Letting Chen Ge kill Zuo Han might have been the hospital's plan from the beginning!

The only thing that makes a madman even crazier is to dig out the bloody secrets in his heart and then present them to him again in another form.

"Is this a treatment?" Chen Ge's hands slowly clenched.

Compared to Chen Ge, Zuo Han seemed calmer: "The hospital seemed to have arranged the treatment process, but for various reasons, they had to use the reserved means in advance."

These two patients are very special. Chen Ge has an extremely complicated past. The hospital focused all its attention on Chen Ge and ended up underestimating Zuo Han.

They didn't expect that Zuo Han would even doubt his own memory, disrupting the "treatment" process.

The original plan was disrupted, and now these two extremely sensitive patients were slowly taking the initiative.

"Well, the hospital's behavior has once again proved our speculation." Chen Ge put down his fork: "But why did they do this?"

"Yes, this is also what I am confused about. Whether in terms of brains or utilization value, I seem to be much more useful than you, right? Even if I am not as good as you in some aspects, I can't be a medicine to 'cure' you, right?" Zuo Han said in a gloomy voice.

"You are the medicine that 'treats' me? A living person is the medicine?" Chen Ge seemed to have remembered something, but he stopped thinking in time: "Tonight is not peaceful. In order not to arouse the hospital's suspicion, I am afraid I have to inconvenience you."

"Are you going to poke a few holes in me with a fork?" The conversation between Zuo Han and Chen Ge became more and more patient.

"That's not the case." Chen Ge looked at the remaining pills and asked, "Do you think I should take half a pill to try it? To experience that state?"

"Are you crazy?" a mentally ill patient asked another mentally ill patient from the bottom of his heart.

"If you don't die tonight, the hospital may continue to feed me this medicine. I need to know how it feels to take this medicine so that I can act more realistically." Chen Ge didn't know why, but he was very serious about honing his acting skills. This seemed to be a professional quality engraved in his bones: "Don't get too close to me tonight."

As he spoke, Chen Ge dipped his finger into a little powder and put it into his mouth without any hesitation.

"You are too cruel." Zuo Han took a step back. He was a very smart man. In terms of IQ alone, he felt that he would never lose to Chen Ge. But he now slowly realized that there was a big gap between him and Chen Ge.

"The taste is the same as the white pills, which means that the black thread has no special smell." Chen Ge pursed his lips, facing Zuo Han, and sat on his sickbed.

In order to prevent any accidents, he picked up the restraints and tied his hands.

"Is it because the amount is too little? I don't feel anything now, but it's a pity that I wasted too much feeding the insects just now." Chen Ge's eyes were calm. The pain in his mind burned his soul while also opening a tiny crack in the "lock" imprinted in his memory.

All the pain was not endured in vain. Chen Ge now knew how to avoid thinking about that kind of pain. As long as he didn't touch on the past and didn't think about those words with special meanings, he wouldn't faint from the pain even if it triggered.

"It takes time for any drug to take effect. You can slowly feel the changes in your body and mind." Zuo Han retreated to the corner, which was the farthest place from Chen Ge. He leaned his back against the wall, his face full of bitterness: "The hospital wants you to kill me with your own hands, which means that killing me can stimulate you. It seems that we used to be very good friends."

"You remember that you were a student of the Forensic Medical School, which is a completely different life trajectory from mine. Why did we become friends? Or what is our bond?" Chen Ge was unable to think deeply, as Zuo Han was now his brain.

"Maybe you really were the owner of the haunted house. I'm a very curious and competitive person. I probably visited your haunted house before, but you tricked me. I was unwilling to accept the result, so I continued to challenge you. Then we felt a sense of sympathy for each other? We became friends after a few interactions?" Zuo Han knew his own character very well. He said casually, "The various actions of the hospital actually revealed very important information. At least we can completely trust each other."

Chen Ge sat in the bed, carefully feeling the changes in his body: "There should be some of our friends among the patients in the hospital, such as Zhang Jingjiu. There are more than one patient like him."

