Her body, all cut neatly, put together, that straight line, wide eyes, serene look
People think of three words for no reason——
Artwork.
The most perfect works of art, including killing, bloodthirsty, madness, fear and thriller.
The blood color on the little nurse's face gradually faded, her body trembled, and everyone else was awakened.
Yesterday, Cai Ruman, the nurse who made the crazy patient, came over impatiently on high heels and said, "what's the matter? What's the fuss, can you..."
The unfinished words stuck in her throat. She widened her eyes and looked at the scene on bed 19. She suddenly stepped back, her body was close to the wall, and her legs slipped slowly.
Ranbai sat there quietly, looking at the frightened eyes of the people, and her lips smiled.
Panic, fear, despair, made up of the expression, how exciting it is.
Cai Ruman turned his eyes rigidly, looked at the unharmed dyeing white, and was fiercely lost at the bottom of his heart.
This matter was still suppressed. The next few people came in, dealing with the body expressionless, with no shock or fear.
Ranbai sees a kind of numbness, indifference and habit from their expression.
The delicate and beautiful girl drooped her eyes with a trace of interest.
This mental hospital is really interesting.
Normally, such a thing would be exciting, but now it's being pressed down.
The other two patients in the ward are clamoring to change rooms. After all, they really can't stay with a room where dead bodies once lay. It's terrible!
Such a request was ruthlessly rejected by the hospital.
Ranbai takes out his diary again. The carbon pen turns around in his hand and the tip of the pen falls.
2023.4.16
The 64th day. When will this day end? It's torture. It's strange that a man died! She was dismembered. Who killed her? Will the next person to die be me? Someone asked to change the ward and was rejected. Why? Who can help me? I'm really not sick!
Handwriting anxiety, vaguely showing a little despair.
After what happened,
Cai Ruman frowned and looked at the girl who was quiet like a doll without crying or shouting. The instinctive feeling in her heart was something wrong.
This is so white that you shouldn't go crazy as usual, right?
Confused at the bottom of my heart, Cai Ruman walked over with a kind smile on his face, holding a medicine bottle in his hand, "it's time to take medicine."
Dye Bai blinked, and her black eyes stared at the medicine bottle in CAI Ruman's hand.
Who knows what medicine it is?
It's OK to give normal stable psychotropic drugs to people with neuropathy. If you give them to ordinary people
And it's not necessarily a normal pill.
Cai Ruman takes out two white round tablets from the medicine bottle, holds a water cup in one hand and hands it to ran Bai.
Dyed white slightly enough to hook his lips and took the pill with great cooperation. He looked very good and quiet. The medication process was very smooth.
But in this way, Cai Ruman's doubts become more and more serious. As usual, Shen Bai will drop the cup and refuse to take medicine. He has been forced to pour it in for a long time. What's going on today!
It's probably that the scene seen this morning is too strange, which makes Cai Ruman's heart hair. Now, in the face of the abnormal behavior of dyeing white, the whole person is thinking nonsense.