"Director, there are only two patients left." The assistant reminded in a low voice.

It seemed like he was telling the dean that that was enough and he shouldn't release any more.

"Got it. Come over together." The dean nodded slightly, then locked his eyes on Zhang Fan and the other two.

"Two patients, come here and let the dean diagnose your condition."

Wang Kai was not in a hurry even though he was interrupted. He and Zhang Fan took a few steps forward calmly and sat on the left and right sides of the dean's desk.

Seeing that others had been tested for so long, Wang Kai couldn't wait any longer.

Similarly, Zhang Fan has been proficient in various brain teasers since he was a child, and he also wants to try it out with the dean.

Of course, the two's main concern was to understand why the director deliberately did not allow the patient to be discharged.

If the most likely factor is not greed for money, the other aspects are somewhat unusual.

"Where are the files? Why haven't they come out yet?"

After pressing F5 several times on the computer, the dean frowned slightly and began to urge his assistant.

The assistant explained hastily:

"Director, these two people were just brought back by the security team. Their files have not been retrieved yet. Please diagnose them first. I will give you the patient files as soon as possible."

"All right."

The dean nodded nonchalantly, as if checking the files was just a formality.

So the dean simply closed the management platform and looked at Zhang Fan and said:

"Name."

Wang Kai seemed a little disappointed that he was not asked first.

"Zhang Fan."

"How many days have you been in the hospital?" The dean asked the same question.

"I just arrived this afternoon." Zhang Fan said.

"oh?"

The dean looked surprised and said incredulously:

"Why did you want to escape on the first day?"

"Um……"

Zhang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Master Dean, I'm not a mental patient at all. I just came in for a walk."

"hehe."

The director smiled slightly and said confidently, "Xiao Zhang, every mentally ill patient told me that he is not mentally ill. As the most authoritative mental hospital in South City, is it possible that Nantian Mental Hospital made a misdiagnosis?"

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to respond, the dean asked himself:

"But you can rest assured. If it is indeed a misdiagnosis by the doctors down there, I am confident that I can help you clear up the misunderstanding. Nanshan Mental Hospital never makes misdiagnoses!"

"This... is what the dean said."

Zhang Fan nodded awkwardly but did not refute.

A good one who never misdiagnoses.

What an authority in South City...

What a shame that the doctors under my command are not good enough...

Why do I feel that you, the dean, are the one most likely to misdiagnose?

Seeing Zhang Fan's cooperation, the dean directly took out his exclusive secret recipe and entered his intermediate stage.

"Next, you only need to answer three questions of mine. As long as you can answer all of them correctly, it can be confirmed that your mental state is fine."

"First question."

"Question: Square, circle, triangle, trapezoid. The better. Four people go out to play together, but one person is late. Who is late?"

After a brief thought, Zhang Fan replied, "Triangle, because they are congruent triangles!"

"The answer is... correct."

The dean raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan with some surprise.

He answered such a difficult question correctly in just one second.

This is a brain teaser...

This patient's condition is very dangerous.

After a brief hesitation, the dean continued to ask the second question:

"Next question, please."

"Question: Two people accidentally fell into a trap. The dead are called dead people, and what are the living ones called?"

"Call for help!" Zhang Fan blurted out!

"Hiss... the answer is correct."

The dean took a deep breath and was shocked.

In all his years as dean, this was the first time someone had managed to pass two tests with his exclusive secret recipe.

The first time might be a guess, but getting it right twice in a row shows that this patient has something.

He was able to answer such a weird question correctly... The patient's condition was already critical.

If I delay, then... I will be completely hopeless...

After pondering for a moment, the dean decided to increase the difficulty.

"You just got hospitalized today. I'm sure everything that happens in the outside world is very new to you."

"I'm going to ask you a relatively open-ended question. There are many ways to solve it. As long as you can tell me one, I'll let you go immediately."

"Okay, Dean, feel free to ask."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, but the dean's next question caught him off guard.

"As we all know, people who are followed by the funeral brother have no way to survive. If you are suddenly followed by the funeral brother and he recommends you the Changhong funeral and best one-stop service discount package, what should you do?"

"ah?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fan's face suddenly showed surprise.

My goodness, are your mental hospitals so up-to-date?

How to save yourself when being followed by the funeral brother...

If I remember correctly, there is only one funeral brother on the Internet today, and that's myself, right?

This problem is really tough. I don’t even know how to resolve it, let alone others.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s shocked expression, the dean already had some guesses in his mind.

That's it.

Is there still a way for people who are being watched by the funeral brother to survive?

Just stay in the hospital, this is the safest place!

There are bad guys out there!

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't answer it. I can give you some hints."

Out of kindness, the dean gave Zhang Fan, who was in a dilemma, some tips.

"First, you can beg Brother Funeral, maybe he will unfollow you."

"Second, you can try to listen to Brother Funeral. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

"Third, go to the Douying Company headquarters and force them to cancel your account immediately, threatening you with death."

"Fourth, everyone is going to die. You are editing the information overnight and dragging a few people down with you."

"Five, find Brother Resurrection and ask him to help you revive."

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it... ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Zhang Fan had no interest in the first few sentences.

But the last resurrected brother made Zhang Fan frown and feel confused.

This... Mental Hospital actually put itself and Brother Funeral into the test, and even let Brother Resurrection serve as the answer for itself.

Isn't that a bit disrespectful?

Some people have tried the previous methods, but they didn’t work. So they finally found a resurrection guy. Is this the correct answer?

"Three, two, one!"

Before Zhang Fan could think clearly, the dean's countdown had ended: "Please answer!"

"I...I choose..."

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment and chose to tell the truth:

"There's no way Brother Funeral would pay attention to me, because I am Brother Funeral himself!"

"Wrong answer. Your situation is very bad. You should stay in the temple for a few years... What? You said you are a funeral director?"

The dean had already thought of the diagnosis, but halfway through, he realized how outrageous Zhang Fan's response was.

"Yes, although I don't want to admit it, I am indeed the funeral brother himself."

Zhang Fan answered seriously. He just wanted to give it a try to see if he would be diagnosed as a mental patient if he answered normally.

"Well...you...you said you were the funeral brother..."

The dean was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Fan meaningfully, wondering what he was thinking about.

After a long silence, the dean turned to look at the assistant and said:

"The situation is very bad, talking nonsense, and having wild imaginations..."

"I'm afraid the usual treatment options won't work..."

"Dean, what should we do?" the assistant asked in confusion.

The dean had a plan in mind and blurted out:

"Ward 208, add an extra bed!"