Rules Strange Story: My Family is Not Normal

Dr. Zhao was dragged to the cafeteria by Lao Mo and the glasses brother.

When he walked in, he saw that Zhou Bai had already taken the meal and was sitting quietly eating.

In front of Dr. Zhao himself, there was still a queue.

This strong contrast made Dr. Zhao want to take out his notebook again in anger.

And this time, he also began to have some aftertaste.

"its not right.

That kid just smashed the door, but there was no punishment.

Why do I feel that the two of you were helping that kid just now? "

No, no, definitely not.

Electric shock, you must get electric shock. "

The more Dr. Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became, and he took out his notebook, wanting to buckle some points for Zhou Bai.

If it wasn't for the fact that Lao Mo and the glasses brother didn't say anything, the two of them would have pressed his hand down at the same time.

Zhou Bai might be eating his breakfast well, but then he would be caught and shocked suddenly.

But of course Zhou Bai didn't know anything about what happened to Dr. Zhao.

He sat in a position by himself, bowed his head and silently ate the breakfast in front of him.

While eating, I began to feel that the days ahead might not be so easy for me.

His current score is negative fifty-nine points.

A score that would immediately send him to the intensive care ward if he made a single mistake.

With the restraint of this score, Zhou Bai's next actions would be easily reckless.

To do things in the future, it is inevitable that you will become constrained.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Bai suddenly couldn't figure out whether the little brother wearing glasses was helping him or returning him.

Fortunately, the scores in this madhouse will not always follow them.

As long as we get through today, we will have a new diagnosis tomorrow.

At that time, Zhou Bai's score will also be recalculated.

Madhouse Survival Rule B (blue), number five.

[Every other day in the lunatic asylum, a diagnosis will be made. When the patient is judged to be a normal person, he only needs to stay in the hospital for observation for one more day before he can be officially discharged. 】

But in this case, Zhou Bai would face a new problem.

That's tomorrow's diagnosis. Should he behave better or behave more seriously?

This scale may be more difficult to grasp.

When Zhou Bai thought of this question, he felt another headache.

He ate all the food on the plate, and then took the elevator to the fifth floor.

On the way back to the ward along the corridor, I always felt that the doctors beside me who couldn't tell the truth from the fake were staring at me vaguely.

Zhou Bai didn't know if his nerves were too tense.

I could only try my best not to make eye contact with them, and then sighed silently in my heart.

It seems that even if he wants to perform better in the diagnosis of the disease tomorrow, it may not be that simple.

Judging from Dr. Zhao's criteria, Zhou Bai is indeed a lunatic now.

In essence, there is no difference between him and the patients here.

He is also polluted, and he also sees another world.

Even he is often unable to distinguish between the two worlds.

It is not an easy thing for a "lunatic" to pretend that he is not a "lunatic" in front of so-called normal people.

Sure enough, it was another headache.

Zhou Bai walked in front of his own ward with a headache all the way, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

As the door opened, the first thing that caught Zhou Bai's eyes was the empty bed of No. 1 boss.

The time now is eight forty-five in the morning.

If you eat slowly, it is completely normal that you have not come back at this point in time.

Zhou Bai didn't think much about it, he pushed the door and continued to open it.

However, there was another bed that came into Zhou Bai's line of sight.

That's an empty bed.

But now beside the empty bed, there is a figure that is not unfamiliar.

And Zhou Bai was very impressed with this figure.

Young face, dark green hospital gown.

And there was a red bow tie on the collar of this hospital gown.

That's right, it was the unnumbered patient who appeared in Zhou Bai's ward.

Madhouse Survival Rules A (red), number one.

[Patients here like to pretend to be doctors, please cooperate with their behavior, so as to help them treat better. 】

Yesterday morning, when Zhou Bai entered this room, patient No. 0201 once said that there were only three people in the room at that time.

In other words, this patient without a number should belong to the world of red rules.

If in a world of red rules, a patient pretending to be a doctor is a madman.

So what are these seemingly normal patients?

Zhou Bai felt that some problems should not be thought too deeply.

Otherwise, you may not be able to sleep easily at night.

Especially now, it is very possible that he wants to share a room with the other party.

Zhou Bai was standing by the door right now, closing the door immediately would have seemed too abrupt.

Zhou Bai has always felt that, no matter in the world of red rules or blue rules, except for some unavoidable situations, it is safer not to be too conspicuous.

Moreover, there were so many doctors outside the ward, it might not be safe for Zhou Bai to go out now after closing the door.

If there was another accident, Zhou Bai might be sent to the electric shock room immediately.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bai could only bite the bullet and walk in.

In the ward, boss No. 1 and patient No. 0201 have not returned yet.

The patient wearing a red bow tie has been standing by the empty bed.

Even when Zhou Bai walked in, he didn't look back, as if he didn't know anyone was coming in.

Zhou Bai sat on his hospital bed.

Forced to be alone with him in silence.

Occasionally, I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, and felt a chill down my back.

They stayed silent for a while, and when Zhou Bai started to feel his scalp tingling, Zhou Bai heard footsteps coming in from outside the door.

He hurriedly looked towards the door of the ward.

But in the next second, he saw two other familiar faces looking towards Zhou Bai.

"Patient, we're here to ask you another question.

You'd better answer my question honestly. "

The ones who walked in were naturally a female doctor with braids, and a male doctor who had recently fallen in love with chewing paper.

Seeing the two of them appearing, Zhou Bai could only lie down helplessly.

Then he lay down straight on the bed.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

His gaze went to the ceiling.

But the two doctors standing opposite him suddenly showed a gloomy expression.

"Then, please tell me now, this patient, why don't you go to the second floor for dinner?"