The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

In Ward 666, all equipment was confiscated. In the past, he could still use a barbell to smash his body, hit a sandbag, and exercise, but now he still doesn't have it.

This made Lin Fan, who had finished drinking Coke, felt that the sky was falling, and his heart became so empty and lonely. The friends he used to be familiar with had disappeared.

"Are you unhappy?" Old man Zhang patted Lin Fan on the shoulder. Seeing Lin Fan's unhappy, he also pouted, very unhappy.

"Yeah." Lin Fan was a little sad. Those were his little friends, but now they disappeared.

Old man Zhang turned over the box, leaned in half of his body, looked for Xiao Xiao for a long time, and said with joy, "I found it, I found it."

Two pieces of paper and a watercolor pen.

Old man Zhang put the piece of paper on the bed, lay down on the bed, pouting, busy with something.

"what!"

"How do you write Lin Fan Barbell?"

Old Man Zhang scratched his head, very annoyed.

Lin Fan lay beside him, his expression serious, pondering for a long time, "Neither will I."

"I remember what I used to write." Old man Zhang pouted and frowned. The watercolor pen stayed on the paper for a long time. After a long time he didn't write, suddenly his inspiration flashed and he patted Lin Fan's shoulder, "I thought about it."

"Someone next door told me that images are the most real thing."

sough!

Old man Zhang drew a barbell on a piece of paper.

【O—o】

"What do you think I painted?" Old Man Zhang asked triumphantly, pointing to the pattern on the piece of paper.

Lin Fan calmly said: "Barbell."

"Yes, we can recognize them, and those people can definitely understand them. After all, they don't seem to be too stupid." Old Man Zhang said.

Lin Fan praised: "You are so amazing."

Old man Zhang shook his head triumphantly, "Of course, look at me, the sandbag is easy to draw."

Under his operation, a painting was left on the paper.

【0】

"What do you think this is?" Old man Zhang pointed to the piece of paper and asked again. He likes to be praised by others, especially by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan exclaimed, "Sandbag."

"That's right, it's sandbags. Is my painting very good? I'll just say. I used to be very talented in painting. If I can paint, those masters are all my disciples and grandchildren." Old man Zhang was very confident. .

"Okay, the painting is so realistic," Lin Fan said.

Old man Zhang divided the two pieces of paper to Lin Fan, and then held it high above his head, "Let's protest and let them return the barbell and sandbag to us. Those are our things."

The door of Ward 666 opened.

For the doctors in the entire Qingshan Mental Hospital, they are most worried about this ward. You never know what they will do.

Lin Fan and Zhang Old Man walked in the corridor holding cards high.

"We want this."

The two shouted in unison, as if after thousands of simulations, there was no trace of error.

Another ward.

A mental patient took a ham sausage as a ruler to teach the following patients to explain the infinite mystery of the vast starry sky.

His name is Professor Xingkong.

Old Man Zhang's Milky Way operation method was created through the guidance of the other party.

Professor Xingkong was full of anger and found that the students were attracted by outside sounds, and the ham sausage in his hand knocked on the students' heads, "Take me to the class carefully."

The mentally ill students shrank their heads, pretending to be serious, with small eyes looking outside from time to time.

Professor Xingkong twisted his head and looked outside, and said angrily: "You all sit down for me, and I will teach them."

The mentally ill students watched the professor go out, staring intently, and then through the window, they saw Professor Xingkong also raising his hands, following behind and shouting...

He also waved to the students in the ward.

His lips moved.

Although the people inside cannot hear it, the meaning is clear.

"Come out, this one is more fun."

director's office.

Dean Hao was in a good mood, with ice cream in front of him.

I said to myself.

‘Dean Hao, happy birthday. ’

Then I ate it with spoon after spoon, and the mouth was sweet and cold. It was a leisurely day.

And he is also very leisurely.

No one flattered him.

Because he is the dean of the Qingshan Mental Hospital, who can ask him for help.

If someone asks him for help, he will be surprised.

what?

You are mentally ill. Don’t worry, I’m the dean. I will give you a priority to arrange a beautiful patient number so that you can live in it and never miss home.

If someone has committed a serious matter and needs to ask him for help, hoping to get a relationship and open a medical record of mental illness.

He absolutely agreed.

Personally check.

Stop at the other person’s suggestion and write it.

People who are extremely dangerous can cause great danger to society. Euthanasia or permanent detention is recommended.

Long Guo is still very concerned about the advice of the dean of the psychiatric hospital.

once.

He has used the power in his hand to do such a thing. Although he feels sorry for his duty, he feels that the mother who is not very good in spirit is too pitiful.

The child is too young to believe what he said.

The stubborn second generation was rich and powerful, and he was looking for a relationship to find him. He wanted to ignore it, but he had followed this news and saw the arrogant second generation with his own eyes.

His ease of heart is about to move.

Finally, a medical record that determines the life and death of the other party is drawn out.

At the same time, tell the second generation that you must always tell others that I am not mentally ill.

If you say you are mentally ill, others will not believe it.

Only if you say you are not mentally ill can others believe it.

That incident had an impact on Dean Hao, and the second generation family threatened to buy Dean Hao's life.

Dean Hao was full of questions.

Do you really know what you are talking about?

I know Maoshan, Taoism, Buddhism, and high-level doctors. Why do you know?

Then we have to start from thirty years ago.

The rain was heavy that night... Cuihua stood in front of his house soaked.

I've mispoken.

It should be that those high-level seniors who were young were cultivating crazy demons, and they didn't want to be disturbed by higher college courses. Many people found them, hoping to open a proof of mental illness, and practice quietly without being disturbed.

Dean Hao Yi Bo Yuntian, swiping his pen.

‘This patient needs an extremely quiet environment and cannot be disturbed by others, otherwise it will have a huge impact on the condition, especially theoretical courses are the most dangerous. ’

Very perfect operation.

Then when those guys wanted to get out, he was swiping his pen.

‘Under my meticulous treatment, the recovery is no different from ordinary people. ’

now.

Those people have become high-level people.

Dean Hao is in trouble. It won't work if you don't help. The ghost knows that Dean Hao will talk nonsense in front of the media. Although it will not affect them much, it is a black spot after all.

咚咚咚!

"Come in." Dean Hao held the box of ice cream, licking it cleanly and it was delicious.

The doctor hurried in and said, "Dean, it's not good. The patient in Ward 666 rebelled and drove other patients. Now they are yelling in the corridor..."

Dean Hao stared.

This is interesting.

Can you let me go.

I will retire in ten years. I hope to retire in a healthy and healthy way instead of being exhausted here.