The nursing staff are afraid of the two patients in Ward 666.
The scenes from the past are still vivid in my mind.
"Are you asleep?" the director asked.
"Sleep."
The director took a deep breath. The next exchange will be very complicated and involves a lot of knowledge.
for example:
How to communicate with a mentally ill patient. Professional terminology for mental patients.
A psychological encyclopedia of mental patients.
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 can you do? We are really tired."
It's very tiring to say.
But they both looked very energetic.
The oil stains on their mouths shone under the light.
The director asked: "What were you doing just now?"
Lin Fan said: "Sleep."
Old man Zhang said: "Sleep."
"Director, they are not sleeping. I can swear that it was really scary just now. He was holding a head in his hand and a leg in his hand. He must be cannibalizing." Li Ang didn't believe it. Everything was a lie.
They are lying, I really saw it.
The director frowned and refuted the mental patient's words, which was not a wise choice.
"Xiao Li, hallucinations are all hallucinations." The director patted Xiao Li's shoulder and comforted him.
The director observed the situation inside the house. The light bulb had been taken off and there were signs of burning on the roof. He knew that Xiao Li was not lying. Something must have happened here.
He knew, but I just didn't tell him.
He took a step forward. This step he took very carefully. He stepped on something under his feet. He slowly looked down and found that the thing under his feet was a bone, but it didn't look like a bone. It seemed like the teeth of some kind of creature.
He just wanted to have in-depth contact with the two patients, but he honestly retracted his steps.
Do you think so?
not simple.
I walked outside the house, took out my cell phone, and called the dean.
Toot!
After a few rings, the call was connected.
"Dean, are you asleep?"
"If you haven't slept, please be sure to come to Ward 666."
"If you want to sleep, please come over."
"Yes, I can't solve it. Yes, we are all waiting here."
The director who had spoken to the dean on the phone was standing at the door waiting.
"The dean will be here soon."
Dean Hao lives in a mental hospital.
I had just washed up and was listening to sad music to prepare for bed, but I was woken up again by a phone call.
It didn't take long.
Dean Hao walked over with a solemn expression, his head full of white hair telling him what he had experienced over the years. He was an upright man in his prime, but he had become an old man. Even his work and rest schedules were disrupted. Even having black hair was considered a loss.
Damn it. (Fifties are the prime of life, we are still children)
Ward 666 is a miracle in the mental hospital, and it is also the most dangerous ward.
Ordinary people cannot communicate with him at all.
Only the dean like him can act as a deterrent, and sometimes there are dangers, so you need to pay attention to safety.
"Dean."
"Dean."
Dean Hao nodded, then looked at the director, "What's going on?"
The director leaned into the dean's ear and whispered softly, telling him everything about the situation here, and then pointed to the canine bones lying quietly on the ground.
Dean Hao walked into the house, picked up the bones on the ground, and rubbed them with his fingers. He was sure that these were canine teeth, but they were not ordinary canine teeth. These teeth were a bit thick and very sharp.
He put the canine teeth in his pocket and walked to the middle of the bed.
Although they are very close, they are at a safe distance.
"What are you doing?"
Dean Hao controlled his tone very well, spoke softly and slowly, neither impatiently nor impatiently, and talked slowly, creating a relatively safe atmosphere for the two of them.
"sleep."
"sleep."
Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang said in unison.
Eat meat?
That doesn't exist.
Dean Hao had long expected that the two would answer this way. He smelled the smell of meat in the room, which seemed to be the smell of dog meat. Thinking of the teeth in his pocket, he had already had an idea in his mind.
"Oh, go to sleep."
Dean Hao smiled and saw the light bulbs placed on the ground, the burnt marks on the roof, and the oil stains on the two people's mouths.
These are details.
Dean Hao, who possesses absolute professional standards, had already constructed a picture of what had just happened in his mind.
He even couldn't believe it.
I didn't expect that they actually use electric grills to cook food.
Very similar to his unpublished research.
Many mentally ill patients have higher IQs than ordinary humans.
If you have such a high IQ, why do you become a mental patient?
Because there are many people with low IQs, but there are too few people with high IQs and they are outnumbered, their behavior is regarded as unreasonable by people with low IQs, so they are said to be mentally ill.
He did not want to publish this research.
Because he is also afraid.
Dean Hao noticed 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 say anything, but pointed at 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 was still and calm. Last time he hid a hammer, and this time he hid a flashlight. These are dangerous things for patients.
You don't know what they will be used for.
But as long as you believe that in their hands, even a nail clipper is dangerous.
The sound of an ambulance sounded outside.
Force the waves! Force the waves! Force the waves!
Dean Hao asked someone to install the light bulbs in the room. He took a look at the light bulbs and it seemed that they also needed to be blocked.
"Be obedient and go to sleep."
"oh!"
Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang lay down, covered with quilts, and fell asleep soundly.
Everyone left the room and closed the door.
The sound of two emergency stretcher wheels rolling came, and several people in white coats hurried over.
"Where are the injured?"
No need to tell, no need to ask.
Asking is a habit.
"You called the ambulance, you find a way to solve it." Dean Hao patted the director on the shoulder and turned to leave.
The director looked at the dean's back and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.
"Where is the patient? You can't make blind calls. You will be legally responsible." The doctor couldn't help but become anxious when he saw that the other party hadn't told them where the patient was. He couldn't be playing tricks on them.
The director looked around at his colleagues, then pointed at Li Ang and said, "He is the 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 walk through the machine, and we will know if you have any problems."
"I'm not sick. I won't go to the hospital. I'm really not sick."
Li Ang struggled and roared, and was almost stunned. What could be wrong with me? Don't go too far.
The doctor asked the director, "Is he really sick?"
The director thought for a moment and said firmly: "Yes."
"Okay, you are a professional in a mental hospital. If you say yes, then yes," the doctor said.
soon.
The doctors left with the emergency stretcher trolley.
"I'm not sick."
"Let me go..."
"I'm really not sick."
Gradually.
Force wave!
Force wave!
The sound of the ambulance disappeared into the mental hospital.
ps: Thank you: Boss Shanima Chanhu for the 10,000 reward, thank you.