MTL - Undying Patient-Chapter 174 Love Story in a Mental Hospital 7

Su Jinzhi watched the nurse curl up his sleeves and sterilized him with a blood bag after disinfection with alcohol.

Jiang Lishan sat next to the bed, reached out and touched the wrist that he put on the bed. Su Jinzhi didn't pay attention, but looked up at the bag of blood that had been hoisted. He didn't understand why the nurse gave him blood.

"I'll give you some clotting factors, and my hands and legs won't hurt tomorrow." The man's voice was still gentle.

Coagulation factor plasma is only needed for patients with abnormal hematopoietic function. So, are the bruises on his wrist not pinched by ghosts?

Su Jinzhi suddenly remembered how he bit his lip when he had a nightmare for the first time. It was such a small wound that ordinary people would not bleed much, but he contained two pieces of cotton to stop the blood.

This body's hematopoietic dysfunction is, in simple terms, suffering from hemophilia.

No wonder the nurse has to look at him at any time. In the history of his illness that he loved self-harm, no one is holding him with a sharp weapon and putting a few knives on his arm.

However, there was always something weird flowing into his own body. Su Jinzhi stared at the blood bag for a while, then moved his gaze to the man's face, then he found that Jiang Lishan did not wear glasses today.

"Doctor Jiang, you don't have glasses." Su Jinzhi said, staring at his eyes.

"Weared." Jiang Lishan approached him, and Su Jinzhi could almost feel his breath spraying on his face, and then he saw the man pointing at his eyes seriously, "It's a contact lens."

Su Jinzhi heard his words and put his head forward, so he saw a faint blue lens near Jiang Lishan's eyes. The distance between them at this moment was only the length of an index finger, but no one flinched, as if this ambiguous distance did not cause them any trouble.

However, Su Jinzhi did not flinch, just because he was used to being so close to the man, breathing and blending.

"Why not wear glasses?" Su Jinzhi asked him.

Jiang Lishan did not explain too much, but simply said: "The glasses are broken."

Later, Su Jin came to know from the mouth of No. 1 how Jiang Lishan's glasses were broken-broken by Ai Shuai.

Jiang Lishan did not return to the dormitory for sleep in the morning, because Ai Shuai beat the nurse in his ward. Ai Shuai, like him, is a mental patient with a violent tendency. He does not know what the original illness looked like, but When Ai Shuai went mad, several strong male nurses could not restrain him.

The nurse hurried to find Jiang Lishan, and as soon as he entered the door, his eyes were broken and broken by Ai Shuai, but he was not injured and went straight to Ai Shuai. He stepped down.

Su Jinzhi is also a man. Of course, he knows how painful it was to be stung there. In fact, he felt stinged when he heard No. 1 describing the scene. The next pain, let alone Ai Shuai who was kicked by Jiang Lishan, let alone the pain. He got straight on the ground.

Su Jinzhi shouted: "Jiang Lishan is so handsome to Ai, will no one come to trouble him?"

If this doesn't work out, it's a medical trouble.

Number one said, "If you are ordinary patients, you may have."

Su Jinzhi took it: "But we are not." We are part of the Changshan Mental Hospital.

Number One added: "And you are blue patients."

"What's the difference between this indigo blue sick suit and a light blue sick suit?" Su Jinzhi asked.

Number one said, "I'll have to look it up again and give me some time."

"Well." Su Jinzhi sighed and felt hopeless for a while. After all, Jiang Lishan made no progress, and he didn't know what the original body was like.

Ai Shuai was so upset that Jiang Lishan couldn't go back to sleep, but he planned to stay tonight for Su Jinzhi, but he was persuaded by the nurses.

But as soon as Jiang Lishan's forefoot left, Ai Shuai knocked on his door.

"Hi, Mr. Su." Ai Shuai stood at the small window, almost the entire face was stuck to the glass, just like they had met for the first time.

Su Jinzhi looked up at him, wondering if it was his illusion. He always felt that Ai Shuai looked at him with a weird frenzy, as if he was looking at a close friend who loved him.

When Ai Shuai saw him coming, he bent his fingers and knocked on the glass: "Mr. Su, come out and play together."

It was silly to go out.

Su Jinzhi glanced back at him, and continued to lie on a lounger to enjoy the sunset and dusk outside.

However, Ai Shuai twisted open the door and walked in, free and free like no one.

"Mr. Su." Ai Shuai smiled and walked over. There were no other chairs beside him, but Ai Shuai didn't mind and sat down beside him.

Su Jinzhi looked at him, and although there was no expression on his face, he set off a stormy sea. But he can't show cowardly, everyone is wearing blue clothes, who is afraid of who?

So Su Jinzhi raised his chin slightly and said lightly to Ai Shuai: "What's the matter?"

"I" Ai Shuai just said a word and was dragged away by the rushing nurse. Before he left, he was still staring at him, and said, "I will come to see you tomorrow!"

Su Jinzhi: ""

Su Jinzhi dreamed again at night.

