In the ward 666, all equipment was confiscated. In the past, I could use barbells to smash the body, hit the sandbags, and exercise my body, but now there is nothing.

This made Lin Fan feel that the sky has fallen after drinking Coke, and his heart has become so empty and lonely that his former friends have disappeared.

"Are you unhappy?" Old Man Zhang patted Lin Fan's shoulder. Seeing that Lin Fan was unhappy, he also pouted, very unhappy.

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

Old man Zhang rummaged through the boxes and half of his body, searching for him for a long time, happily said, "I found it, I found it."

Two sheets of paper and a watercolor pen.

Old man Zhang put the piece of paper on the bed, lay on the bed, sticking his butt, and was busy with something.

"Huh!"

"How do you write Lin Fan's barbell?"

Old man Zhang scratched his head, very upset.

Lin Fan lay beside him, looking serious and pondered for a long time, "I can't either."

"I remember what I could write before." Old Man Zhang pouted and frowned. The watercolor pen stayed on the piece of paper. He had not started writing for a long time. Suddenly, he flashed his inspiration and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, "I thought of 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'm drawing like?" Old man Zhang asked proudly pointed at the pattern on the paper.

Lin Fan said calmly: "Barbell."

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

Lin Fan praised: "You are so awesome."

Old Man Zhang shook his head proudly, "Of course, look at mine, the sandbag is easy to draw."

After his operation, a picture jumped on the paper.

【0】

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

Lin Fan exclaimed, "Sandbag."

"If I answered correctly, it was just a sandbag. Is my drawing very good? I said, I used to be very talented in painting. If I could draw, those masters would be my disciples." Old man Zhang was very confident.

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

Old man Zhang distributed two pieces of paper to Lin Fan, and then held them high above his head, "Let's go protest and ask them to return the barbell and sandbag to us, that's our thing."

The door of Ward 666 is open.

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

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang held up the cards and walked in the corridor.

"We want this."

The two shouted in unison, as if after hundreds of simulations, without any mistakes.

Another ward.

A mentally ill patient took the ham sausage as a ruler to teach the following patients, explaining the infinite mysteries of the vast starry sky.

His name is Professor Xingkong.

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

Professor Xingkong looked angry and found that the students were actually attracted by the sounds from the outside world. The ham sausage in his hands hit the students' heads, "Everyone listens to the class carefully."

The mentally ill students shrank their heads, pretending to be serious, and their small eyes were aiming outside from time to time.

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

The mentally ill students watched the professor go out and stared at him. Then through the window, they saw the professor at Starry Sky also raised his hands and shouting behind him...

He also waved to the students in the ward.

The lips were moving.

Although the people inside couldn't hear it, the meaning was very clear.

"Come out quickly, this is more fun."

Dean's Office.

Dean Hao was in a good mood and there was ice cream in front of him.

He said in his heart.

‘Happy birthday, Dean Hao.’

Then I ate one spoon after another, and it was sweet and cool. It was such a leisurely day.

And he is very leisurely.

No one flattered him.

Because he is the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital, who can ask him for help?

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

What?

If you are mentally ill, don’t worry, I am the dean. I will definitely give you priority to arranging patients with a beautiful environment so that you can live in it and never miss home.

If someone needs help because he has made a big deal, I hope he can get all the relationship and get a mental medical record.

He absolutely agreed immediately.

Check it out personally.

Stop the other party and write it on.

Extremely dangerous people can cause huge dangers to society. It is recommended to be euthanized or permanently banned.

Long Guo still takes the advice of the leading dean of the mental hospital very seriously.

once.

He had used the power in his hands to do such things. Although he felt sorry for his responsibilities, he felt that his mother was not very energetic and pitiful.

The child was too young and no one believed what he said.

The stubborn second generation is rich and powerful, so he found his relationship and wanted to ignore it, but he followed this news and saw the arrogant and domineering second generation with his own eyes.

His heart that was becoming more comfortable was ready to move.

Finally, a medical record that determines the other party's life and death was given.

At the same time, tell the second generation that you have to keep telling others that I am not mentally ill.

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

Only when you say that you are not mentally ill will others believe it.

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

Dean Hao was full of questions.

Do you know what you are talking about?

I know Maoshan, Taoism, Buddhism, and senior doctors. Do you want to ask why you know each other?

That has to start from thirty years ago.

The rain was very heavy that night... Cuihua stood at the door of his house soaked.

Said it wrong.

It should be that those senior executives who were young were all practicing madmen and did not want to be disturbed by the High School courses. Many people found it, hoping to get a certificate of mental illness, practice quietly, and not be disturbed.

President Hao is righteous and writes with righteousness.

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

Very perfect operation.

Then when those guys want to leave the seclusion, he is writing.

‘Under my careful treatment, my condition recovered from normal people.’

now.

Those people have become senior leaders.

When President Hao is in trouble, it won’t work without helping him. Who knows if Dean Hao is talking nonsense in front of the media? Although it has little impact on them, it is a black spot after all.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

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

The doctor hurriedly ran in and said, "Director, it's not good. The patient in Ward No. 666 rebelled and led other patients. Now he was yelling in the corridor..."

Dean Hao glared.

This matter is interesting.

Can you let me go?
Chapter completed!