Yan Yuan shook the milk carton and said, "I've finished it."
Shen Zhizhi looked at the bread in his hand and said, “Don’t eat it, it’s too easy to choke.”
Yan Yuan put down the bag in his hand and threw the milk carton into the trash can. His voice sounded a little pitiful.
"These have been our dinners lately."
"I'll be hungry if I don't eat."
Shen Zhizhi: “?”
Such a big mental hospital, and they only feed the patients bread?
Shen Zhizhi couldn't bear to let her baby live such a hard life, "Sister will cook for you."
Yan Yuan sat on the sofa, very close to Shen Zhizhi, “Sister can cook?”
"meeting."
Shen Zhizhi got up and went to the kitchen, but the kitchen was empty and there were no ingredients.
She held her forehead helplessly.
Come to Yan Yuan.
"Yuan, I'm going to the cafeteria to get some ingredients."
"Just watch TV and wait for your sister."
Yan Yuan raised his eyes and looked at her.
He didn't want her to leave. He always felt that once someone left, they would never come back.
Yan Yuan found it difficult to describe this feeling of being suspended in mid-air; it felt so strange.
He said calmly, "I'm not hungry, sister, don't go."
He pinched the bread he had taken a few bites of and said, "It's easy to choke, but it fills me up."
Shen Zhizhi snatched the bread from his hand and threw everything except the eggs into the trash can.
"Be obedient and don't eat it."
Yan Yuan pursed his lips and curled his fingers.
He reached out and prepared to pick up the bread from the trash can.
Shen Zhizhi tied up the garbage in the trash can and held it in her hand, “You can’t eat it.”
Yan Yuan didn't have to eat the bread, he just didn't want her to leave his sight.
She just happened to care about him.
I feel sorry for him not eating well.
He couldn't upset her mood.
After all, he had been so excessive before and had hurt her.
If he forced her again, it would make him look bad.
Her first impression of him was not good to begin with, and if he continued to act unreasonable, she would be disgusted with him.
Yan Yuan hummed, "Okay, I won't eat it."
There was a window in the ward, and the sky outside was black, which meant bad things were happening.
For example, Yan Yuan’s mood.
Yan Yuan: "Sister is out, will she come back?"
Shen Zhizhi walked to the door, turned around and smiled at Yan Yuan. The bright smile drove away the darkness in Yan Yuan's heart.
"Come back, I need to cook for Yu'an."
Yan Yuan nodded, her long hair fell on her shoulders and then slid off her shoulders.
The snow-white hair covers the ears.
He smiled quietly, "Okay."
"Sister, please come back soon."
Shen Zhizhi responded and went out and closed the door.
Darkness isolates the bright room.
Yan Yu'an stared at the door for a long time, until his eyes were sore, before he picked up the remote control to adjust the TV channel.
Sister, please don't forget to come back.
otherwise……
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Shen Zhizhi found the trash can between buildings and threw away the trash in her hand.
She wrote down the map of the mental hospital. The cafeteria was on the first floor of this building, very close.
Shen Zhizhi walked down the stairs, and was very quiet all the way.
But as the floors went down, the bloody energy became stronger and stronger.
Gradually a pungent fishy smell.
When I arrived at the corridor on the first floor, what caught my eye was a long trail of blood on the ground.
The fishy smell came from the blood on the ground.
The blood hasn't dried up yet, it looks like it just flowed.
The end of the bloodstain was in the direction of the cafeteria.
Shen Zhizhi walked forward around the bloodstains, and after two steps, she heard a painful roar and a plea for mercy coming from the front.
"Ah, no, don't chop my hand, I want to eat, I want to take medicine..."
“Bang—”
The sound of chopping ribs could be heard.
The man suddenly screamed, "Ah!"
A gust of wind blew, carrying a stronger smell of blood.
Shen Zhizhi came to the cafeteria without changing her expression. The cafeteria was not big, far smaller than the school.
A middle-aged man in chef's clothes was holding a knife and chopping a young man's arm with a smile.
The key point is that the knife was very blunt and could not cut off the young man's arm cleanly. It could only leave a deep mark where the bone could be seen.
The chef excitedly followed the trace, cutting one knife after another.
The young man's cries for help grew fainter.
He knew that in this dangerous dungeon, no one would save him.
The chef took pleasure in torturing his patients, and seeing the young man become as dead as a fish, he lost interest.
After completely chopping off the young man's arm, he prepared to go back to the kitchen and use the arm to make delicious food.
He raised his eyes subconsciously.
The charming and cold head nurse was looking at him with her beautiful eyes.
"Clang—" The chef threw away the blunt knife in his hand in panic.
He hid his bloody arm behind his back to prevent the head nurse from seeing the bloody and ugly thing.
But this is just an attempt to cover up one's own faults.
The young man lying on the ground fainted from blood loss, and blood was still oozing from the joints of his arms.
The blood on the ground was very thick.
Big movies.
The bloody smell in the air clearly showed what had happened.
"Sister Bai Luan, why are you here?"
The chef greeted him hesitantly.
He also admired the exquisite and beautiful head nurse, and his admiration was deep in his bones. He carefully hid his arm behind his back.
Shen Zhizhi’s eyes were calm, “Come and get some ingredients.”
"Ingredients?" The chef was stunned. He had just taken out the ingredients when the head nurse came. Were they so in tune with each other?
The chef was eager to take credit, a shy look on his dark face. "Here's a fresh arm. If Sister Bai Luan doesn't mind, I'll cook it. It'll be ready in half an hour."
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