Lin Mo didn't know where the ward was.

But it didn't matter, he just had to let another doctor go ahead.

Lin Mo was also talking nonstop on the way. Several doctors and nurses were stunned by him. Every time Lin Mo spoke, they nodded.

Met a lot of people along the way.

There are doctors and nurses, and more security guards.

Lin Mo also discovered at this time that Ward 2 was just like a normal mental hospital, and the people here worked, chatted and studied like ordinary people.

Although it has been less than two hours since entering Ward 2, an illusion has already been created.

It’s like returning to the real world.

Halfway through, Lin Mo finally met the first mentally ill patient he had seen in Ward 2, a man tied to a roller bed.

The patient's limbs were firmly fixed, so it was useless for him to struggle.

There was no way to speak because there was something stuffed in his mouth and he could only make humming sounds.

Lin Mo felt the mental power from this patient.

Not strong, but there.

But this mental power seems to be suppressed by some force.

The patient was quickly pushed away by several nurses, and no one knew where he went.

"This is being sent to Professor Mister Yang's treatment room." Someone said casually.

Lin Mo said nothing.

It’s not convenient to ask more questions in this situation.

So as not to arouse suspicion.

Although he was very curious about the treatment room, he still wanted stability at this stage.

Only by keeping stable can we develop. We have to be humble and not wasteful.

We have arrived at the ward.

There are similar wards in Ward 1, but the difference is that this is a single room, smaller, and the door is more solid. In addition to the observation window, there is also a 1.5-meter square single-sided glass, through which you can see the whole picture of the patient inside.

The patient's basic information is posted on the door.

This is good.

In this way, suitable patients can be selected for practice.

He has to finish this drama before he can prove his identity as a "doctor".

As for who to impersonate, Lin Mo had already thought about it.

The new intern, Scott.

Since he is new, there must be very few people who have seen this intern, or even no one.

And the other party didn't come.

So impersonating Scott is the most appropriate.

The next step is not only to confirm this identity, but also to obtain a set of corresponding documents so that you can move freely in Ward 2.

If patients and doctors are hostile parties in this insane asylum, then Lin Mo is now an agent who has infiltrated the enemy.

Come to think of it, it’s quite exciting.

"I'm new here. Oh, and I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Scott, and I'm the new intern."

Lin Mo told lies without blushing or getting nervous, and he spoke them as if they were true.

Anyway, no one could tell that he was lying.

"I don't know these patients well, but this will better reflect the special features of my treatment method. So, which patient here has the most serious condition? It would be best to find the one with whom I can't communicate at all."

Lin Mo showed great confidence.

Because he is a new doctor, and one who has a strong background, he has to show off his skills and intimidate others.

Otherwise it will be difficult to carry out action.

When they heard that the other party was just an intern, several senior doctors showed obvious contempt.

This is not surprising.

In places like this, no matter where you are, seniority is the basis for advancement.

An intern dares to express his opinion.

They expressed dissatisfaction.

But everyone has heard of this intern named Scott. He has a background and backers, so no one will give him the cold shoulder openly, but it is still possible to trip him up secretly.

"Doctor Scott, why don't you just choose Patient No. 98? This patient is notoriously difficult to deal with. Not only does he have split personality, he also has severe violent tendencies and delusions..."

"Okay, then it's him."

Lin Mo also saw Patient No. 98.

It is indeed extraordinary.

The other patients in the ward were relatively free, at least they didn't wear straitjackets.

But this patient, number 98, was wearing a full straitjacket.

The problem is, judging from visual observation, this patient is not in that critical condition. He is very thin, and unlike the patients around him, he does not cry, make a fuss, or shout.

This one is very quiet.

Just sitting on the ground, looking straight outside.

When Lin Mo looked at him, he was also staring at Lin Mo.

"Open the door!" Lin Mo ordered.

A nurse opened the door of the ward with a key.

The others just followed from a distance.

Lin Mo put on the paper bag again to put on a full performance.

Of course, he hopes to wear it this time so that he can see his mother and the others.

But he was disappointed.

Still can't see it.

Apparently there was something very special in Ward 2 that was suppressing the mental power.

And now Lin Mo can basically determine how it was done.

Air.

No matter where you are here, you can smell the very strong smell of disinfectant.

It was this smell that suppressed the mental power.

It took Lin Mo some time to confirm this.

"Be careful and observe. From now on, don't talk to me, and don't talk to each other. Don't even whisper. Don't make any noise." Lin Mo instructed the people behind him.

Then he walked straight to Patient No. 98.

The other party kept staring at Lin Mo.

There was no change in his expression, nor did he look anywhere else.

Straight and clear.

Lin Mo has seen all kinds of situations. He is not afraid of madmen because he is also a madman now.

He reached out and took off the mask on the other person's face.

He revealed a pale face, probably because he was too thin, with high cheekbones and his eyes seemed a little bulging.

He doesn't look like a normal person.

There are definitely people who believe that this guy is a perverted murderer who eats human flesh.

Lin Mo was about to speak when this guy spoke first.

"Brother, how did you do that?"

Obviously the mentally ill know the mentally ill best.

You can tell at a glance whether he is a fellow patient or not.

The main reason is that the distance is so close that the mental power cannot be hidden.

Lin Mo patted the other person's shoulder and whispered, "If you listen to me, you can do it too."

Let’s draw a big picture first.

The bulging-eyed man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother, I'll do whatever you say, but let's make a deal. When we eat meat later, you can't grab the meat on my butt. I just like it."

Lin Mosin thought that this man really lived up to his abnormal appearance.

Perverted and crazy.

This is also a top-notch product.

"I'll give you my butt, that's all right!"

"Okay, that's great, just tell me and I'll do it."

"I will untie the restraints on you later, and you take the medicine on your own initiative. Also, be polite and say thank you when others help you. You must not show any aggression. Uh, that's not enough. Let me think about it... Oh, how about this, after you take the medicine, find a chance to kneel down in front of me and say thank you to the doctor for your treatment. You will fully cooperate with the treatment in the future and strive to recover and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

“…”

"Why, you don't want to?"

"Yes, I just want to add a scene. When I kneel down later, I will cry. This way it will be more realistic."

"That makes sense, let's do it."

After saying that, Lin Mo made an OK gesture to the people behind him, and then untied the restraints on the bulging-eyed man.

As soon as he was untied, he fell to his knees and started howling.

"Doctor, thank you for your treatment. I will fully cooperate with the treatment in the future and strive to recover and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

Holding her thighs, she was really crying.

I was crying and snotting, and all I had left was to sing "Thank You".

Lin Mo covered his face.

I thought to myself, you didn’t even take the medicine, how did you get better?

There is no choice but to continue acting.

He took off the paper bag first, then smiled. There was a hint of compassion as a doctor in his smile, but also a kind of confidence, as if everything was under control.

"Okay, stop crying. Just recognize your mistakes. Knowing your mistakes can help you improve. Remember to take your medicine and cooperate with the treatment. Don't resist anymore."

The other party nodded repeatedly.

Seeing this scene, the doctors and nurses behind were dumbfounded.

"Dr. Scott's treatment methods are amazing, just like Professor Mister Young's."

"Yes, it seems to be about the same. It feels like his treatment method is very effective. In terms of efficacy alone, he is as good as Professor Yang."

At that moment, several doctors and nurses applauded.

A few security guards didn't understand what was going on, so they also applauded. For a moment, the applause was thunderous.

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