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Chapter 1760

Chapter 1760

Jiamusi Mental Hospital, 8:30 pm.

"No, this won't work at all..."

I frowned and dipped my fingers in water to write on the cement floor, thinking about how to come up with a seamless plan.

Suddenly, there were voices outside the door, and I quickly wiped away the water stains on the floor.

"Zhao Shu, let me warn you for the last time, if you cause trouble for me if you are dishonest, I will have no choice but to send you to the correctional room."

The door opened, and it was Zhao Xiaoxiao talking to an older male caregiver.

After not seeing each other for a day, Zhao Xiaoxiao looked a little haggard, and he hurriedly said: "Ouch! Brother Qu, look at what you said! Forget it in the correction room, I promise not to cause trouble."

"It's good to know, I'm sorry you don't dare, go to bed early, I'm leaving!"

"Report!"

I hurriedly raised my hands and said: "Report to the leader! I apply to change the dormitory!"

Zhao Mouse put his arm around my shoulders and said with a friendly smile: "What else can I change? We are fine!"

The nurse named Qu looked back at the two of us and left without saying a word.

As soon as the man walked away with his front legs, the mouse locked the door with his hind legs.

"Hello, my dear, come here."

He smiled evilly and hooked his hand at me.

I know that at this moment he is not the honest and docile Zhao Weiping, but the crazy Zhao Muse.

I stood there with a cold face and didn't move.

"I told you not to come here!"

His eyes were fierce and he immediately punched me.

I wasn't prepared last time, but this time I was fully focused. How could I let him hit me so easily?

At that moment, I stepped back and nimbly avoided his punch.

"Huh? You little tender chicken, I want you to hide!"

When he failed to succeed, he immediately became angry and launched an even more ferocious attack.

Master Hou Shang Ma once told me: "Let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills, and he is as horizontal as he is, and the bright moon shines on the river."

The eight-step cicada is the best at restraining such unstructured punches. As long as the center of gravity and footwork are not messy, he can't even think of touching me. If there are outsiders present, they will see that my waist is like a willow branch blown by the wind.

It's the same twisting back and forth. Although the movement is not aesthetically pleasing, it is full of practicality.

Seeing the opportunity, I kicked him down in the stomach!

Zhao Mouse's center of gravity was unstable, he took several steps back, and his back slammed against the iron door.

He gasped and said: "Little...boy! I...I didn't expect you to hide so much!"

After saying that, he opened the door and ran to the corridor, yelling at me fiercely: "The space inside is too small, I can't use my fists! Boy, you have the guts to come out! Let everyone witness! I will sign a life and death certificate with you! Damn it!"

Yes, today either you die or I die!"

I glanced at him, kicked the door shut, and then locked it.

I thought to myself: "What a fucking fool."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come out! Come out, kid! I'll beat you to death today!"

He roared hysterically and kicked the door with crazy force.

Such loud noise quickly attracted two night shift managers on the fourth floor.

Someone stopped Zhao Xiaoxiao and asked me what was going on?

My face was already bruised, so I immediately covered my cheek and cried aggrievedly: "He hit me! He hit me again! Leader, if you don't change my dormitory for me, I will be beaten to death by him sooner or later!"

"

"Zhao Mouse! What did I say just now... You really don't give me face."

"Qu...Brother Qu, don't listen to this kid's nonsense! I didn't hit him at all just now!"

"Don't quibble, then why didn't I see any injuries on your body?"

"Call someone! Send him to the behavior modification room!"

Two strong men in work clothes came immediately and dragged Zhao Muse forward.

Zhao Mouse was so frightened that his face turned pale and he kept shouting: "I won't go to the correction room! I won't go to the correction room! Don't shock me!"

Watching the person being dragged away, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the male manager suddenly said: "You did a good job and didn't give me a bigger problem. Tell me which room you want to change to, and I will try my best to meet your request."

I pointed to the corner of the toilet and said, "Boss, I want to live in that room. I have a little problem. Sometimes I urinate frequently. It's more convenient if I'm closer to the toilet."

The male manager turned his head and glanced, frowning and said: "Do you want to live in the ward next to the freezer?"

I nodded quickly and said yes.

"Well..."

"It's not that I won't let you stay. Although that ward is a bit cold, it is a single room. Many well-behaved and senior people here want to live in a single room. You are a newbie here. I'm afraid it won't be a good idea for me to arrange this...

..”

I covered the wound on my face with my left hand, stretched out my right hand to shake his hand, and said with a smile: "It all depends on the leadership's arrangement. I will live wherever the leader asks me to live."

He looked at me in surprise and put his hands back into his trouser pockets calmly.


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