The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

Chapter 26 I'm not sick, let me go

The nurses were afraid of the two patients in Ward 666.

The scenes from the past are vivid.

"Are you asleep?" the director asked.

"Sleeping."

The director took a deep breath. The next communication will be very complicated and involve a lot of knowledge.

for example:

How to Communicate with Mental Illness!

Psychiatric jargon!

Encyclopedia of Mental Patient Psychology!

at this time.

Lin Fan and old man Zhang sat up and looked at each other, "We are very tired, we want to sleep, what are you doing, you are really tired."

It's tiring to talk.

But the two of them seemed very energetic.

The oil stains on the mouths of the two gleamed under the light.

The director asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Lin Fan said: "Sleep."

Old man Zhang said: "Sleep."

"Director, they didn't sleep, I can swear, it was really scary just now, he was holding a head in his hand, and he was holding a leg in his hand, he must have eaten people." Li Ang didn't believe it, everything was a lie, They are lying, I really see it.

The director frowned, and it was not a wise choice to refute the words of the mental patient.

"Xiao Li, hallucinations are all hallucinations." The director patted Xiao Li's shoulder to comfort him.

The director observed the situation in the house. The light bulb was taken out, and there were burnt marks on the roof. He knew that Xiao Li was not lying, and something must have happened here.

He knows, but I just don't say it.

Taking a step forward, this step was very careful, creaking, he stepped on something, he looked down slowly, and found that what he was stepping on was a bone, but it didn't look like a bone, it seemed to be a tooth of some kind of creature.

He who just wanted to have in-depth contact with the two patients, honestly withdrew his steps.

How do you view this matter?

I can only say that it is not easy.

He went outside, took out his mobile phone, and called the dean.

beep!

After a few rings, the phone was connected.

"Dean, are you asleep?"

"If you haven't slept, please come to Ward 666."

"If you sleep, please come here."

"That's right, I can't solve it, yes, I'm waiting here."

The director who talked with the dean on the phone stood at the door and waited.

"The dean will be here soon."

Dean Hao lives in a mental hospital.

Just after washing up, listening to sad music and getting ready to sleep, she was woken up again by a phone call.

Not long after.

Dean Hao walked over with a solemn expression, and his white hair told him what he had experienced in these years. He was an upright man, but he had become an old man. Even his work and rest time was disrupted, and it was considered black hair. Damn it. (Fifties are the prime of life, we are still children)

Ward 666 is the miracle of the mental hospital and the most dangerous ward.

Ordinary people can't communicate with it at all.

Only he, the dean, can live in deterrence, and sometimes there will be dangers, so he needs to pay attention to safety.

"Dean."

Dean Hao nodded, then looked at the director, "What's going on."

The director leaned against the dean's ear and whispered the situation here, and then pointed to the canine bones lying quietly on the ground.

Dean Hao walked into the house, picked up the bone on the ground, and rubbed it with his fingers. He was sure that it was a dog's teeth, but it was not an ordinary dog. The teeth were thick and sharp.

He put the fangs in his pocket and came to the middle of the bed.

Although they were very close, they were separated by a safe distance.

"What are you doing?"

Dean Hao's tone is well controlled, he speaks softly and slowly, neither hasty nor impetuous, and talks slowly,

Create a relatively safe atmosphere for the two of them.

"sleep."

Lin Fan and old man Zhang said in unison.

eat meat?

That's something that doesn't exist.

Dean Hao had long expected that the two would answer in this way. He smelled the smell of meat in the house, which seemed to be like dog meat. Thinking of the teeth in his pocket, he had already had an idea in his mind.

"Oh, sleep."

Dean Hao smiled, seeing the light bulbs placed on the ground, the burnt marks on the roof, and the oil stains on the mouths of the two.

These are details.

Dean Hao, who has an absolute professional standard, has already constructed a picture of what just happened in his mind.

Even, he couldn't believe it.

I didn't expect them to cook food with electricity.

Very similar to his unpublished research.

Many mentally ill patients have higher IQs than ordinary humans.

Since the IQ is so high, why become a mental patient.

Because there are many low-intelligence businessmen, and there are too few high-intelligence people, their behavior is considered unreasonable by low-intelligence people, so they are said to be mentally ill.

He did not want to publish this study.

Because he is also afraid.

Director Hao noticed that Lin Fan's crotch was glowing, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and said with a serious expression.

"Hand it over."

Lin Fan said calmly: "I didn't take it.

Dean Hao didn't speak, but pointed to Lin Fan's crotch.

Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at his crotch.

"It's glowing."

"Well, give it to me."

Lin Fan opened his crotch, took out the flashlight, and handed it to Dean Hao.

Dean Hao's heart is as calm as water, without any fluctuations. Last time he hid a hammer, and this time he hid a flashlight. For patients, these are dangerous things.

You don't know what they're going to be used for.

But you just have to believe that in their hands, even a nail clipper is dangerous.

There was the sound of an ambulance outside.

Force wave! Force wave! Force wave!

Dean Hao asked to install the light bulb in the house. He glanced at the light bulb, and it seemed that this place was also blocked.

"Be obedient and go to sleep."

"Oh!"

Lin Fan and old man Zhang lay down, covered with a quilt, and fell asleep soundly.

Everyone exited the room and closed the door.

The sound of the wheels of two emergency stretchers rolling came, and several white coats hurried over.

"Where is the injured?"

Needless to say, don't ask.

Asking is a habit.

"You called the ambulance, you find a way to solve it." Dean Hao patted the director on the shoulder, turned and left.

The director looked at the dean's back, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

"What about the patient? You can't make random phone calls. You will be legally responsible for this." Seeing that the other party hadn't told them where the patient was, the doctor couldn't help being anxious. He couldn't be playing tricks on them.

The director looked around at his colleagues, then pointed to Li Ang and said, "He is a patient and needs to go to the hospital."

"Director, I'm not sick." Li Ang looked like a dog.

The doctor waved his hand, and several colleagues grabbed Li Ang, "It's not up to us to decide whether you are sick or not. Go to the hospital and go through the machine, and you will know if you have any problems."

"I'm not sick, I'm not going to the hospital, I'm really not sick."

Li Ang struggled and roared, he was almost stupefied, what could be wrong with me, don't be too much.

The doctor asked the director, "Is he really sick?"

The director pondered for a moment, then said firmly, "Yes."

"Okay, you are a professional in a mental hospital, if you say yes, then there will be." The doctor said.

soon.

The doctors left with the emergency stretcher.

"I'm not sick."

"let me go……"

"I'm really not sick."

Gradually.

Force wave!