"But why did this happen?" Zuo Han thought carefully: "When we went to find Zhang Jingjiu, he didn't respond to my voice, but he responded to yours. We are not connected to each other. We are all related to you."

"Yes, I feel the same way. I am the center of all causes and effects." Chen Ge looked at the metal fork on the plate. "You all seem to be the 'medicine' prepared for me by the hospital."

Chen Ge and Zuo Han are peeling back the layers of veils of the hospital. On the surface, the hospital brings hope and healing to patients, but its true appearance may shock every patient.

An hour later, black particles began to appear on Chen Ge's skin. Perhaps because the dosage of the drug was too small, the black particles could not connect into thin lines in Chen Ge's body.

As the black particles appeared, Chen Ge's eyes turned red, his chest heaved, and the blood vessels on his arms bulged.

"Are you... okay?" Zuo Han was standing at the door, holding the door handle, ready to run out at any time.

"Those black particles seem to contain negative emotions and some kind of power. They want to control my body. There seems to be another force in my body that is suppressing the black particles and preventing them from having any effect. The suppressing force seems to be coming from my heart."

Chen Ge felt the changes in his body: "These black particles should be used to draw out the power in my heart. Could it be that my second personality is hidden in my heart? If I really have schizophrenia, then shouldn't my second personality exist in my mind?"

Sitting on the bedside, Chen Ge talked to himself. Zuo Han at the door looked nervous and didn't dare to say a word.

As time passed, the black particles in Chen Ge's body became more and more active. His current condition was very unstable, and his eyes were full of bloodshot, which looked very scary.

"After the drug enters the body, its efficacy reaches its peak three hours later, and if it is not released, the stimulating feeling will continue to exist." Chen Ge's face was grim, but his voice was calmer than ever before: "I only took some powder. If I swallowed the whole pill, I would be caught off guard and my psychological defenses would be breached, and I would kill my roommate in his sleep."

"Hey, I'm right here, please consider my feelings when you talk."

"But this medicine seems to have benefits. After swallowing it, my physical weakness has obviously lessened, and the feeling of being restrained and unable to use any strength has gradually disappeared." There are pros and cons. What Chen Ge is best at is finding things that can help him in desperate situations.

At one o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge felt that the effect of the drug would not increase any more. He forcibly broke free from the restraints on his hands and picked up the metal fork on the plate: "Zuo Han, if you don't run fast enough, you may get a few more blood holes on your body, but don't worry, I will avoid the vital parts."

"Wait! Are you starting now?!" As soon as Zuo Han finished speaking, he saw that Chen Ge had completely changed into a different person.

There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes and a morbid desire on his twisted face. He seemed eager to destroy all living things he saw. Only blood and killing could soothe his soul.

"Shit!" Even though they had discussed it in advance, Zuo Han still felt very scared. He didn't believe that Chen Ge was acting at all. The degree of restoration was more than 200%. Fear was growing like a poisonous weed in his heart.

One leg was in a plaster cast, making it difficult for him to walk, but Chen Ge lay on the ground like a wild beast.

The hospital had let Chen Ge watch the video of him going crazy. Dr. Gao had originally wanted to prove that Chen Ge did have a second personality. He had never thought that the video would become the blueprint for Chen Ge's imitation.

Chen Ge knew what he looked like when he went crazy, whether it was his expression or his movements, he perfectly reproduced it in every aspect.

The sharp metal fork scratched the sheets and pillows, pierced through the bedding, and left several small holes in the wooden boards.

Zuo Han shrank his neck. He knew that Chen Ge was serious. If that force pierced his body, it would probably cause a bloody wound.

"Help!"

After opening the door of the ward, Zuo Han ran out shouting.

The hospital bed was knocked askew, and the moment Zuo Han ran out, the metal fork scraped the back of his head and tore his hospital gown.

With a swish sound, the coat was cut open and a chill ran down Zuo Han's back. If he had been a step slower, the fork would have pierced his spine directly!

"This guy's real identity is actually a perverted murderer, right? He is so skilled! He must have rehearsed it in his mind many times! Maybe I have been killed many times in his mind!" Zuo Han became more and more scared the more he thought about it. After he rushed out of the ward, he looked back and cold sweat broke out.

