Chapter 556 New Patient

She stared at me silently for a while, then whispered: "How should I understand?"

"Simple." I put on my clothes and simply got off the ground: "I saw someone committing murder today and I didn't stop it. What if I am the one who gets killed tomorrow?"

"Others will think it's a noisy matter and will naturally choose to ignore it."

"Have you ever thought about how much the victim longs for someone to help him?"

My series of words were like heavy stones, causing this inexperienced little girl to fall into deep silence.

After a while, Xiaomei slowly raised her head: "But how much can you change with your own strength?"

"I've only known you for a few short days, but it has almost overturned my world view of the past 20 years."

She bit the corner of her mouth and let out a breath: "Maybe this is just the tip of the ice, and it will continue to refresh my outlook in the future."

I couldn't help but laugh: "Doing something has its own meaning, no need to think about the future!"

Xiaomei looked at the torn pieces of paper: "Then, do you really plan to stay here?"

"I have checked some information in the past few days. As long as I don't sign, they won't let me leave the hospital."

"Unless they want to go to court."

Xiaomei hesitated: "Then I'll say you're sick again."

This reason does sound a bit clumsy, but at this time I can only bite the bullet.

However, judging from the current situation, it seems that they have set their sights on me now.

And this just shows one thing, this hospital is not as simple as it seems.

From now on, all my plans and actions must be based on stability.

But the unconscious Taoist priest is still something I'm worried about. He must know something hidden, but he just can't tell it.

I suddenly missed Uncle Ya very much. With his old man's resourcefulness, this would definitely not be the case.

I lay in bed for a whole day, but Xiaomei never showed up.

It's okay, the two of us reduce contact with me, it will protect everyone.

What puzzled me was that no other doctors came to see me. This tranquility made me feel vaguely uneasy.

At night, the doctors came in one after another, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

One after another, they took sleeping pills out of the bottle and stuffed them into the patient's mouth one after another.

Of course, I was not immune. The bitter white tablets gradually melted in my mouth. I endured the bitterness and pressed the tablets under my tongue.

After about three to five minutes of touching, the doctors all left again. Seeing them walking away, I spat a few times.

Turning around, I poured the hot water from the thermos bottle into the basin, soaked it with my clothes, and then tied it to the iron railing outside the window.

Relying on this method, I got from the building to the upstairs.

The door to the intensive care unit was not closed. I leaned against the door panel and listened. It was very quiet inside.

"Squeak."

I pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside. The room was empty.

My heart suddenly went cold. The only person who knew the news had been transferred.

Yesterday they started at midnight, but today they couldn't wait as soon as it got dark.

The people behind the hospital must be aware of it.

The thought made me shudder. I didn't dare to stay here any longer and climbed back downstairs through the window.

Not long after I lay down, there was the sound of rustling footsteps.

Hospitals are like this. It's hard to get a good night's sleep, and being woken up is common.

I quickly closed my eyes and listened carefully to their conversation.

From what I heard, they seemed to have a new patient in the ward.

After everyone was gone, I tilted my head and looked, but I felt that the figure on the back was a bit familiar, but since there was no light in the room, I could only make out an outline.

When I stepped forward and took a look, my soul almost flew out!

This new patient turns out to be Xiaomei!

Isn't this an international joke? A person who was alive and kicking yesterday becomes mentally ill today?

I moved closer and realized that her eyes were not closed, but widened.

Her dead fish eyes frightened me.

This look again?

After working as a Taoist priest for so many years, I have never seen anyone else. This look is so familiar to me.

There are only two situations for this kind of look, either he is fascinated by dirty things, or he is obsessed with it.

In comparison, the latter is more terrifying...