Chapter 348

No matter what people's circumstances, time has been roaring forward, never stopped.

It's been three days since I came to the mental hospital. I do treatment every day, but it hasn't been revealed.

It's quite strange. It's reasonable to say that at the present medical level, there should be a clear identification standard for mental illness. I didn't expect that I would muddle through so easily. It seems that it's hard to pretend to be sober, but it's not hard to pretend to be crazy.

At the beginning, I always struggled with my life. I was worried that other people would not believe that I was really crazy. But after a while, I felt that I could pass the test without struggling, which was not so fierce. I just made myself dull.

After I slowly calmed down, I began to pay attention to the "patients" around me. Then I found that they were very lonely. One patient always held my shoulder and said, "don't go down. The river is very cold."

She repeats this sentence every day, but no one knows the meaning of it. Maybe for her, there was a river with ice water in her life. What happened later will make her never forget that river in her life.

Maybe that river was imagined by her, I don't know. But whenever she held my shoulder and advised me to "don't go down, the river is very ice", I would always have red eyes and even burst into tears, because there were many rivers in my life, and the river was also very ice, and the ice was biting to the bone.

My current identity is a mental patient, and then I found that such an identity is actually very free.

I can laugh, cry, tear my heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.

But it's really hard to label things off.

In the afternoon, we will have a group's free time. A group of patients will be limited to free activities on a flat ground with barbed wire. This is the happiest moment for all of us. Some can sing, some can dance, some can lie on the ground and do snake crawling, some can murmur to themselves, some can talk to others and tell stories that others and herself don't understand.

And I will do nothing, I will squat quietly in the corner, see the white clouds in the sky, see the occasional birds fly by, and then think about what Fang Zhe and them are doing.

After the wind, I was suddenly called away by the nurse. She took me to the bathroom and let me take a bath. I didn't know what was going on, so I took a bath obediently.

Then she took me to an office, and then she went out by herself and closed the door.

Soon came a man in a white coat, about fifty years old, with a mustache, a fat figure and yellow teeth.

"Don't be afraid. I'm a doctor." He said to me, pretending to shiver.

This is not the time for treatment. What can the doctor do for me?

"Did you take a bath?" He asked directly.

I nodded to show that I had washed.

"Take off your pants and lie on the table." He said.

I knew what he was going to do, and of course I didn't. I stared at him and didn't move.

"Be obedient, take off your pants and lie on the table. I'll check you up." He said softly.

Of course, I knew that he didn't really want to give me a physical examination, so I didn't move, didn't react, and was thinking about how to get out of here.

After calling me a few times and I didn't say a word, he looked a little impatient. "I asked me to take off my pants, didn't you hear me?"

I still didn't move.

He finally couldn't help it. He came over and reached out to pull my suit and wanted to take off my pants. "I heard you were a rich man before you got sick? Be obedient. Take off your pants. I'll show you how rich people taste. "

Of course I dodged, but he pulled me down on the table and reached for my pants.

I struggled, but he pulled my pants down. He lifted my clothes and gave me a kiss on the back.

He is very tall, and a lot of meat, the body is very big, I can't struggle, if let him succeed tonight, I have to die.

When he went to take off his trousers, one of his hands finally left my body. I rushed forward, got a ball point pen, and then stabbed it into the palm of his hand. He let go with a scream.

I snatched the door to escape, but did not escape, he hugged me from behind, "still want to run, dead lunatic!"

I lowered my head and tried my best to bite his hand. I felt the obvious smell of blood in my mouth.

In pain, he let out a low roar and let go of my control again. As soon as I turned around, the ball point pen stabbed his face and just hit his eyes. He could not help crying out and covered his eyes with his hand.

I took the opportunity to escape and ran back to the dormitory.

Soon the nurse came back, "127, come out."

127 is my patient. They call me that all the time.I huddled on the bed, holding the ballpoint pen tightly in my hand, and didn't say a word.

The nurse came to pull me, I stared at her, made a ferocious appearance, and then began to hit the bed with my head, found the sound of banging.

