132 Weird Theater 3
◎Sang Mian is seriously ill◎
After the conspiracy succeeded, the little girl immediately held back her tears. She murmured, "Hehe, she will have a hard time in the treatment room! She will be skinned alive if she doesn't die! Who made her like to offend people?"
In fact, Sang Mian was very happy. She was worried that she would not be able to see Dr. Ke, and the fat nurse's words really helped her a lot!
"Okay! Let's go now!" Sang Mian grabbed the fat nurse's hand, his eyes were very hot: "Can I make a small request?"
The fat nurse who was originally striding forward suddenly stopped. What's wrong? The patient wanted to run away when he heard about the treatment, but she had to come close?
She asked cautiously, "What request?"
Sang Mian turned away shyly: "Actually, I have admired Dr. Ke for a long time. Can Dr. Ke treat me personally?"
After hearing Sang Mian's request, the fat nurse's face changed from vigilance to contempt. She looked Sang Mian up and down. She was indeed pretty, but not worthy of their Doctor Ke.
She coughed twice and said, "Doctor Ke is the most skilled doctor in our mental hospital. He only accepts patients with serious conditions. You don't meet the requirements yet."
Sang Mian blinked his eyes: "Isn't my condition serious enough? I have severe bipolar disorder. If I can't see Dr. Ke, I will go crazy and hurt people."
The fat nurse scanned the patients with the tip of her nose and said, "Look at them, none of them are more seriously ill than you. Your illness is relatively mild."
"That's right!" A patient muttered, "Who doesn't want to see Dr. Ke? If everyone could see Dr. Ke, then Dr. Ke would be so busy every day."
"Yes, yes! I haven't seen Dr. Ke for half a year. I heard that Dr. Ke is not only a good doctor, but also handsome. It's worth it to have him treat me!"
"Did you hear that?" The fat nurse snorted. Doctor Ke only sees five patients a day. She pointed with her fingertips and said, "These are the ones that Doctor Ke will see today. Unless your condition is more serious than theirs, forget it."
Sang Mian looked in the direction of her finger and saw an old grandfather in his fifties, a middle-aged woman, a young boy in a wheelchair, a child, and a little girl who was in the same ward with Sang Mian.
"Her condition is obviously not as serious as mine! How can she see Dr. Ke?" Sang Mian looked at the little girl unconvinced and said, "I want a re-evaluation of the condition!"
The little girl's eyes turned red instantly. She sobbed and said, "My illness has always been very serious. Why are you targeting me?"
Sang Mian rolled his eyes: "What else can your illness do besides crying? It's not as serious as the little boy next door who loves to sing, right?"
"No quarreling!" the fat nurse yelled. After thinking for two minutes, she agreed to Sang Mian's request: "Okay, then you all tell me about your conditions. The patients present and I will make a preliminary assessment and decide which patient will see Dr. Ke in the end."
The first person to speak was a grandfather who was over 50 years old. He sighed and said, "My illness is schizophrenia. I used to have a very happy family. My two sons have started their own families, have children, and have bought a house and a car in the city center."
"I am a farmer and have never helped my children in my life. My two sons taught themselves plumbers when they were young. After a few years, they became famous masters and could contract construction sites to work on their own. One day, my brother said he had received a big order and wanted to take my two sons to work. This time, they could earn about one million yuan."
"Because he is a relative and my brother, my two sons trust him very much." The old man was getting more distressed: "Anyone who has worked on a construction site knows that the construction unit has to advance the funds in the early stages of the construction. My two sons advanced all the money, including the wages of the workers under them."
"The project was completed smoothly. Since my brother was the one leading the project, all the money was transferred to him." At this point, the old man couldn't help sobbing, "That old man! He actually used the project money that my son earned with great effort to invest! In the end, he lost everything! Each of my two sons owed hundreds of thousands of dollars, which was a fatal blow to our family!"
A patient asked, “So you have schizophrenia?”
"I have always been a fanciful person since I was a child. I have always blamed myself after this happened. Fortunately, my son is very strong." The old man wiped away his tears and continued, "After more than 20 years of hard work, the debt is finally paid off! When I thought life was going to get better, my eldest daughter-in-law came home and said that my son had cheated on me!"
