"Lao Wu, what are you doing?"
"Third brother, didn't you say that the way we went out shouldn't be known to others? If we don't knock this guy out, wouldn't he be exposed?"
"Is the sixth child someone else?"
"What's more, even if we have to knock him out, it's not now... Do we have to carry him out?"
"Ah this..."
Wang Mazi's face was a little embarrassed under his silk stockings, and he whispered: "How about I wake up the sixth child first?"
The three people wearing silk stockings were none other than Zhang San, Li Si and Wang Mazi who were locked up in the "little black room".
Upon hearing that Jiang He was about to be woken up, Li Si, who had always been taciturn, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward.
"I come!"
"My urine is yellow, it will definitely wake him up."
"Don't... I've already been beaten unconscious. What are you doing to wake me up? I'll beat you again later."
"We sneaked out of the solitary room. Let's go quickly... We have to go back to the solitary room later."
……………
Jiang He only felt that his consciousness was drowsy, as if he had traveled through time again.
And in his drowsiness, he vaguely seemed to be in a bustling night market.
The shouts of the stall owner, the sound of car horns, the sound of music, the sound of shaking dice... all kinds of sounds are mixed together, and along with the alluring smell of barbecue, people can't help but move their index fingers and the corners of their mouths unconsciously Drooling.
"Wake up, Jiang He, it's time to take medicine!"
"ah?"
Jiang He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a woman with a face full of flesh.
Specially hired medicine-feeding nurse!
"Fuck!"
Jiang He was startled and jumped up from the bed.
He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked around blankly, and murmured: "Wait... is this ward 207? I... didn't I go out to have a drink?"
I……
When did I come back?
Rubbing his sore neck, Jiang He felt that everything seemed like a dream. He seemed to have gone to the night market, but he didn't seem to go. He couldn't help but asked, "Is it possible that I drank too much?"
"What are you dreaming about?"
The fat nurse slapped the medicine on the table and said sternly: "Take the medicine!"
"Ding!"
"Reasonable use of medication, strength +10kg."
After taking the medicine, Jiang He stopped the fat nurse who was about to leave and said, "Sister nurse, can we discuss...can my medicine be changed from three times a day to five times a day in the future?"
"???"
The fat nurse looked shocked.
this……
Is this request too outrageous?
She regretted accepting the "special appointment" at the Hospice Mental Hospital... She felt that if she had worked here for a few more years, she might have gone crazy too!
Ignoring Jiang He.
The fat nurse went out, took out a small notebook, and wrote again: "Patient Jiang He in Ward 207, his condition is suspected to have worsened again."
"Why!"
Although it was expected, Jiang He still felt a little pity. He sighed and said: "Rational use of medication... should refer to taking medication according to the doctor's instructions. I currently take medicine three times a day. If the doctor's order can be changed to five times... then... You can gain 50kg of strength just by taking medicine every day.”
It's just that the doctor won't agree to this request easily.
The face of the young doctor "Feng Shaoyu" appeared in Jiang He's mind, and he couldn't help but think about it: "If I put the knife on his neck and discuss it with him, I wonder if he will agree to help me change the medical order." …”
Take the medicine.
It's time to have breakfast.
Breakfast in the mental hospital is very simple.
A bowl of millet porridge and two big steamed buns.
One bun is stuffed with eggplant and the other is stuffed with fungus vermicelli.
"Eat properly, strength +10kg."
After breakfast, Jiang He left the inpatient department and went for a 20-minute morning jog.
"Ding!"
"Reasonable exercise, strength +10kg."
Morning run is over.
Jiang He slipped into the kitchen of the mental hospital's cafeteria and took out a kitchen knife.
Hiding the knife in his psychiatric uniform, Jiang He caught the patient and asked, "Hello, do you know where Dr. Feng Shaoyu is?"
Seven patients were asked in succession.
Those patients either talked nonsense or completely ignored Jiang He.
There was also a pretty female patient. She didn’t know what kind of stimulation she got. When she saw the river, she felt silly and happy. A string of snot hung on her lips. She absorbed it with all her strength, but it slipped out from the other nostril. .