Every night he would dream of those **** reds, smell the **** irony smell, and hear the ticking of brain fluid from the broken neck to the ground, so when he returned to the dark red room He wasn't surprised at all, but he didn't know if it was because Ai Shuai had come to him during the day. This night's dream is different from before-his vision seems a little different.

He seemed to be falling in a very short place, or the room was enlarged dozens of times, completely different from the previous one, and even the headless body sitting on the sofa became much larger.

But in fact, even more terrible things, the fear in my heart will be diluted after repeated reading a few times, Su Jinzhi can now look directly at the headless body, anyway, he has no face and can not speak, in fact, after watching it for a long time How terrible.

Thinking like this, Su Jinzhi suddenly heard another sentence: "It's so cold"

The voice was his, but it was never spoken from his mouth. Yeah, why didn't you see him in that dream today?

Su Jinzhi was wondering. Suddenly he felt his head was kicked, not light, but he just rolled out in a grunt, his face and nose were wiped with wet and sticky blood, sticky. Affixed to his face.

auzw.com Suddenly, Su Jinzhi's mind suddenly turned into a terrible idea. This idea stood up tremblingly on the headless body on the sofa, walked to him and picked him up. After becoming real cognition.

He opened his eyes wide and looked back unbelievably following the movement of the headless body, and in the eyes of the man who looked exactly like him, he saw a **** head.

And that head with wide eyes and death was his own.

-His head was cut off.

Anyone who dreams of such a scene will be frightened without being scared. Su Jinzhi feels that his nerves that have been strained in these days can't bear it at this moment. A "snap" breaks on the heart's petals. Bleeding marks.

He screamed almost sternly, sitting up from the bed, panting heavily.

It wasn't dawn, and the nurse might have left him with a bedside lamp to make it easier for him to sleep, making the room very dim.

When the nurse saw the young man on the bed yelling and sat up from the bed, his face was pale, and his eyes were red with bloodshot eyes. When he saw what horrible picture he was awakened from, he immediately walked over and asked "What happened to Mr. Su?"

"Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights!" Su Jinzhi shouted, tearing his throat. He needed the light now. The darker the room, the more afraid he was.

The nurse was also frightened by his unusual panic and horror voice. He turned on the lights without saying a word, and after a while the people outside the corridor turned on. Several night watch nurses came over to look outside the small window to see the situation in the room. Because Su Jinzhi's voice was just too miserable.

"Did you say that this world was all created by Jiang Lishan?" After the nurse was sure that he had no signs of going crazy, Su Jinzhi wrapped in a quilt and shrank on the bed. He couldn't help shaking when he thought of the dream scene, he I feel that if I go on like this, I will be mentally debilitated even if I am not crazy.

No. 1 was silent and said, "Not all of them."

Su Jinzhi died, and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Literally."

Su Jinzhi: ""

"You explained this as you did not."

No. 1 said, "Don't worry too much. Me and Zero will not make you ill."

Su Jinzhi wanted to cry without tears: "But now I have insomnia all night and all night, I can't sleep well."

"You can ask Jiang Lishan to accompany you." No. 1 encouraged him, "or you ask him if he wants you to live in his dormitory."

Su Jinzhi was a little shocked: "Can you?"

"Yes, he is your attending doctor, and your identity is special, and he will not disagree."

Su Jinzhi asked No. 1: "What is my identity?"

No. 1 was silent for a while, and said, "A suspect in a murder case."

Su Jinzhi also followed the silence, and then squeaked after a while: "You didn't lie to me?"

Rare One joked with him: "I lied to you to have sugar?"

Su Jinzhi has come to Changshan Psychiatric Hospital for a long time. Based on the attention the nurses and doctors paid to him, the fear of the patients and the unusual blue sick clothes on his body, Su Jinzhi had already guessed He would never be an ordinary mental patient, but he never expected that he would be a suspect in a murder case.

No wonder there are so many patients who are isolated because of their violent tendencies, but they want to have a 24-hour nurse around him.

Su Jinzhi was terrified, but No. 1 comforted him: "Don't worry, all you said was just a suspect."

"What about Ai Shuai?" Su Jinzhi remembered Ai Shuai wearing a sick suit with him.

The first message was concise: "He is like you."

"Jiang Lishan is a criminal psychologist. You and Ai Shuai are both mental prisoners. He needs to determine your mental condition." No. 1 said, "But you are only a suspect. Now you are not sure that the killer is you. . "

Su Jinzhi didn't understand: "Why hasn't he been sent to the electric chair yet?"

"Jiang Lishan needs to determine whether he was normal when he was murdered or in the onset." No. 1's voice fluttered softly. "This determines his sentence."

The author has something to say: I came to my aunt and felt anguish. I am short today. I will make more qaq tomorrow and forgive me.

What's going on with jj these days? Is the server pumping again? I don't see everybody's comments every day ==. What I saw was a day or two ago. I thought no one commented on the nest.

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