"He actually spent tens of thousands of yuan on his mistress, all of which was loan sharking! My grandson is in junior high school and is waiting for this money to pay his tuition!" The old man's tears flowed like a faucet: "I collapsed that day, and someone in my head kept telling me - Die! Die! Die! My family sent me to the hospital and I was diagnosed with schizophrenia."
The next one was a middle-aged lady with a smile on her face. She was holding a small red blanket in her hands, and there seemed to be something in the blanket.
"I don't think I'm sick." The first thing she said was a denial. After that, she glanced at the blanket nervously: "My husband sent me to a mental hospital three years ago. I had just given birth and was very weak, but I don't blame him."
She gently shook the red blanket, her eyes full of love: "After having a baby, I realized that as a mother, the most important thing is the child. As long as the child is by my side, I feel happy no matter where I am!"
Sang Mian pursed her lips. She had already guessed what illness the mother had. After all, the child would not be a baby in swaddling clothes in three years, and there might be nothing in the blanket in her arms.
Other patients sighed: "He's seriously ill. He hasn't recovered in three years."
"Her husband is such a piece of shit! He is so cruel to his wife! Why did he send her to this damn place! He can have another child if he loses it."
"Maybe he's too sick."
"Tsk tsk, I really need Dr. Ke's treatment."
The third person to describe his illness was a little boy. He was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a black pen in his hand. As everyone stared at him, he almost buried his head in his chest and looked very introverted.
"His condition is quite serious. Let me speak for him." The fat nurse said quietly, "Two years ago, he was a student preparing for the college entrance examination. His grades in school were very good. Who would have thought that he would jump off the building half a month before the exam due to excessive stress."
"This kid has both legs paralyzed. His family originally wanted him to continue studying, but he went crazy and wanted to commit suicide when he saw a book, so his parents sent him to a mental hospital." The fat nurse sounded regretful, but her expression was smiling, which looked creepy. "His condition is very serious. Only Dr. Ke can make him give up suicide."
Sang Mian suddenly felt a great deal of pressure. What kind of story should she make up to make her condition look serious? The three previous patients were too serious, and she had no confidence in her performance.
The fat nurse pointed at the child who looked only seven or eight years old and said, "Not to mention her, she is autistic and has never spoken since she was a child. Only Dr. Ke can get her to say a few words."
The last one was a little girl. After a long period of preparation, her eyes were filled with tears. Just as she was about to tell a story that would shock everyone, an unpleasant voice spoke first.
"It's my turn!" Sang Mian took two steps to the center of the patients, with a confident smile on his face: "First of all, I want to say that my illness is very serious! It's even to the point where I will die if I don't get treatment!"
The fat nurse asked suspiciously, "Oh? Really? What is your illness?"
"I'm willing to die for Dr. Ke!" Sang Mian said sincerely, "Do you know what love is? Since I met Dr. Ke, I understand what love feels like!"
The fat nurse thought to herself, isn't this just ordinary hysteria? The condition is too mild, Dr. Ke won't see him!
After listening to Sang Mian's description, the little girl felt relieved. It was just lovesickness, and she was no match for her.
"Dr. Ke was a very outstanding and handsome man. He and his wife once had a happy family, but everything changed after his wife passed away." Sang Mian acted as if he was extremely heartbroken. "If you love someone, you can't bear to see him suffer, so I decided to let everyone suffer with him!"
The patient and the fat nurse were all confused. What does this have to do with them?
"An hour ago, I specially added enough poison to the drinking water in the hospital. I believe that tonight, all the patients, doctors and nurses in our hospital will die with Dr. Ke, and then bless Dr. Ke to reunite with his deceased wife in the underworld!" Sang Mian spoke her plan in high spirits, and then she bowed deeply: "Thank you very much for your long-term company. Don't worry, if someone doesn't die tonight, I will definitely send him off with my own hands!"
