The bloody gauze on the hand has been replaced by a nurse, but the pain from the wound has not disappeared because of the replacement of the gauze. An injury like this will not provide painkillers, let alone a person who has no awareness of the outside world.
In this way, the daytime became a torment, and the heartbreaking pain kept attacking Liang Zhen's nerves, but there was nothing else to distract him. If he could moan, it would be a kind of emotional catharsis, but he was afraid that someone would come from it.
When you walk past the door of the ward and hear his voice, or someone suddenly opens the small window on the door of the ward and hears his moans, the only thing you can do is to use your best perseverance and grit your teeth to bear everything.
Anxious to understand all this, he took out the metal piece and started to break it off. Under the pain and force, his face turned pale, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead. Without tools and relying solely on his hands, the metal piece was broken.
There are concavities and convexities that can't be considered smooth, and the edges are uneven up and down.
After trying it, he could barely fit it into the crack of the door. Liang Zhen put away the metal piece. If he wanted to try it, he had to wait until night. Because his fingers hurt too much, and the gauze was stained red with blood. Especially his fingers.
The gauze at the top was also scratched a few times by the smooth edge of the metal piece.
Liang Zhen continued this work for a day, and finally achieved his initial goal before dinner in the afternoon. After stopping, the pain was somewhat relieved, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
Liang Zhen, who was taking a rest with his eyes closed, heard the sound of the door being opened, and pretended that the outside world would not affect him at all and did not react.
"Lin Zhan, can you hear me?"
A gentle female voice sounded in Liang Zhen's ears. It sounded like Doctor Hu. He instinctively closed his eyes and tilted his head.
"Lin Zhan, I know you can hear me, open your eyes and look at me."
Knowing that his subconscious action just now was caught by Dr. Hu, Liang Zhen didn't know how to react. He pretended to get angry when he heard the name Liang Zhen, and kept insisting that he was Lin Zhan. It would be unnatural if he didn't respond. So.
Opening his eyes, he looked at Dr. Hu confusedly.
Seeing Liang Zhen's reaction, he couldn't help but feel happy. He couldn't help but patiently continued to ask: "Lin Zhan, I have done a mental evaluation for you, do you still have any impression?"
Liang Zhen still stared at Dr. Hu with blank eyes, full of doubts.
Dr. Hu was not frustrated by the lack of response. To work in psychotherapy, one must have sufficient patience. She still remembered that Miao Mingqi said when introducing her that the patient was willing to cooperate with the treatment during the first contact, but later escaped.
What happened after leaving the hospital stimulated the patient, and it turned into what it is now. The patient's willingness to cooperate was where her confidence lies.
"Lin Zhan, my name is Hu Meng, a psychiatrist. Recently, several of my patients have seen demons like you, and I want to help them. Can you tell me about your encounter with demons?"
The blank-eyed Liang Zhen's eyes flickered. Hu Meng saw that he seemed to be lost in memories, and secretly thought something was wrong in his heart. He did not continue to urge him, and waited patiently.
"No, don't come over, I don't want to die!" Liang Zhen suddenly yelled, waving his hands randomly, and kept retreating.
When she noticed the panic on Liang Zhen's expression, Hu Meng thought to herself that it was terrible and hurriedly went over and hugged him.
He softly comforted Liang Zhen in his ear: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one here can hurt you."
Liang Zhen grabbed Hu Meng's arm hard, which made Hu Meng's arm hurt. However, in order not to irritate the patient, he could only endure it. The assistant who came to help stopped his eyes and tried to comfort Liang Zhen with a calm and gentle tone.
Until I feel no strength in my arms.
"Teacher Hu, the patient is asleep," the assistant said softly.
Hu Meng lowered his head and saw that Liang Zhen had fallen asleep and was no longer holding him so hard.
Today Liang Zhen spent too much energy enduring the pain and didn't get a good rest at night. Hu Meng's gentle voice was the first time he relaxed after entering the hospital. The tight strings in his heart relaxed, and sleepiness suddenly came over him.
Falling asleep in the warm embrace.
Putting Liang Zhen in his arms gently on the bed, Hu Meng left the ward with his assistant.
"Mr. Hu, I feel that the patient's condition is not very good. It is not much different from the conditions of several other patients." The assistant analyzed Liang Zhen.
Hu Meng shook his head and rejected the assistant's inference: "His mental condition has improved. In the past few days, except for his own name, he had almost no awareness of the outside world. Today he can make some simple responses. Medication treatment still has an effect.
The next step is to carry out psychological treatment. He is different from several other patients. Others escape. I see resistance in him and want to seek help. At first glance, he is the same as others, but his will is stronger than others.
Stronger. I believe he will get better."
