"The director conducts a comprehensive examination on Sister Ruan every month. Countless treatment plans have been written and discarded, but there is still no solution."
"Gradually, Sister Ruan began to give up on herself and resisted the dean's treatment. No matter how hard we tried to persuade her, it was useless. So we took her away by force."
Dr. Fu parted ways with the two men in front of the psychiatric building. Lu Zhi had no reason to go again, so she could only stare at the man's departing back with a little regret and sighed reluctantly.
Wang Zile looked at her incredulously: "You're not really having an affair with the doctor here, are you?"
No wonder he thought so, it was because Lu Zhi's eyes were too sticky and stringy, which made Wang Ziyue feel sick.
Lu Zhi looked away and curled his lips: "How is that possible? I can't bear to leave the psychiatric building."
Well, love between people has turned into love between people and buildings.
No more joking, Wang Zile asked her seriously: "Do you think there is any conflict between Ruan Mei and Ruan Zhi?"
Lu Zhi said nothing and narrowed his eyes.
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In the afternoon, Lu Zhi and Wang Zilu patrolled the third floor. She went to the office again and searched inside and out but couldn't find the key to the diary.
The locked diary still lies in her coat pocket.
After choosing a time slot, Wang Zile and Lu Zhi went to the ward where Xia Wenjun was.
There are also a set of rules for patients. Xia Wenjun cannot walk around the hospital freely in the afternoon, and can only go to him to exchange information.
The double room was dimly lit. The velvet curtains hanging down to the floor in front of the window covered the window tightly. Only a few faint gasps could be heard in the airtight environment.
There were rhythmic knocks on the door. Xia Wenjun, who was lying on his side against the wall, withdrew his vigilant eyes and looked towards the door in the direction of the sound.
The door creaked open, and the light from the corridor impatiently slipped in through the crack in the door, illuminating a small dark area.
Before entering the door, Lu Zhi glanced at the electronic screen on the right wall, which scrolled a paragraph of small words:
[Bed No. 1 Liu Guang has a light allergy and cannot stand natural or artificial light. His room must be completely dark. If he gets sick, he will go crazy and attack anyone without a purpose.]
[Bed No. 2 Xia*jun, mental disorder caused by intracranial infection, mental problems caused by intracranial infection, no symptoms, facial congestion, extremely aggressive.]
So the two of them quickly closed the door after opening it.
Bed number one was located close to the door, and sure enough, the light still caused him discomfort.
The heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows gasping in the wind, accompanied by the crackling and twisting sound of bones, which was so painful to hear.
Suddenly, Lu Zhi fell into darkness from the bright night. He was blinded for a moment, then stood firmly at the door, and touched the door handle with his hand behind his back.
As long as she sensed something was wrong, she could quickly open the door and rush out.
After squinting his eyes and adjusting to the dim light, Lu Zhi blinked and looked around.
The corners of the walls were covered with spots of mold, the air temperature had become much colder, and the bathroom in the suite made a dripping sound, but the floor underfoot was clean.
Her dark eyes turned and looked at bed number one not far ahead.
**There was a thin black figure lying there, his limbs were too long and thin, and his skinny appearance made his cheeks sunken. At this moment, he was coughing violently while gasping for breath.
He coughed so hard that Lu Zhi was afraid he would cough out his entire lung in the next second.
Sitting next to bed number one with her back to the two of them was a listless old woman.
With this mother and son around, Lu Zhi and Wang Zile couldn't tell Xia Wenjun the game information in front of the NPC.
In order to fit in with the character of a doctor, when the old woman's hollow eyes looked at him, Lu Zhi pursed his lips and had a pen hanging on the notebook lying at his elbow.
After a few brief inquiries and communications, Lu Zhi pretended to make notes in the notebook and turned to Wang Zile.
At this time, Wang Zilu was stumbling over asking about Xia Wenjun's physical condition. When he saw Lu Zhi coming back, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
He found a random excuse and took Xia Wenjun to the bathroom.
A fishy smell filled the air. As soon as Wang Zile pushed open the door, he was choked by the disgusting smell and his eyes turned red. He almost vomited on the spot.
Now they can't afford to be disgusted.
Xia Wenjun was a little dazed, and when he saw Wang Ziyue and Lu Zhi, he was a little slow in thinking.
He forced himself to stay alert and ignore the stabbing pain in his head.
Lu Zhi and Wang Zilue quickly concisely conveyed the information, and after waiting for half a minute for Xia Wenjun to digest it, they asked him if he had discovered anything.
Xia Wenjun: "At 2 pm, the hospital will arrange nurses to give medicine. The food in the cafeteria I went to was very bad. Many people fell ill halfway through the meal and were all carried away by the nurses..."
Xiao Liu in the ward is one of them. According to Xia Wenjun, Xiao Liu's condition generally does not allow him to eat in the cafeteria.
But the hospital nurse knocked on the door and pushed him in, only putting a black light-blocking cover on his head.
Xiao Liu felt so much pain on the way that tears streamed down his numb face. His bony arms were twisted by the strong nurse.
Xiao Liu's mother followed behind him, her face showing pity and pain, and she wished she could suffer this pain for her own son.
But what could she do? Her son's allergy to strong light came out of nowhere. The diagnosis was normal, just a common cold and fever...
"Does Xiao Liu look scary when he's sick?"
Up to now, Wang Zilue has never seen a patient fall ill. He has seen a nurse suddenly become ill and has also caught a glimpse of a doctor who turned into a monster.
Hearing Wang Zile's words, Xia Wenjun couldn't help but imagine Xiao Liu's madness and his face twitching constantly.
Lu Zhi also looked at him.
Xia Wenjun opened her mouth and just uttered a few syllables when there was a knock on the bathroom cubicle door.
I fear the air suddenly freezing.
The three of them looked at each other, stepped together silently, and stared at the cubicle door that was creaking from being slammed.
Before coming, Wang Zilu checked the bathroom inside and out, even the squat toilet cubicle.
At this moment, something unknown was suddenly knocking on the door. The chill spread from the soles of his feet to the back of his head. The biting cold made the hot air exhaled by Lu Zhi condense into white mist.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The noise of the thing inside banging on the door was getting louder and louder, and it would break out in the next second.
With her back resting against the cold tiles of the sink, Lu Zhi suddenly felt something scratching at her neck, as if a cat owner had discovered it and was poking her with a cat toy.
A damp fishy smell wafted in from behind her ears. Wang Zile, who was standing beside her, rubbed his hairy arms and muttered that there was a strange smell.
"call."
Someone blew a gust of cold wind on the tip of his ear, and the sound of grinding teeth made Lu Zhi's scalp numb. He turned around quickly without making a sound, and stepped back at the same time.
The sharp nails hit nothing, and anger and resentment flashed in the two pairs of eyes hidden behind the wet black hair.
The anger came inexplicably. Lu Zhi suddenly saw the injured left shoulder of the female monster - the hideous scar was too familiar. Wasn't it caused by her using a scalpel?
"Fuck! I'm scared to death!"
Wang Zilu was no pushover either. He raised his hand and threw something over, causing the female monster to scream in pain.
The sharp and hoarse roar was like the roar of a wild beast. Xia Wenjun, who was a beat slower, was grabbed by the throat and pulled back, barely avoiding the sharp claws that were heading for his neck.
Xia Wenjun realized it later and felt the impact of the disease on him, and he broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
Even if he has a way to save his life, if he dies quickly enough, he will not have the chance to open his backpack and use the substitute props.
"Don't you think?" The three of them stared at the female monster ready to attack, and Wang Zile hesitated and asked, "Doesn't she look like Ruan Zhi?"
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