was nothing wrong with the doctor, and it must be these patients who had the problem.

Perhaps the source of the strangeness lies in a certain patient.

Is it the crazy Zhang Daxia? His situation is very special.

Wait, the North District is a prison for special mental illnesses. Maybe the source of this infection is in the North District!

"Don't worry about it." Dr. Zhao showed a faint smile: "Now, you just need to go to work normally, be down-to-earth, no longer doubt the hospital's regulations, strictly abide by them, and maintain a good impression of the patients, maintain trust in the hospital, and be stable.

Your mental state and symptoms should gradually lessen and subside."

oh...

When Chen An heard this, he felt a lot more at ease, that's it.

In the old mountains and forests, there is nothing I can believe in, that is, the illusory rules.

Now, with Dr. Zhao, the hospital, and these people who silently fight against the strangeness as his companions, Chen An even had tears in his eyes.

"I understand, Doctor Zhao, thank you."

Chen An's eyes were full of gratitude. He stood up and bowed deeply to Dr. Zhao.

"It's okay, go to work."

...

Stepping out of Dr. Zhao's clinic, Chen An saw that the faces of the patients and medical staff were still a little weird, some had big eyes, some had big noses...

He couldn't help but thought to himself: "The hospital is absolutely right. Patients with mental illness have problems. They are pitiful. I have also been slightly corrupted. I need to solve my own mental problems first, and then fight against the strangeness with the hospital."

"

With these convictions in his heart, Chen An suddenly felt less dizzy.

The strength of the body gradually returned.

Ever since he discovered that he had been eroded, Chen An had never felt that his condition was so good.

With a smile on his face, he walks like a tiger.

Chen An walked through the crowd and returned to the second-floor inpatient department where he worked.

Sitting down on the chair, he continued to sort out the information of these patients, the ward rounds that should be done, and the care that should be taken.

When it was lunch time, after asking around for a while, I went to the lunch distribution office in the support department on the third floor to get lunch and water.

Afterwards, he returned to the staff access stairwell of his inpatient department on the second floor.

Chen An sat on the steps and opened the steaming lunch box.

There are also a few colleagues sitting here scattered about the same situation.

"Huo, the food today is pretty good."

Green vegetables, chicken legs, and half a braised egg.

Chen An took a deep breath, and his hungry stomach was instantly filled with aroma. He opened his chopsticks and started to eat with salivation.

"Hahaha, the food in our hospital is always very good."

Next to Chen An, a male employee patted Chen An on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Little brother, you look unfamiliar, are you new here?"

Chen An took a bite of food and responded with a smile: "No, it's my first day at work today."

"But, senior, do you feel that something is not right in the hospital?"

Chen An joked.

The man was stunned for a moment, then said disdainfully: "Which hospital doesn't have this kind of virtue? I've been working here for several years. You, you are just a newbie and timid. You haven't worked the night shift in our hospital yet, have you? I and I

You said, the hospital is scary at night when no one is around."

"Really?" Chen An said in surprise.

"No, it's late at night and you still have to patrol and go to the basement."

The man also swallowed his rice, picked up the chicken leg and took a bite.

While eating, he said: "The second underground floor of the hospital is the morgue, and the first floor is the research institute. You have to patrol during the night shift. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm afraid a young man like you wouldn't dare."

"Nonsense." Chen Anxiang pretended to be angry: "Senior, even though I am young, I am very brave."

"Hahahaha, okay, let's eat your food and don't wet your pants when you have to work the night shift."

The atmosphere in the corridor was peaceful.

The male employee finished his meal first and left with the trash. Chen An still had a few bites left, and he was the only one left in the corridor again.

The female employee who ignored them also went out from the stairs above.

Chen An curled his lips.

"It's scary." Chen An muttered: "The reason why a hospital is a hospital is naturally because it is a complete institution. Those who work the night shift are just scaring themselves."

"But, could the basement have something to do with weirdness?"

"Well...it's unlikely."

The rules of the hospital are absolutely correct. The patient is the one with the problem. The basement is the research department and the morgue. How can it be weird?

Not afraid at all.

When my symptoms lessen and subside, I will apply to work in the North District, and there should be strange clues by then.

Chen An was thinking about it.

...

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was time to get off work. Chen An finished packing his things, but he was a little confused.

"I have traveled through time? Then where should I go after get off work?"

Chen An scratched his head and tried to walk out of the hospital door, but found that he could clearly see the sea of ​​cars and people and the building on the road in front of the hospital.

But I can't get through it at all.

It's like there is an invisible wall that binds me.

"As expected, the story world will not let me leave the hospital."

Chen An sighed and returned to the hospital.

He walked boredly on the first floor, mentally calculating where to sleep.

Suddenly, he saw the door of Dr. Zhao's consulting room was ajar, and there was light coming from inside.

Hearing the footsteps, Dr. Zhao suddenly opened the door, stuck his head out, and saw Chen An.

"Chen An?"

Dr. Zhao was stunned: "It's time to get off work and you didn't go home?"

The corner of Chen An's mouth twitched, his thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he quickly said: "I...I had some trouble with my family, and I can't go back now. I'm planning to deal with it somewhere."

Dr. Zhao looked at Chen An for a long time and said slowly: "I don't see it, you seem to be a very well-behaved big boy."

Chen An smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Forget it, you can come and sleep on the sofa in my consulting room. I'm not on night duty today."

Dr. Zhao turned slightly and invited Chen An in.

Chen An was overjoyed.

Dr. Zhao is such a good person.

"Well, also, you are not trained to work the night shift now. Don't go out at night and don't leave the clinic until after seven in the morning."

Dr. Zhao looked at Chen An seriously and warned: "There are always some rules at night in the hospital. The rules are passed down from generation to generation. Those of us who have a lot of contact with life and death would rather believe what they have or not."

Chen An was shocked, probably because the night shift also had corresponding rules. He didn't know it now, so of course he didn't dare to go out casually.

If there is a violation, it is not immediately over.

Chen An nodded, showing gratitude again.

"Dr. Zhao, I understand, thank you!

You are such a good person!"

Dr. Zhao waved his hand, put on his fur coat, put on his brown hat, put on his briefcase, and said: "Okay, I'll go home then, you have a good rest."

After Chen An thanked him again, Dr. Zhao quietly closed the door.

Chen An was lying on the soft and comfortable sofa, feeling tired from working all day slowly.

He fell asleep almost immediately.

Dr. Zhao, after closing the door, stared at the door of his consulting room with a calm expression.

After half a ring.

"Hey...ha...hahaha...hum...hum..."

He suddenly let out a burst of sharp laughter, which later turned into a snort.

The eyes under his glasses showed happiness.

Then, he took steps and left.