Mysterious recovery, the world is unscientific

Chapter 112 Purgatory Realm

Zhang Qian frowned, thinking secretly.

Zhang Tiande and the others looked alert, ready to strike at all times.

Li Gui didn't say a word, just stared at them with his dark eyes.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Qian then whispered in Zhang Tiande's ear, "Second Grandpa, I understand, I'm afraid Gao Ren was really dealt with by the Ghost King. Zhao Ruixiang told me earlier that Gao Ren was seriously injured. He had to escape and come to me for help."

"Sun Lian'er is imprisoned in the wood line purgatory, and the ghost is imprisoned in the fire line purgatory. According to the situation, it is estimated that all the resentful souls that can be used by Gao Ren are taken by the king of ghosts."

"As expected of the ghost king, he is really powerful." Zhang Qian couldn't help boasting.

Long Tianya is indeed worthy of being the ghost party who dominates one side, even the master who hides in the dark has to be planted in his hands.

At this time, Li Gui said, "Doctor Zhang, I have a heart disease. I wonder if you can cure me?"

"If you can tell me how to break the fire and go to purgatory, I will treat your mental illness for you."

"I am the strongest here, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me." Li Gui said coldly.

Zhang Qian's face darkened and she was speechless.

The environment in the Fire Purgatory is worse than that in the Wood Purgatory.

Right now, the four of them have all been dehydrated and fatigued by the high temperature, so naturally they are not as comfortable as Li Gui.

So in this case, it's best not to do anything, otherwise, if they do, their fate will not be much better.

Wanting to understand this point, Zhang Qian quickly said to Zhang Tiande and the others, "Second Grandpa, since he wants something from me, then no matter what happens next, you don't need to do anything, just leave everything to me."

"you sure?"

"It's not what you said. Is it time for me to stand alone?"

"Okay! Then we will watch you perform this time."

Zhang Tiande grinned and gave Zhang Qian a chance to perform.

Zhang Qian nodded noncommittally.

"Hiss..."

At this time, bursts of ear-piercing hissing sounds suddenly sounded throughout the purgatory.

A gust of black energy gushed out from Li Gui's body, enveloping Zhang Qian and the five of them in an instant.

Zhang Qian only felt that her consciousness was blurred, her eyes went dark, and she immediately closed her eyes and collapsed.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was in a ward at this time.

In this ward, there is only one hospital bed, and the surrounding area is empty, without any other furniture.

Lying on the hospital bed was a middle-aged man who was tightly tied up.

"Hey hey hey..."

From time to time, he would let out a series of strange laughter, combined with the dim environment in front of him, it really gave people a very strange feeling.

"Crench!"

Just when Zhang Qian looked at him in a daze, the door of the ward was creaked and pushed open from the outside.

Du Lian came in with a tray.

Zhang Qian looked up and realized that this was actually the Xicheng Mental Hospital. The middle-aged man in front of him, who was tied up on the hospital bed and couldn't move, was a patient in the mental hospital.

After Du Lian came in, she stared directly at Zhang Qian and ordered, "Xiao Chen, does he have any reaction?"

"Ah? Dean, what did you say?"

"Didn't I ask you to come here first and help me see if he has any reaction?" Du Lian replied angrily.

Zhang Qian frowned, and instantly realized that she was already in an illusion.

And this illusion must be related to that ghost.

As for the "Xiao Chen" that Du Lian called, it should be her assistant Chen Yuan.

Zhang Qian used to go to Xicheng Mental Hospital frequently, and she also met Chen Yuan.

"I understand, I was pulled into his illusion by Li Gui, so now, in Du Lian's eyes, I am her assistant Chen Yuan, and she cannot see my real body in the illusion."

After figuring out the situation, Zhang Qian couldn't help muttering to herself.

Then she immediately changed the topic and said to Du Lian, "Principal, since I came in, he has been lying on the bed laughing strangely, and has no other reaction!"

"Then it seems that we have to increase the dose of the drug. It is best to get the test results tomorrow. Otherwise, the report will not come out, and there will be trouble if the payment is not made." Du Lian replied with a gloomy face.

After finishing the words, she walked forward, put the tray in her hand beside the hospital bed, picked up the syringe inside, and began to draw a bottle of white medicine.

After finishing the preliminary preparations, she told Zhang Qian, "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and hold him down for me."

"Good dean."

Zhang Qian nodded in response, walked over quickly, and helped Du Yuan hold down the right hand of the middle-aged man.

Looking down, she realized that the middle-aged man's right wrist, on the collar he was wearing, had two big characters "Chu Jian" written on it.

The reason he entered the mental hospital was because he had schizophrenia.

Du Lian said coldly, "Press it tight, lest he struggle and break the needle."

"okay, I get it."

Zhang Qian hurriedly responded and pressed down hard.

Without hesitation, Du Lian inserted a needle into the blood vessel on the back of Chu Jian's right hand, and injected the white medicine in the syringe into his body.

"what……"

As the medicine entered the blood vessels, Chu Jian opened his mouth and screamed in pain, struggling crazily on the hospital bed, his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

His facial features were distorted out of shape, and the skin all over his body began to turn red slowly.

All these reactions are enough to show that at this time, he is experiencing a huge torture from drugs.

But Du Lian didn't care. After injecting the medicine and pulling out the syringe, she began to take out the medicine test book to record Chu Jian's painful state and the physical reaction caused by the medicine's stimulation to the human body.

Standing aside, Zhang Qian gritted her teeth in hatred.

It was only then that she finally figured out that Du Lian, an old bastard, was actually in Xicheng Mental Hospital, secretly taking patients to test drugs in exchange for money from the drug manufacturer!
It is obvious that these people are suffering from mental illness, which is pitiful and painful enough, but she actually disregards their life and death for her own self-interest.

"Du Lian, Du Lian, I really didn't expect that you are such a beast. You used to be so kind and kind in front of me. It turned out to be a disguise. This is your true face."

Zhang Qian couldn't help but cursed in her heart.

She used to think that Dean Du Lian was a good person, but judging from the current situation, she realized that she was cheated.

Under Du Lian's kind face, there is an ugly face like a devil.

But when Zhang Qian saw the true face of Du Lian's hypocrisy, she was furious.

But Du Lian said to her, "Pack up the syringes and medicines and burn them."

"Okay, I'll burn it." Zhang Qian gritted her silver teeth and drank coldly.

Then she suppressed her anger, reached out to pick up the syringe, and stared fiercely at Du Lian's right neck!

(End of this chapter)