Mysterious recovery, the world is unscientific

Chapter 2 Blue Pupils
"what……"

Early in the morning, Zhang Qian woke up with a sound of shock.

The moment she woke up, she sat up, stretched out her hand to touch her forehead, and found that she was already a big man, and her whole body was already soaked in sweat. The pink pajamas that were originally dry were also soaked in sweat.

She got up and rushed to the door, far away from the dressing table, not close at all.

After making sure that there were no problems in the vanity mirror, she slowly walked forward and looked at her eyes in the mirror. It was not like last night, the pupils turned blue.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qian thought it was just a dream.

Suppressing the sense of panic in her heart, she calmed down, got up silently, and went to wash and tidy up.

Half an hour later, she chose to put this "weird dream" aside, and went to work in a good mood.

But this morning, she felt quite restless.

Until noon, Zhang Qian received a call from Xicheng Mental Hospital, asking her to go over and do psychological counseling for a mental patient.

Of course, Zhang Qian would not refuse the business. She quickly went downstairs with her bag and drove to the mental hospital.

When she arrived at the mental hospital, the dean was already waiting at the door.

The dean is a middle-aged woman in her 40s. She is kind and kind. She has a good relationship with Zhang Qian. She often invites her to provide psychological counseling for mental patients. Over time, the relationship between the two has become very close.

Zhang Qian parked the car and came down to greet the dean.

"Dean, what kind of patient do you want me to provide psychological counseling to?"

"Xiao Zhang, you need to focus on this patient. He used to be a doctor at the best hospital in West City. He was still in charge of dissecting corpses and guarding the morgue. I want him to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid that if he really wants to kill someone, The patients in our hospital probably don’t even know how they died.”

"That's right. He knows the human body too well. It's really easy for this kind of person to kill someone."

Zhang Qian nodded in agreement.

The profession of doctors has its own peculiarities.

What's more, this mental patient is also a doctor who specializes in dissecting corpses.

The dean urged.

"Let's go Xiao Zhang, I'll take you there."

"By the way, Dean, why did he suffer from mental illness?"

"I don't know. When the hospital sent him here, they said that he suddenly seemed to go crazy one day, and he kept muttering that he could see things that everyone couldn't see, and then he became neurotic and tortured. It's here."

"Is that so? Then go and have a look. I'm really curious about this patient."

Zhang Qian was aroused interest.

As a new woman in the 21st century, she doesn't believe in these nonsense things, so naturally she doesn't really believe what the dean said, but she thinks that this patient is very interesting, maybe he is the same as her previous patient Chen Lin , Suffering from schizophrenia, saw hallucinations.

All in all, she really wanted to find out, what are the hallucinations that patients like this kind of people see in front of them?
How did these unreasonable hallucinations come about?
Maybe if these reasons are found out from this patient, the truth of Chen Lin's suicide can be found out.

With this in mind, Zhang Qian quickly followed the dean to a ward on the third floor of the mental hospital.

Enter the ward.

Zhang Qian found that at this time a young man about 25 years old was sitting by the window with his back to the gate, in a daze.

He is a bit thin, with a height of more than 1.7 meters [-]. He has short hair and a Chinese character face full of heroism. He is a handsome guy.

Zhang Qian took the patient's information from the dean, looked it over carefully, and then said calmly.

"Mr. Wang Hao, hello, my name is Zhang Qian, I'm a psychologist, and I'm here to give you psychological counseling."

Zhang Qian fell silent.

Wang Hao lowered his head and turned around slowly.

Zhang Qian frowned, unable to see his face clearly.

Just at this moment, Wang Hao's gloomy voice sounded.

"Beauty, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

Zhang Qian is a psychiatrist, and her psychological quality has always been excellent.

Facing such a mysterious and gloomy man, she was still not overwhelmed by his sudden words, on the contrary, she had a faint smile on her face, calm and unhurried.

The dean stood aside, but his face was as white as paper, as if Wang Hao's words had an invisible magic power, always giving people a kind of spiritual shock and shock.

What he brings to people is not only a kind of psychological pressure, but also a kind of mysterious gloom.

Zhang Qian and the dean formed a sharp contrast at this moment.

After a while, Zhang Qian said calmly.

"Mr. Wang, I'm a psychiatrist. I know you're not a normal person. You don't have to scare me in this way. I'm here today to give you psychological counseling. I don't want you to talk like this anymore."

"If you don't believe me, what did you encounter yesterday?"

Wang Hao said again.

But different from just now, when he said this, he finally slowly raised his drooping head.

But when he raised his head, Zhang Qian's face froze, her eyes widened unconsciously, and she stared straight at Wang Hao.

It was because Wang Hao's eyes were actually a pair of blue pupils. Under the sunlight penetrating through the window, his pupils exuded faint blue light, full of strange and weird expressions.

"How could his eyes be the same as my eyes emitting blue light in the dream last night? This is just a dream of mine, it can't be real?"

The dean beside her was startled by her words.

"Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with you? What dream? Are you okay?"

"Dean, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Xiao Zhang, if you feel uncomfortable, I won't give him psychological counseling. I'll invite another psychiatrist to come over. Don't force yourself!"

The dean replied with a pale face and a burst of concern.

Zhang Qian calmed down quickly, and her strong psychological quality did not allow her to waver.

"Hey hey hey..."

Wang Hao, who was sitting by the window, let out bursts of weird laughter at this moment.

For a while, the atmosphere in the ward became weird, and an inexplicable feeling, like a flood passing through, crazily hit Zhang Qian's heart.

What she didn't notice was that the woman in white clothes and red shoes who came to her last night was just an accident that revived her pupils. After contacting Wang Hao, her eyes really began to glow If there is no Blu-ray.

(End of this chapter)