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If the medical records are true, then I don't seem to have any sympathy for these mental patients.

But I don't have any evidence to confirm the above.

There is not even a name or occupation on the medical record card, and nothing can be found.

It's totally a mental hospital thing.

Anyway, the patient is under complete control, and it’s not up to them to decide how to write what they want?

After the huge shock, I gradually calmed down.

Just like Miao Xiaohui, he has never done anything extremely sinful.

Pushing Guiyun downstairs was to avenge himself.

And Mrs. Han who was sent in tonight looks like a conspiracy.

On the other hand, Dr. Lu used such strict methods to control his patients and even wanted to kill them all.

In comparison, he looks more like a madman.

"You've been here a long time."

While I was thinking, a deep male voice suddenly sounded from the hospital bed, which startled me.

I turned around and saw the patient in bed No. 1 slowly opening his eyes.

Did he wake up on his own, or had the medicine expired?

"My consciousness is awake, but my body cannot move. If you want to do it, you can start now."

No. 1's face was so calm that there was no trace of emotion.

His eyes are different from those of other patients. There is no dementia or neurosis. Instead, he is very clear.

"What are you doing?" I suppressed my surprise and asked calmly.

"Whatever you think, do whatever you want, even kill me." No. 1's tone was very calm, and he didn't even look at me.

"Aren't you curious who I am?" I looked at him.

He has a bald head and a bad complexion, but his bones and facial features still retain the handsomeness he once had.

The fingers are long and clean, and the joints are slender and well-proportioned. They are a pair of beautiful hands that would make any woman jealous.

With his clear eyes and calm face, he didn't look like a cruel and perverted lunatic.

Perhaps the more normal a mentally ill person is on the surface, the more terrifying he is?

"No matter who you are, everything is over tonight." No. 1 seemed to sigh, but also seemed to be relieved.

He probably said this because Dr. Lu would kill all the patients tonight.

At this time, something suddenly occurred to me.

Dr. Lu was going to kill all the patients, so why did the live broadcast room give me the same task?

The patient is already going to die, so if I were to kill him, wouldn't it be unnecessary?

Although there are no rules in the live broadcast room tasks, it doesn't mean that I am asked to do meaningless things.

So, reasoning in reverse.

The real madman is not among the patients!

In the hospital, besides patients, there are doctors and nurses.

The ones I met tonight include Dean Jiang Mingyuan, head nurse Zhao Wanfang, fat nurse Zhou Sha, and trainee nurse Lan Moning.

Oh, by the way, there is also security captain Qin Yi.

And, Lu Junsheng, the suspicious doctor who manages the eighth floor and conducts secret experiments on patients.

Although Dr. Lu is the most suspect, it doesn't mean that others have no problem.

According to past experience, people with the biggest problems often hide them the deepest.

Thinking of this, I said to Patient No. 1: "I am not on the same side as them. I can rescue you, as long as you tell me everything you know."

He is sane and can communicate, and there may be something to gain.

Sure enough, Patient No. 1's eyes trembled, he turned his head, and looked at me seriously for the first time.

"Aren't you from the hospital?"

"That's right." I admitted frankly, "I can make the unfair treatment you suffered public, as long as you speak."

No. 1 looked at me for a few times, but shook his head: "I have nothing to say."

"You don't want to leave this damn place?" I asked in surprise.

"I can't leave." No. 1 was unusually calm. He looked at the white ceiling with a kind of determination in his eyes.

"I'm going to make one final fight."

"Do you want to fight to the death with Dr. Lu? Can you be his opponent?" I was stunned, "I can be your helper."

"I don't need help." No. 1 refused simply.

For ordinary people, if someone offers help in a desperate situation, they should grab it like a life-saving straw.

And he actually refused.

I have a big head and really don’t know how to communicate with mental patients.

After thinking about it, I changed my mind.

"Okay, I won't force you. But can you tell me why you can wake up without taking the red pill?"

No. 1 looked at me again and said calmly: "Resistance."

I thought about it for a while and then I figured it out.

The patient's serial number is determined by the ward number. The higher it is, the earlier the patient is admitted to the hospital.

In other words, No. 1 is the first patient on the eighth floor and has stayed here the longest.

Accordingly, he took the most medicine, so he gradually developed drug resistance.

The effects of the medication were lessened and he was able to wake up earlier.

"Is this why you don't need a helper? You think your body will recover quickly"

"Stop saying these meaningless words, he will be here soon." No. 1 interrupted me coldly, "Tonight, everyone will die, including you."

I paused and said, "I'll ask one last question."

No. 1 looked at me with a little doubt.

"Did you really do what is on the medical record card?"

No. 1's body stiffened and his pupils began to vibrate.

His expression became painful, and he closed his eyes tightly without answering.

I exited Ward 1 and wanted to see what was going on in the laboratory.

drop--

At this time, the doorbell at the exit suddenly rang.

I quickly returned to Ward No. 1, pushed open the visiting window and looked outside.

The doorbell rang once, then silence fell.

Soon, a ghostly white figure appeared in the cold corridor.

The footsteps were silent and unhurried, passing outside the ward.

After entering the password, the heavy metal door popped open.

A delicate and fair face was slowly revealed.

"Doctor Lu, I heard the head nurse said you were looking for me." Lan Moning stood at the door uneasily and asked cautiously.

"Yes, I have some work and need your help." Dr. Lu nodded slightly, his voice was pleasant.

"I'm willing to help, but I've only been in the hospital for a month and I'm clumsy. Will it be a disservice?" Lan Moning asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, nothing will go wrong." Doctor Lu reached out and patted Lan Moning on the shoulder.

Lan Moning's body suddenly trembled.

"Let's go."

Dr. Lu turned around, Lan Moning bit her lip and followed him.

Boom!

The metal door closes automatically.

Lan Moning was startled and looked back uneasily, the feeling of worry on her face getting stronger.

Dr. Lu has walked out several steps according to his unique pace.

Lan Moning looked around fearfully, took a breath, and quickly ran after him.

The two people walked slowly outside the ward, one behind the other.

In the direction of the laboratory, the password door opened and closed again.

The corridor fell silent again.