"Chiliu!"
She rolled her tongue to clear away the mucus, opened her hands and rushed towards the river, shouting: "giegie...hug!"
"My darn thing!"
Jiang He was furious, kicked the mentally ill woman to the ground, turned around and ran away.
He quickly ran into a building.
Jiang He raised his head...
"Huh?"
"Doctor Feng!"
I happened to see Feng Shaoyu chatting with a nurse.
As soon as Feng Shaoyu saw Jiang He, his expression tightened, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "Jiang He, what a coincidence?"
"What a coincidence?"
Jiang He chuckled and said, "I came here specifically to see you... Doctor Feng, where is your office? There are a few things I want to talk to you about."
He stepped forward and put his arms around Feng Shaoyu's shoulders, and pulled Feng Shaoyu away without any further explanation.
Feng Shaoyu turned around and blinked at the little nurse, meaning "hurry up and find the security guard."
The nurse was stunned, then her face turned red, she covered her face and shouted in her heart: "Ah ah ah... Feng... is Dr. Feng hinting at something? He blinked three times... is he hinting at me to let me sleep at night? Go find him at three o’clock?”
"Doctor Feng is so naughty...but I like it!"
The little nurse turned around and ran away.
Seeing this scene, Feng Shaoyu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Once the security arrived, he would no longer be afraid of Jiang He!
He was going to stabilize Jiang He first, take Jiang He to his office, cross his legs and sit on the office chair, and said: "Jiang He, why are you looking for me? I'm very busy at work, if you have anything to say, please tell me!"
Jiang He: "Doctor Feng, it's like this... I want you to help me change the medical order."
"Change the doctor's orders?"
Feng Shaoyu shook his head quickly: "No, no, your medicines are prescribed by the director. I am not qualified to change the director's medical orders."
"Is that so?"
Jiang He blinked, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He pulled out the kitchen knife hidden under the mental illness suit and said, "Then give me another medical order... just write some random medicine on it that won't harm people!"
"..."
Feng Shaoyu almost cried.
"No...Jiang He, Brother Jiang, no...you are my uncle!"
"Uncle Jiang, it's no use even if I write a doctor's order. What if the pharmacy doesn't give the medicine?"
Jiang He put the knife on Feng Shaoyu's neck and said, "You don't have any medicine here?"
"without……"
"Really?"
"Yes...yes!"
Feng Shaoyu opened the drawer, and there were three white medicine bottles inside. He said with a cry: "But these are twenty-four-flavor rehmannia pills, which nourish yin and nourish the kidneys. They will not help your condition!"
Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he tightened his grip on the knife in his hand: "That's it, write a medical order..."
"How...how to write?"
"I said, you write... three meals a day, no, eight meals a day!"
"How many pills are in this box?"
"100 pills, right? Then 3 pills per meal."
Jiang He snatched all three bottles of medicine and forced Feng Shaoyu to write a medical order for him.
I couldn't wait to eat three twenty-four flavor rehmannia pills...
"Ding!"
"Reasonable use of medication, strength +10kg."
In my mind, the system beep sounded.
Bug card successful!
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he said, "Thank you, Doctor Feng."
He stuffed the medicine and medical advice into his pocket and hurried out of the office.
"Oh shit!"
"This madman is too dangerous!"
Feng Shaoyu slammed the desk, took out his cell phone and planned to call the security office...but before the call was dialed, Jiang He went and came back.
Without saying a word, he held Feng Shaoyu down, grabbed Feng Shaoyu's mobile phone, took off Feng Shaoyu's clothes and took a few photos, then he chuckled and said: "Doctor Feng, your mobile phone belongs to me. …”
"I think Doctor Feng should know how to do it."
"You'd better be stricter with your mouth!"
"You don't want the photos on your phone to be spread, do you?"
Out of the office.
Jiang He stopped outside the door for dozens of seconds.
Listening to the wailing coming from inside, Jiang He couldn't bear it and murmured: "Wait... How could I do such a cruel thing? Could it be... that I was infected by the psychotic gene hidden in the body of the original owner? Affected?"