She understood my resistance, looked at me and went out.

"Ice girl" on the opposite bed looked at me. She was the one who told me that the river was very cold and didn't go down. I nicknamed her "ice girl" in my heart. She looked at me for a while, then got out of bed and reached for my face.

I don't know what she's going to do, but I don't think she's malicious. I let her touch my face.

After a while, it came again. This time, there were three nurses. It was the former nurse who moved the rescue soldiers.

They drag me out, regardless of the situation.

I can't stand three people alone. Although I struggled hard, I was dragged forward like a dead dog. I was about to leave the dormitory. At this time, I heard a roar. Ice girl didn't know where to take out a piece of iron and rushed to the nurses.

One of the nurses reached out to block it. She was pierced and bled. I took the opportunity to fight back. Under the joint counterattack of binghe sister and I, I finally beat back the three nurses. I closed the door and then moved the table to the door.

Ice girl quietly watching me do all this, also don't come to help, just hand iron, mouth issued a whine voice.

I don't know her past at all. I don't know why she came here. She is thin, but she has a pretty face. She always repeats a sentence. She looks very abnormal, but she helps me at the critical moment. What's more, what's more, where did she get the iron and where did she get it? Why does she want to hide a piece of iron? Is it for self-defense? If it's a self-defense person, is it still a mental illness? Or is she violent and ready to hurt others?

"Thank you." I went to hold her, and then tears came out.

I don't know why I want to cry, maybe it's despair, maybe it's the joy of escaping a disaster, maybe it's the sadness of the fallen people in the end of the world.

I hold her thin body, she did not respond, quietly let me hold.

At this time, someone began to knock on the door, again!

I rushed to push the bed, ready to move the bed to the door, together against the door, do not let people outside come in.

This time, ice girl saw my intention, and finally came to help. Together, we pushed the bed over and completely killed the door.

The people outside tossed for a while, maybe it was too late to make too much noise, so they withdrew.

I feel relieved for a long time. Tonight is a disaster. I can live today, but what about tomorrow? What about tomorrow?

There is no light in the dormitory. Binghe sister and I are huddled on the bed like that. I dare not sleep, neither does she. I don't know whether she dare not or can't sleep.

"What's your name? Thank you for tonight. " I tried to communicate with her.

But she didn't speak. She just purred.

Tried several times, found that she really can't communicate, she didn't say anything, I don't know she didn't want to say, or she really can't communicate normally.

It's late at night. I'm sleepy and I'm asleep.

I wake up at dawn and think about what happened last night. I am more and more worried. I stabbed the doctor and injured the nurse yesterday. Today, I will get revenge. How can I face it?

The more I think about the suffering, the more I can't sleep, and I'm afraid of the dawn, because as soon as the dawn comes, I have to face all those things.

But the day is still bright, outside began to knock, someone yelled to open the door, calling me and ice girl number.

But I still didn't open the door, and I stayed there.

Ice girl is very calm. She just shrinks and doesn't say a word. There is a loud knock on the door outside. She doesn't say a word, as if it has nothing to do with her.

"127, if you don't open the door, we'll take it down!" It's the head nurse's voice.

I know that once I open the door, there must be no good fruit to eat when I go out, so I can't open it. No matter how they threaten me, I just can't open it.

The confrontation lasted for nearly an hour, and the people outside withdrew. They also had other jobs. They could not spend all the time here. For the staff who did not know the inside information, it was not surprising that the mental patients suddenly locked themselves in the ward.

Listening to the retreat of people outside, I was also relieved, and finally passed another level.

But what should I do next? I still have no idea. This is a mental hospital, which is blocked by barbed wire and high walls. I can't escape.

But it's impossible to keep in this ward all the time. Even if people from outside can't get in, if we go on like this, we will be hungry.

If we go out and punch and kick, it is inevitable. The most terrible thing is that the doctor who was stabbed will never give up. What kind of means he will use to deal with me is unthinkable.

I have to find a way out of the present predicament. I can't get ice girl trapped here.