The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

Chapter 17 Cheers!

The barbell and the sandbag returned to Lin Fan's hands.

He was holding a sandbag, and old man Zhang was carrying a barbell. The two walked towards ward 666 with sincere smiles.

The other mental patients scratched their heads, what are we doing here, it's so boring, so boring, and then they didn't expect any request, so they dispersed and continued to be busy with what they thought were important things.

The doctors and nurses looked at Dean Hao with admiration and applauded deafeningly.

All kinds of colorful flattery are endless.

Dean Hao smiled, but listening to these rainbow farts, he was in a good mood. Perhaps this was the biggest harvest of his birthday on March 1st.

"Psychopaths are also human beings. The only difference between them and us is their thinking. You can't use the thinking of ordinary people to think about what they think. I put up a finger. What do you say? Some people think it's a finger, and some People think it's '1', but to them it's probably ham."

The veteran doctor looked serious, but he couldn't hide his flattering heart, "Listening to the dean's words is better than studying for ten years."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know when I can become as good as the dean."

"The dean is a leading figure in the field of psychiatry, and that is the existence we all look up to for the rest of our lives."

Dean Hao was refreshed by the rainbow fart of his subordinates, waved his hands, and left.

to him.

These are normal operations and nothing to be proud of.

Ward 666.

Lin Fan felt so light while holding the barbell. He swung the barbell and threw it towards his chest, but it didn't hurt at all. He looked at the barbell in confusion and fell into deep thought.

It still hurts a little bit.

Why doesn't it hurt now.

"Come and try hitting me." Lin Fan handed the barbell to old man Zhang.

Old man Zhang was carrying the barbell, which was a bit heavy. He believed that Lin Fan could cultivate, so he never thought about whether it would be very painful. He carried the barbell and threw it at Lin Fan's chest.

The sound is muffled.

Lin Fan didn't move at all, but because the force was mutual, old man Zhang took several steps back in shock.

"How do you feel?" Old man Zhang asked expectantly.

"It feels good, my whole body is full of energy, everything is fine, except that it doesn't hurt." It was hard for Lin Fan to understand the current situation. His previous efforts had all paid off.

The old man Zhang stared at the barbell and threw it on himself, hissing... that was a gasp, he rubbed his chest, his facial expression became ugly, his round eyes stared, and his flying tongue indicated that I was in pain .

"Do you want to practice too?" Lin Fan asked suspiciously.

Old man Zhang's eyes were red, and he wanted to cry, "I want to see if it hurts, but it really hurts, you are lying."

"I didn't lie to you, it really doesn't hurt." Lin Fan thought, and then said: "When I was dreaming, someone said they would reward me and teach me qigong, so I was thinking that our previous efforts must have succeeded. "

Old man Zhang jumped up happily and said, "Really? Is it my credit? Is my acupuncture very good?"

"Well, it's amazing." Lin Fan praised.

Afterwards, Lin Fan lay quietly on the bed, turned his head to look at old man Zhang, and said calmly, "I'm lying here, you hit me with a barbell, we continue to practice, and we will surely succeed."

"Okay, but before that, I think it's necessary to get a few needles first. My galaxy movement method is very powerful, and I can help you." Old man Zhang secretly took out the silver needle from his arms. Fear of being stolen by others.

corridor.

A male nurse is on patrol. His name is Li Ang. He has just graduated from university. He once had a dream of being a hero and hoped to be admitted to four top high schools, but unfortunately, his talent seems not enough. Can enter ordinary high court.

But even so, he never gave up his dream.

After graduation, he was assigned to Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Here he feels that these patients are very cute. Although what they say sometimes is incomprehensible, whenever he sees the sincere smile, his heart is very happy.

What makes him even happier is that Uncle Wang next door introduced him to a girlfriend. The girl is very beautiful, small and pleasant, obedient and sensible. The only drawback is that her stomach is a bit fat, but the girl promised that she will lose weight in a few months When he came down, thinking about his salary and the girl's beauty, he felt that he was not worthy of others, so why would he pick and choose.

Boom! Boom!

"what sound?"

Li Ang frowned, looking for the voice.

He turned his back to Ward 666, and the voice seemed to come from behind him. Turning around, he could see what happened in Ward 666 through the window embedded in the wall.

The joyful expression gradually dissipated, and the smile gradually solidified.

He saw the back of old man Zhang, and saw that the other party raised the barbell with both hands and slammed it fiercely on the bed. There was a patient lying there, and every time he fell, the bed trembled violently.

"This……"

Li Ang's heart was chilled, and panic surged into his heart. The old man Zhang in the ward felt it, and slowly turned his head, his eyes squinted, his side face was frozen, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"what!"

He slumped on the ground with a thud, screaming while crawling and rolling, "Killed, murdered in ward 666..."

The screams startled the doctor and other nurses.

Ward 666 was all too familiar.

What the hell is killing people.

Can we stop the meeting.

Let us feel the tranquility of the mental hospital, just a little bit.

The sound of dense footsteps came.

A group of doctors and nurses rushed over quickly, some of them held their mobile phones and pressed 120. As long as the situation at the scene was miserable, they would definitely dial the number immediately.

When they came to the ward and looked in through the window.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Where did they say it was so serious, everyone looked at Li Ang strangely.

The doctor holding the thermos said gently:

"Xiao Li, it's normal for you to be nervous when you just came to work with us, but you can't have hallucinations, otherwise we are not colleagues, but the relationship between doctors and patients."

Li Ang was a little skeptical about life, things were obviously not like this, he looked at the situation in the room, and then at his colleagues, growling in his heart, it's really not what you think.

I saw it with my own eyes.

In the ward.

Lin Fan and old man Zhang sat side by side by the bed, each with a bag of soy milk, dangling their feet, looking indifferently, and looking at the doctor outside with clear eyes.

Shaking his hands, he greeted the doctors.

It seems to be saying.

Hello everyone.

Behind them, the barbell lay quietly on the bed, as if to prove that it was indeed old man Zhang who hit Lin Fan with the barbell just now.

My barbell king promises.

There is no way to hide this matter.

It's just that they hide too quickly.

You just didn't find out.

"The sun outside is so warm." Lin Fan looked outside.

"Yes." Old man Zhang replied.

The two raised the soy milk.

"Sprite."