What should I do if someone takes away my fate? I will just kill her.

The two were examined by the doctor, who gave them a diagnosis and then took them to different wards. There were two or three mental patients in one ward.

Kong Liji looked at the patients beside him with disgust in his eyes.

"You all listen and don't bully others."

The two patients laughed foolishly at the medical staff, as if they didn't understand what she said.

When the medical staff left, Kong Liji's expression became normal. He looked around with disgust, especially when he saw one of them picking his nose, his eyes rolled up to the sky.

Kong Liji turned around to look at the bed where he was resting. The bed was so simple, the sheets were wrinkled, and there were stains on it. I don't know if it was not cleaned or not changed. Either way, Kong Liji, who had been pampered for more than ten years, couldn't stand it.

Suddenly, Kong Liji felt a shadow above his head.

He turned around and saw one of the patients standing behind him with a harmless silly smile on his face.

While picking his nose, he asked, "Did you roll your eyes at me just now?"

How could Kong Liji admit it, even if the other party was a mental patient? He smiled and said, "No, you saw it wrong."

"He lied, I saw it all, he rolled his eyes at you and spit at you." The short patient sat on his bed and complained indignantly, exposing him.

Kong Liji was dumbfounded. When did he spit? Was it so outrageous?

He was about to explain, after all, he had just come here, and he didn't want to offend anyone, especially the other party was a mental patient.

"I hate people rolling their eyes at me the most, and I hate people spitting at me even more. You have both."

Kong Liji realized that it was not good, and before he could speak, he punched him in the eye.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out in the ward.

Kong Liji wanted to resist, but the tall mental patient was very strong, and he directly held him down and beat him on his body.

The short patient sat aside and clapped his hands happily, "Good beating, wonderful beating, and great beating."

The tall patient pulled his hands back, and only heard the shrill screams accompanied by the sound of "crack" of broken bones.

"Help! Help!" Kong Liji shouted loudly to the outside, hoping that someone would come to save him.

"You are very noisy!"

"Use this to block his mouth." The short patient took off his socks very kindly, "Use this, use this to stuff it into his mouth, block his mouth."

The tall patient took over and stuffed the socks directly into his mouth. The stench that rushed to the sky almost made Kong Liji faint, but unfortunately he couldn't faint. The pain of the beating kept him awake all the time.

"Woo woo woo..." Kong Liji was beaten so hard that his nose and tears were flowing, and he was as embarrassed as he could be.

The short mentally ill patient happily sang in the room, "Hahaha... la la la..."

The mentally ill patients passing by heard the movement in the room, some curiously poked their heads in, enjoyed it with relish, and some even fanned the flames.

"Poke his eyes, poke his nose."

"Hang him up and drop him on the fan."

Some mentally ill patients took a look and left directly, but they would mutter a few words.

"The newcomer is miserable. Hehe..."

"Tsk tsk, this newcomer is so unlucky, assigned to these two crazy people."