The assistant frowned and recalled for a long time. She didn't know how Hu Meng came to this conclusion, but if it was true as she said, it was a good thing. When she looked up, she found some blood stains on Hu Meng's clothes.
"Teacher Hu, is your arm injured?"
"No!"
Hu Meng raised his arm and saw a bloody stain on the arm of his white coat that looked like a bloody handprint.
"It may be caused by the bleeding from the wound on Liang Zhen's hand. He was sick yesterday and injured his hands, and the wound has been bleeding. Go and notify the nurse and go treat the patient."
After saying that, the two separated. The assistant went to find the nurse, Hu Meng went back to his office, and Liang Zhen lay on the bed and fell asleep soundly.
I don't know how long it took, but Liang Zhen was awakened by a burst of heart palpitations, the same feeling he had the night before. The dim surrounding environment made him feel uneasy, as if there was an invisible eye silently watching him.
After absorbing a soul, Liang Zhen opened some hidden memories, began to mobilize the energy in his body, and then his eyes turned golden.
The ghost did not see it, but saw itself shrouded in a thick layer of black fog. After seeing the black fog, many negative emotions and thoughts emerged in the heart, such as jealousy, hatred, and fear. In addition, in the ward
No exception.
Feeling that he was about to be occupied by negative emotions, Liang Zhen quickly closed his eyes to keep himself rational. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to their original color.
Knowing that the threat came from within his own body, Liang Zhen calmed down even though he didn't know the reason and his heart was beating a little fast.
When Dr. Hu was treating him, he seemed to have fallen asleep. Looking at the dim lights in the ward, it must have been after dinner and it was already night. Thinking back to Dr. Hu, Liang Zhen began to have a series of evil thoughts in his heart.
idea.
Every man, when he sees a beautiful member of the opposite sex, will feel admiration and admiration in his heart. It has nothing to do with love, but just a longing for beauty. After that, he can develop freely according to his deepest desires. Liang Zhen never puts himself
As a gentleman and single, it is normal to have some beautiful thoughts when seeing a beautiful woman. But in the end, these scenes became bloody and brutal, which really shocked Liang Zhen.
He knew it was wrong to think so, but Liang Zhen couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. Certain forces were on the rise. And this excitement made Liang Zhen extremely panicked. He was the kind of person who had a clear understanding of himself.
, I know it can be very dark and a little perverted at times, but it has never reached this point.
The question that Liang Zhen has been avoiding suddenly appeared in front of him at this time. Who is he? Lin Zhan's memory, Liang Zhen's body, has he really traveled through time or is he crazy? Is normal calmness moral?
The product of legal repression, is the dark and perverted self the real self?
If this goes on, which one of you will be the real one, or will you become less and less like yourself under the pressure of layers of fear and negative emotions?
The two thoughts formed an endless circle just like yesterday, repeating and amplifying, making Liang Zhen feel like he was about to explode on the spot.
A crisp sound sounded in the room, attracting Liang Zhen's attention. Looking over, it was the sound of the metal piece he had been playing with today falling to the ground. Information and functions related to the metal piece flashed through his mind instantly.
, and finally formed an idea to get out from here.
Regardless of who you are and what you will become tomorrow, there is a being around you who is hostile to you. If you don't find him, this philosophical question will be meaningless. No one will care about the death of the body and the death of the soul.
Liang Zhen picked up the metal piece, inserted it into the crack of the door, and began to fiddle with the door lock. The weird feeling in his heart had made him unable to feel the pain in his hands, and he had no energy to pay attention to the gauze on his hands becoming clean again.
It felt like a long time passed, and Liang Zhen was unable to open the ward door. He angrily picked up everything on the bed and started beating it to vent his emotions. This was the only reason he had to prevent him from making too much noise and attracting medical attention.
personnel.
The feeling of depression was still there, but with this catharsis, a part of my brain was able to control itself and was no longer controlled by fear and madness. I started to try again, treating the door of the ward as my dormitory in college.
Just when he was about to lose patience again, he heard a "click" sound, and the metal piece slid downwards. With a click of the door crack, the ward door was opened.
A huge sense of joy instantly occupied Liang Zhen's heart, and he almost shouted. For a moment, he felt a little swollen, excitedly thinking that there was nothing he couldn't do in the world. But it was similar to the alternation of great sadness and great joy.
Filling his chest with a burst of energy would burst him. At the same time, his heart seemed to stop beating, forming a huge black hole, absorbing all his strength.
Holding his heart tightly, Liang Zhen really thought he was having a heart attack, and suppressed the voice he originally wanted to shout in celebration.
Because of this, he remembered his original purpose, which was to go to the doctor's computer to check some records. He held on to the wall tremblingly and walked forward slowly.
He didn't notice it, and couldn't find it. As he moved, the patients in other wards were trembling as if they had seen a ghost.
Chapter completed!