“…”
The patients were stunned. What kind of bullshit logic is this? They don’t love Dr. Ke, but they want to die for him? How can this be justified? And the troublemaker is still standing there as if nothing happened.
Sang Mian stared at him with a pair of innocent big eyes: "It's okay, you still have a few hours to live. If you can't wait to die, you can do it yourself~"
Patients: “…”
"Um... do you have the antidote?" an inconspicuous patient asked cautiously.
Sang Mian spread his hands and said, "Of course there is! I hid it. I haven't asked Dr. Ke what he thinks. If he is willing to be with me, there is no need to send him and everyone else to death."
The fat nurse slammed the table and said, "That's enough!" She glared at Sang Mian sinisterly, "You go to Dr. Ke's treatment room too!"
Little girl: “…”
A fragile little girl shattered gently, she hadn't even said what was wrong with her! Looking at their backs going away, the little girl mustered up her courage: "My disease... is very serious..."
After she said this, she received cold stares from all the patients, and she finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
*
Except for Sang Mian, all the other players sat in the audience to watch the performance.
The rows of crimson leather seats were filled with audience members, who were arranged by the theater director to watch the performance in the corner on the left.
Originally, several people were supposed to perform on stage to test their acting skills, but the dean used the excuse that there were not enough people and there was only one stage, so the employees had to be tested one by one.
There are seven players in this dungeon, including the five people in their team and two unknown players.
After some quiet self-introductions, it turned out that the two were members of the Eternal Night Cult. The female player's name was Luo Jiangjiang, and her weirdness value was 40 points. The male player's name was Yan Ming, and his weirdness value was 36 points. They were both very strong.
Because the Bu Cilantro-eaters and the Cult of the Eternal Night have always been incompatible, after getting to know each other, they subconsciously kept their distance and focused their attention on the stage screen in front of them.
At this point, the scene has reached Sang Mian following the fat nurse to the treatment room.
Bai Tang felt mixed emotions after seeing this scene, "As expected of Mian Mian, she really has a solution."
Luo Jiangjiang of the Eternal Night Cult said disdainfully: "Even my grandma wouldn't believe this fabricated story, and yet it managed to pass. I'm speechless."
Xia Qing retorted, "Does my sister Sang need your evaluation? If you can do it, go ahead! I guess you can't even see Dr. Ke! You're just a talker!"
"Am I wrong? It's true! And poisoning. The patient knows it's impossible!" Luo Jiangjiang argued: "The previous patients all told their illnesses honestly, but she is different. Can't she make up a convincing story?"
Xia Qing was unconvinced and said, "Go through the dungeon honestly? Are you talking like a human being? If you go through the dungeon honestly in this weird game, you would have died eight hundred times, right? Anyway, Sister Sang's plan succeeded, and you are just jealous of Sister Sang's talent now!"
Luo Jiangjiang: “?” He felt like he wanted to refute but was powerless to do so. After all, the other person’s plan was indeed successful.
Yan Ming had a bad temper. He grabbed Luo Jiangjiang's arm and said unhappily, "Don't bother with her. This is all they can do!"
"You can often see species diversity in dungeons." Zhou Jianyi had a sly smile on his face, "Dear Vice President, why are you arguing with her? The diversity of species looks quite funny, let's just watch the show."
Xia Qing was stunned for a second before she realized that Zhou Jianyi was hinting at Luo Jiangjiang. She felt much better instantly, "You're right! Why should I argue with her? We're not on the same level, so there's no need."
Luo Jiangjiang was so angry after being poked: "What do you mean? Who are you scolding? Do you have any manners?"
Zhou Jian said indifferently: "Whoever is more angry will be the one."
Luo Jiangjiang took a deep breath and calmed down! It's best not to conflict with teammates in the copy, no! She couldn't stand it!
Yan Ming spoke before her and began to attack Zhou Jian personally: "You are dressed inappropriately. A grown man with pierced ears and a necklace, you are obviously not a good person. Humph! A dog can't spit out ivory!"
"Oh? Who are you? You dare to say that about my brother?" Zhou Jia said coldly, "You are yelling because your cerebellum is not fully developed?"
【Author’s words】
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