above the disease

Chapter 302 The World of Mental Patients ()

Zhou Zhi believed that Xiao Mushroom would not be able to stand such a regular schedule.

Get up early and do morning exercises.

Undergo psychological consultation.

Complete the Mental Health Status Questionnaire.

At first Zhou Zhi thought this was a prison for criminals, but now it seems that it is really a hospital for treating patients.

At least in Zhou Zhi's view, Wu Shi and Lao Zhong are undoubtedly human scum, anomalous and inhumane plague exterminators.

A former heart disease exterminator, a former oral disease exterminator... are imprisoned here. Although they have lost their freedom, the Kuitian Hospital seems to be carrying out treatment.

[Disease index decreased].

[Disease index decreased].

Zhou Zhi could feel that the disease in these two patients was indeed on the decline.

Can this be modified?

Zhou Zhi frowned slightly.

Or...is there something else?

The entire fourth ward seems to be very large. In this area, there are many single wards that Zhou Zhi cannot see.

There seemed to be dozens of people in this area, but most of them didn't talk much and were very quiet.

The good thing is that people in this area don't seem to need to be forced to wear mouth gags.

Except for bad food.

Psychological diagnostic area.

"The patient's condition is relatively stable."

"Although he came into contact with Lao Zhong and Bad Food, he didn't seem to be affected by them."

"Check the pupils."

The psychiatrist in front of him looked at Zhou Zhi: "Sexual pervert, but your list does not include the specific content of your disease. It is very general."

The epidemic killer wearing an iron mask raised his head and looked at Calm Zhou Zhi, who was restrained on a metal chair.

"How are you feeling?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Or what you want to do."

Zhou Zhi looked at the plague exterminator in front of him.

"I feel fine, I'm just thinking about how to get out of here."

Zhou Zhi spoke truthfully.

Although you can't see clearly the expression behind the epidemic killer's mask, you can seem to feel a touch of humor: "Every patient who comes here wants to get out."

The exterminator was sorting out his documents: "What's your name?"

Zhou Zhi replied: "Zhou Zhi."

"I am Zhou Zhi from Xuanyuan Second Medical College participating in the freshman internship."

"But by some strange mechanism, I ended up here as a patient."

"So...I'm thinking about how to get out of here."

The epidemic killer did laugh this time: "Okay, okay, then you have to work hard."

He lowered his head and added something to the medical record.

"Number 9527, there is conjecture."

Zhou Zhi said nothing.

Haven't you heard of your own name?

In this way, the epidemic killers of Kuitianyuan have not left Kuitianyuan for at least one to two months.

Five days of ordinary life passed.

Zhou Zhi didn't even feel any pressure.

"The psychosis... that emanates from mental patients has been isolated by the facilities here."

Zhou Zhi finished washing up in the morning and waited for the psychological evaluation early.

only……

Something seems different today.

The patients on both sides of him were all mumbling something.

Zhou Zhi was a little strange.

Until the iron masked plague killer appeared.

"Number 1291, this time, the patient in the intensive care unit got you."

"I'll give you half an hour to prepare."

Number 1291 is Lao Zhong’s patient number.

Lao Zhong's voice was a little trembling, obviously different from usual: "It's someone who is seriously ill... Lao Zhong, I should be mentally prepared."

The iron plague exterminator was silent for a while: "I thought you were an old man." "Let me tell you, it's [Patient-1022]."

Lao Zhong was silent for a while.

After the iron-masked epidemic killer left, he laughed twice and said, "It's [the hostess]."

Zhou Zhi's audible laughter gradually deepened: "Hey, little brother."

"Can you hear me?"

Zhou Zhi responded softly.

Lao Zhong stretched out his hand. It was too dry to look like a middle-aged man's hand, with long nails: "These are my nails."

"My hometown emphasizes the return of fallen leaves to their roots. If I don't come back today, if you can go out, help me bring them back to Ping'an Road [Rongye City]."

"Hey, hey."

Aoshi made a voice: "Do you think this little brother can go out?"

"Besides being handsome, he doesn't have any special features, right?"

Lao Zhong laughed dryly again: "Just keep it in mind, you can just throw it away."

At this point, Haoshi stopped talking.

Zhou Zhi figured it out quickly.

Catharsis from the [Intensive Care Unit].

The patients in the intensive care unit, which is independent of wards one to four, have the right to [spiritual catharsis].

The decision is usually made by drawing lots and selected from basic patients with relatively poor performance.

Lao Zhong relied on his own performance to perform well, and there were not many opportunities for "catharsis", so he had been around for many years.

However, people cannot always be so lucky.

This also allowed Zhou Zhi to almost understand the meaning of Lao Zhong [consumables].

After half an hour.

Lao Zhong was taken away.

"Patient 1022, [Mistress] ah..."

Zhou Zhi looked at the nails in his hands.

[Incomplete diseased object: one of the thief’s nails].

[Disease index: 87%].

[The owner who uses it will have the following effects].

[1. Carrying it can slightly increase the disease index].

[2. By completing the disease transformation with this object, you can obtain (mental attributes) and gain some of the abilities of the kleptomania disease].

【3. Covering one's own nails can increase the sharpness to a certain extent, and there is a slight bonus to the impact on the heart. 】

[4. Your heart will have an uncontrollable desire to steal].

[5. Collect ten nails of the thief to obtain a complete diseased object].

["Stealing the happiness of success is also happiness, so you are collecting happiness."]

Zhou Zhi fiddled with it slightly and put it aside: "Mistress?"

Aisha seemed to want to eat some wall skin, but was intimidated by the mouthparts and held back: "Well, he is a sexual pervert like you, a mental monster who was recently sent to the intensive care unit."

"That guy Lao Zhong hopes to come back with some organs. We've known him for a while, so I might as well let me have a taste of him - just kidding."

Haoshi laughed twice.

After half an hour.

The iron-masked anti-epidemic warrior came back and brought back a set of incomplete hospital gowns. To be precise, only the upper body of the hospital gown was left, and was placed back in Lao Zhong's original ward.

"Tsk, in the end, there wasn't even a body left?"

Bad Food stuck its head out and then retracted.

Zhou Zhi didn't have much expression.

Ward guards and cleaning staff are organized in two batches.

Even if there is a piece of meat left from Lao Zhong, the iron plague exterminator will bring it back and have it cleaned up.

Soon, anti-epidemic workers wearing white anti-epidemic uniforms came to clean Lao Zhong’s room.

It was as if Lao Zhong had never appeared before.

This made Zhou Zhi finally feel the coolness coming from the mental hospital.

If no one is sure of your safety, then do you have to face such [catharsis]?

Moreover, what kind of strength the patients in the intensive care unit have is also an extremely terrifying unknown.

　I can’t tell if there are more, I’m going out for a late night snack

　　

　

(End of this chapter)