Jiang Chen acted like a gentleman: "No, it's forbidden."
03's expression darkened again: "Are you kidding me? This isn't obsessive-compulsive disorder at all!"
"Who says it's not true? Any disease has different stages, early, middle and late stages. I'm just at a different level of severity. I don't care about small things like neat clothes and symmetrical hair."
"But I can see some more serious problems in this world!" Jiang Chen said confidently, with a hint of contempt in his tone.
"You'd better really say this. Tell me, is there anything more unbearable than untidy clothes, asymmetrical things, and uncoordinated placement of objects?" No. 03 said in a deep voice.
"Too much. This is too much."
Jiang Chen seemed to have recalled something bad, and a hint of instinctive disgust appeared on his face: "There are many abnormal people in this hospital alone."
"How did so many doctors get into this supposedly safe mental hospital? Think about it, originally this place was full of us patients, all wearing the same hospital gowns, all sick, and we were all having fun together."
"But suddenly, a doctor came down, wearing a white coat that was completely different from the others around him, and walked among a group of people wearing blue and white checkered hospital gowns."
"Everywhere he walks, everything is disrupted!"
"What was once noisy suddenly stopped, and the patient who was once ill suddenly pretended to be normal. Damn it! It's really damn it! All the coordination is gone."
"All because of a damn doctor!"
Jiang Chen became more and more excited as he spoke. He was breathing heavily, clenching his fists, veins bulging on his forehead, and bloodshot eyes, as if he was ready to devour someone.
No. 03 was also infected by this emotion.
Especially when you put yourself in the context of Jiang Chen, and think carefully about that picture.
The scene of a large group of patients getting sick was originally coordinated, but because a doctor walked in, some patients chose to pretend to be normal, and some patients kept their mouths shut.
The harmonious picture suddenly became uneven.
"Yes! Damn it! How can a doctor enter among patients? This is so inappropriate!" No. 03 also started cursing.
"Why didn't I think of this before?"
"Are you really sicker than me?"
He looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
Jiang Chen's face was filled with even more resentment: "This isn't the scariest thing."
"The key is these damn doctors, they're deliberately creating disharmony. Where did all these death words on your body come from?"
03 immediately said coldly: "It's the doctors, those damn doctors!"
"They forced me to drink a large bowl of thick, black medicine. The contents were bitter and disgusting. After I drank it, worms crawled in my stomach, and then the word 'death' began to grow on my skin."
"The worst part is, these words are randomly distributed."
"I dug out a lot of my own flesh to make them look more coordinated!"
"That's right!" Jiang Chen continued, "As you can see, these damn doctors have been trying their best to create disharmony!"
This time, No. 03 was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Chen a few times, puzzled: "What did they do to you? There is clearly no word 'death' on your body."
"They did something even worse to me, damn it!" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, "I just killed over twenty doctors and carved their names on my hammer."
"But do you know what they did?"
"They add up to an odd number!"
"Damn it! This death list doesn't look symmetrical at all!"
This time, No. 03 took a long time to react before he opened his mouth in shock.
Is this human language?
You are sicker than me!
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