Chapter 22 At the scene of the society's death, he did not die
When interacting with mentally ill people, the first rule of thumb is to avoid irritating them as much as possible.
At Jiang Wuji's insistence, Zhang Qiliang looked at Su Xiaorui on the side and said, "Miss Su, I hope no fourth person will know about this."
Su Xiaorui bit her red lips gently and nodded: "Well, don't worry, Doctor Zhang, it's been washed..."
Zhang Qiliang's mouth twitched: "..."
"Why don't you just wear a red hijab?"
Jiang Wuji took back the red cap from Doctor Zhang, and when the latter just breathed a sigh of relief, he put it directly on the doctor's head.
Aunt: "Don't..."
Doctor Zhang: "..."
"How's it going, Doctor Zhang? Did you see anything?" Jiang Wuji asked impatiently.
Because of the dead smoking man, Jiang Wuji realized that he might not have completely gotten rid of the female corpse with small feet.
Zhang Qiliang happens to be here, so it couldn't be better.
Zhang Qiliang, who was wearing a red hijab, looked around but said nothing.
He may be observing, or he may be thinking about life...
And just then.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”
"Zhiqua——"
A young nurse came in.
She just came to check the ward, she really just came to check the ward.
When she saw the scene in the ward, her world view seemed to be... shattered.
The head nurse seemed to say, is this a psychiatrist?
Why is he wearing a pair of red underwear on his head?
Or lace...
Oh, by the way, this patient has a history of mental illness.
Is this the way to communicate with a mentally ill person? Love it...
"Sorry to bother you, I'll come back later."
The little nurse closed the door and ran away.
Zhang Qiliang, who took off his red hijab, looked hopeless. At this moment, he felt that his career had encountered an unprecedented Waterloo.
How could I listen to a mentally ill person? He asked himself repeatedly, and in the end he could only get one answer.
I am an excellent psychiatrist.
"Doctor Zhang, how are you? Have you seen a ghost?" Jiang Wuji asked.
"that……"
Doctor Zhang handed the red hijab back to Jiang Wuji and said, "I have a general understanding of your situation. Miss Su, let's call. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Ah, then, let me give it to you." said the aunt.
Dr. Zhang: "Ms. Su stayed, it's nothing, it's all what I should do."
Seeing Doctor Zhang's reaction, Jiang Wuji finally understood.
He didn't see the female corpse with small feet...
So now, I must be considered mentally ill again.
Jiang Wuji put away his red hijab, feeling helpless and having a headache at the same time.
If only he could see the body of the woman with small feet, then it would be impossible to use the red hijab to prove that he was not sick.
In this way, things will become more troublesome...
After Dr. Zhang left, the aunt returned to the bedside and stopped talking.
Seeing his aunt's appearance, Jiang Wuji said: "Auntie is fine. My disease may come back again and again. I know that I will take medicine well."
The aunt let out a long sigh and said nothing in the end.
…
At night, Jiang Wuji tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and his heart was filled with indescribable mixed emotions.
The female corpse with little feet called me Jiang Lang...Does that mean she doesn't want to hurt me?
No, if she had no ill intentions, why did she make her aunt's feet look like that?
If you have anything to say, can't you please say it nicely?
Moreover, the village chief also said that she possessed me just to take away my body.
In that case, there is no need for the village chief to continue making up stories to deceive me.
Female corpse with small feet...
Looking at his aunt lying asleep on a chair beside him, Jiang Wuji decided to take the initiative to look for the female body with small feet again.
Since the matter has not been resolved, there is no point in hiding.
Rather than being frightened, it is better to face it proactively.
After making a decision, Jiang Wuji got out of bed, covered his aunt with a blanket, took the red hijab and went to the bathroom.
Jiang Wuji, who was sitting on the toilet, felt relieved and put the red hijab on his head.
Through the red hijab, the light is dyed scarlet.
However, after waiting for a long time, the female body with small feet did not appear.
"No?"
"Why not?"
"Is it possible that I can't see her because I'm dead over there?"
"Then how do you explain what happened this morning? I clearly saw..."
"What the hell? I must be thinking too much, right?"
"After all, the smoking man... could also be the brother of the deceased! Isn't it normal for brothers to look similar?"
"My brother died. I couldn't help but squat at the door and smoke. It's reasonable and reasonable..."
Jiang Wuji suddenly became enlightened.
"It seems that I was too nervous and nervous, and I scared myself..."
"so far so good."
"I originally planned to break up the negotiation and end up dead together with the corpse of that little-footed woman..."
Jiang Wuji put down the fruit knife in his hand.
At this moment, my aunt's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Wuji, are you in there?"
"Ang, it's me. Wait, I'll be fine soon."
Just when Jiang Wuji was about to take off his red hijab and open the door, he suddenly felt that palpitation in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, the red hijab seemed to come alive and tightly wrapped his head!
She's still here! She's still there!
Jiang Wuji opened his mouth and wanted to breathe, but this thin layer of red cloth completely blocked the air.
As the feeling of suffocation became more and more serious, Jiang Wuji saw dots of Venus wandering around his eyes.
Finally, everything went dark, and all consciousness disappeared...
…
…
"Woooooooo..."
"elder brother……"
In a daze, Jiang Wuji seemed to hear Xiaoyu's voice.
Then, he felt someone pushing him and shaking him back and forth.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was Xiaoyu's pear-shaped face.
"Brother, you're awake, you're finally awake."
"Brother! Brother! Wuwuwu..."
Xiaoyu buried his head in Jiang Wuji's chest and cried loudly.
Jiang Wuji swallowed his saliva and looked at the night sky with the stars changing. It was hard to accept it for a moment.