Chen Ge supported himself on the ground with his hands, dragging his plastered leg, with a crazy look on his face, chasing him hysterically!

Even though he knew it was all an act, Zuo Han was really scared now. He couldn't control himself at all and instinctively fled towards the duty room where the nurse was.

"Help! Help!"

One was chasing, the other was escaping. A familiar feeling came to both of them at the same time, as if they had had such an experience before.

The caregivers who usually appear when they hear any noise seemed to be off work today. No matter how Zuo Han shouted, no one came.

Zuo Han didn't dare to stay. He didn't know whether Chen Ge was acting or was really affected. Anyway, with his IQ, he couldn't tell the difference.

Zuo Han ran for his life without even daring to look back, he just ran to the nursing duty room.

Zuo Han kept shouting while banging on the door frantically.

After a while, the back door opened and a nurse poked his head out impatiently. What he saw was Chen Ge's hideous and distorted face.

“Bang!”

The nurse was knocked down by Chen Ge, and both of them hit the door heavily.

When the nurse screamed, the frantic Chen Ge actually gave Zuo Han a look, signaling him to check the duty room.

The two of them were in sync. Chen Ge wrestled with the nurse unilaterally, and another nurse ran out to help. Zuo Han took the opportunity to hide in the duty room.

Although the drug was just some powder, it was very irritating and neither of the two nurses could stop Chen Ge.

A metal fork became a deadly weapon in Chen Ge's hand. The two caregivers did not expect to meet such a scary patient. One of them took out his white-shelled mobile phone as if he wanted to call someone, but before he could dial the number, Chen Ge held his hand tightly.

"Save me! Save me!" The fork fell again and again, aiming at the caregiver's eyes. The frightened caregiver always dodged it by a hair's breadth. For ordinary people, this kind of stimulation is simply unbearable.

Zuo Han had only been in the duty room for three minutes, but he seemed to have gained something important. He heard the nurse calling for help, but he had no intention of helping and ran directly to the other side of the corridor.

The two caregivers knew they couldn't control Chen Ge, so they pushed Chen Ge away and started to run for their lives.

"I was almost killed! I was almost killed by him!" Zuo Han shouted as he ran, like a madman having a seizure, repeating this sentence over and over again.

"Go find the night doctor! Go to the doctor's office!" The two nurses ran in a certain direction of the hospital. Zuo Han followed them. Chen Ge crawled on the ground, not very fast, so it gave them time to escape.

In fact, Chen Ge's hands and arms were already covered with wounds, but the pain only made his expression more distorted and terrifying.

Opening the door in the middle of the corridor on the first floor, the nurse ran into the second ward, which was obviously much more gloomy than the third ward.

"Doctor! Doctor!" The nurse and Zuo Han went into a room. The lights came on and a doctor in a white coat walked out.

Under the doctor's command, the three worked together to control Chen Ge.

After being put in the restraints, Chen Ge felt that he could not resist. He secretly glanced at Zuo Han, who seemed to have made a surprising discovery while hiding in the night doctor's room.

After knowing that his fellow patient was doing the right thing, Chen Ge felt relieved. He struggled desperately with his last bit of strength, and then his brain began to recall fragments of memories related to his parents and the horror house. Soon, the pain of tearing his skull overwhelmed him, and Chen Ge fainted from the pain.

…

He slowly opened his eyes. Outside the window, the sun was about to set. Chen Ge had been unconscious for more than ten hours this time.

"Can you hear me?" Doctor Gao stood beside Chen Ge's bed, his face full of worry: "You are finally awake."

"I..." With his lips cracked, Chen Ge looked around and found that he was sent to an isolation ward: "Why am I here?"

"Your second personality appeared again last night and almost killed the nurse in our hospital."

"How is this possible?!" Chen Ge anxiously tried to sit up from the sickbed, but his hands and feet were bound and he couldn't move at all.

"It's true." Doctor Gao showed Chen Ge the surveillance video again: "Your second personality is full of destructive desires. If you can't defeat him, sooner or later you will be devoured by him."