No. 03 suddenly turned around.
Jiang Chen also saw it clearly.
This is a man in his thirties, with a square face and meticulously combed hair. The hospital gown seems to have been specially ironed, and the details are almost perfect. It feels like a formal suit.
Under the light, the man's face gradually turned gloomy.
"stop!"
"Who let you in? Why are your feet so dirty? I just mopped the floor!"
Surprisingly, Jiang Chen killed a group of doctors before, and his shoes were stained with a lot of blood. Every step he took, there was a faint bloody footprint.
02 and 04 at the door both looked like they were watching a show.
Jiang Chen was also stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, walked back to the door, and then threw the blood-stained doctor's coat that he had changed into before on the ground, stepped on it with his feet, and rubbed it all the way.
The footprints were covered by large blood stains, but the ground was obviously dirtier.
02 and 04 both stared wide-eyed. The floor someone else had just mopped was so dirty. Are they trying to drive No. 03 crazy?
They couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling that Jiang Chen was dead.
However.
When Jiang Chen dragged out a wide red line and perfectly repaired the rough edges on both sides.
No. 03, who was almost going into rage, seemed extremely satisfied and let out a long sigh of relief.
He looked at Jiang Chen with some sympathy: "Who are you, the new seriously ill patient?"
Jiang Chen smiled: "Hello, I am number 18, 18 with two 9s."
This introduction seemed to satisfy 03 even more, but soon he frowned again and cursed in a painful voice: "Damn it, why am I number 03? This patient number is not symmetrical at all!"
"What about you? Brother." Jiang Chen asked in time.
03 seemed a little hard to say: "0...No. 3."
Hearing this answer, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and his look made No. 03 very uncomfortable.
"Damn, damn, damn! Ghost energy +4444!"
"I'm sorry, I suffer from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, and your condition makes me a little uncomfortable." Jiang Chen said honestly.
No. 03 nodded, expressing understanding.
But soon, he stared at Jiang Chen's clothes again, and said unwillingly: "No, brother, your clothes are not neat at all, and your hairstyle is not symmetrical enough. Are you really suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
"Of course." Jiang Chen was very sure.
"Then tell me specifically, what symptoms do you usually have?" 03's expression was a little suspicious.
Jiang Chen pondered for a few seconds before speaking: "I just thought about it for four seconds and came up with two examples in total."
"Once I threatened a child and forced a woman to open the door, and then forced her to call her husband. When her husband came back, we were in the water valve room, and I also forced her not to make a sound."
"Another time, I forced a female mental patient to wear doctor's clothes, then forced her to play doctor, accompanied me to different houses, role-played with different people, and finally forced her to lie on the hospital bed , tied her hands and feet."
After listening to No. 03, everyone was shocked.
Ah this...
Your obsessive-compulsive disorder means you like to force others? ?
"See you soon! Ghost energy +9999!"
And what you do by forcing others to do it... is a bit attractive. Why don't you talk about the rest? You have to pay, right?
"Can you tell me the process in detail?" 03 suppressed the anger of being deceived and asked the key points first.
Jiang Chen acted like a gentleman: "No, it's forbidden."
03's face turned gloomy again: "Are you kidding me? This is not obsessive-compulsive disorder at all!"
"Who says it's not the case? Any disease can be divided into early, middle and late stages. I just got it to a different level and I don't care about trivial things like neat clothes and symmetrical hair."
"But I can see some more serious problems in this world!" Jiang Chen said confidently, with a hint of contempt in his tone.
"You'd better be able to tell me something like this. Tell me, what's more unbearable than untidy clothes, asymmetrical things, and uncoordinated placement of objects!" No. 03 said solemnly.
"Too many, too many things like this."
Jiang Chen seemed to recall something bad, with a trace of instinctive disgust on his face: "There are many abnormal things in this hospital alone."
"How come there are so many doctors in such a good mental hospital? Think about it, originally all our patients were here. Everyone was wearing the same hospital gown. Everyone was sick, and everyone was enjoying themselves together."
"But suddenly, a doctor walked down, wearing a white coat that was completely different from the others around him, walking among a group of blue and white plaid hospital gowns."
"Wherever he walks, everything will be disrupted!"
"The original noise will suddenly stop, and the patients who were originally ill will suddenly pretend to be normal. Damn it! Damn it! All coordination is gone."
"All because of a damn doctor!"
The more Jiang Chen talked, the more excited he became. He was breathing heavily, clenching his fists, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
No. 03 was also infected by this sentiment.
Especially when brought into Jiang Chen's context, think about that scene carefully.
In the originally coordinated scene of a large group of patients getting sick, because of the entrance of a doctor, some patients chose to pretend to be normal, and some patients shut their mouths.
The harmonious picture suddenly became uneven.
"Yes! Damn it! How can a doctor enter among the patients? This is so uncoordinated!" No. 03 also started to curse.
"Why didn't I think of this before?"
"It's rare that you are really sicker than me?"
He looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
The anger on Jiang Chen's face became even heavier: "This is not the most terrifying thing."
"The key is that these damn doctors are still deliberately creating disharmony. Where did the words "death" on you come from?"
03 immediately said coldly: "It's the doctors, those damn doctors!"
"They forced me to drink a large bowl of thick black soup. The contents were bitter and disgusting. After I drank it, bugs crawled in my stomach, and then the word "death" would appear on my skin."
"The most damning thing is that these words are scattered randomly."
"In order to make them look more harmonious, I dug out a lot of my flesh!"
"That's right!" Jiang Chen continued: "As you can see, these damn doctors have been working hard to create incongruous things!"
This time No. 03 was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Chen a few times, and asked doubtfully: "What did they do to you? You clearly don't have the word "death" on you?"
"They did something even worse to me, damn it!" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth: "I just killed more than twenty doctors and engraved their names on my hammer."
"But do you know what they did?"
"They add up to an odd number!"
"Damn it, this death list doesn't look symmetrical at all!"
This time No. 03 took a long time to react before opening his mouth in shock.
Is this human language?
You are so sicker than me!
