Chapter 335

Beside him lay a little nurse, whose clothes were exposed. The spring light under the pale pink nurse skirt was faintly visible. The little nurse twisted her body and rubbed on Zhao Yang.

The little nurse's figure is very hot, especially the uniform she wears makes people think.

Zhao Yang's heart was burning. He suddenly overwhelmed the little nurse who rubbed against him. The little nurse screamed, then giggled, and the two rolled together. A moment later, the little nurse's uniform had been torn apart.

The sickroom was filled with blood.

In less than 30 seconds... Zhao Yang let out a low roar and immediately stopped moving. The little nurse who was provoked by him was extremely dissatisfied, but he had to look satisfied on the surface.

She stroked Zhao Yang's chest and said in a soft voice, "Zhao Shao, you are so fierce."

"Meng your sister, shit, hypocrisy." Zhao Yang was not in a state today, so he surrendered so quickly. He immediately ran to one side to take out a blue pill, then put holy oil on it, and became powerful again five minutes later.

This time, stimulated by the dual drugs, Zhao Yang finally looked like a man. The little nurse found a little feeling.

Zhao Yang suddenly had a violent convulsion, and his throat gave out a cackling sound, which was like a male duck.

"Are you going to disarm again?" The little nurse was very upset, but she twisted her body, "Zhao Shao, what's the matter with you?"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Zhaoyang's eyes. He rushed on the little nurse and bit hard.

"Ah..."

The little nurse screamed, "Zhao Shao, what are you doing? Don't... it hurts... Help..."

Several bodyguards outside the door looked at each other and kept silent. They knew Zhao Yang's hobby, but today it seemed that they had gone too far. The little nurse inside screamed more and more weakly, obviously lacking in morale.

Don't kill anyone. The two bodyguards at the door were shocked. Then they came to their senses. They hurried to open the door of the ward and rushed in.

The two bodyguards were stunned by everything in front of them. Zhao Yangguang fell down and chewed on the little nurse. The little nurse was bleeding and many places were chewed.

Two bodyguards' scalps are fried. Is this product crazy?

"Zhao Shao, don't......" the two bodyguards hurried over and tried to tear Zhao Yang away, but Zhao Yang's eyes were red, and he jumped on one of the bodyguards' ears like crazy. The bodyguard gave a scream, and his ears had been gnawed down by Zhao Yang.

"Call someone soon..."

The bodyguard pushed Zhao Yang away with pain, then pulled up the dying little nurse and ran out.

A moment later, a large number of doctors and security guards rushed over. Zhao Yang had been tightly tied to the bed. He kept twisting and roaring like a beast in his throat.

A group of experts gathered around Zhao Yang, nervously doing a series of examinations. Zhao Tianhua waited anxiously.

More than half a day later, a series of inspection results came out, and several experts gathered together to discuss nervously.

"Is there a problem?"

After much discussion, zhaotianhua could not help shouting.

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao, the examination results show that Zhao Shao's physical condition is normal." An expert said hurriedly.

"Normal? Do you think he is normal?" Zhaotianhua was furious.

"It... May be that he has mental problems, which can only be identified by a professional psychiatric hospital. Our hospital is not a professional psychiatric hospital, so..."

"You're insane. My son was fine yesterday. Why did he suddenly become like this? I tell you, if he has any problems, I'll make you look good!" Zhaotianhua roared.

The expert answered cautiously. He already scolded in his heart. His mother, this is psychosis. What is this? Just now, the little nurse was gnawed into flesh and blood. Even if normal people are excited, they can't be so excited.

"Dad, Dad..."

Zhao Yang, who was twisted in bed, suddenly screamed.

"Son, dad is here. Tell me what's wrong with you. Don't move. Calm down." Zhaotianhua hurried forward, but he did not dare to go too close. His son would bite anyone he saw and would not recognize them.

"Dad, you let me go, don't tie me." Zhao Yang roared at the bottom.

"No, if you let go, you will bite people. Tell me why you bite me?" Zhaotianhua shouted.

"I don't want to bite people, but I can't control myself. Dad, help me. Help me. I can't control myself." Zhao Yang cried.

"Find a way to contact your best experts. Hurry up." Zhaotianhua turned and roared.

"OK, I'll go right away!" The expert suddenly remembered something. He turned around and said, "doctor ye on the third floor is in hospital. Why don't you invite him to have a try?"

"Yehaoxuan?" Zhaotianhua was furious. "Go away. I won't invite anyone if I invite him."

Yehaoxuan is the man who sent his son to prison at the beginning of his career. Now he has a good relationship with him. He asked his son to be released for medical treatment. He asked him to come. Isn't he looking for trouble?

"Well, I'll go right away. I'll go right away." Several experts ran away, but they were already the best experts in the hospital. They really didn't know who to invite. They had to inform the Dean first.

"Dad, I can't control myself. Help me, help me..." Zhao Yang suddenly shouted. He broke the rope and sat up, grabbing a fruit knife on one side.

"Son, what are you doing? Don't get excited. Put the knife down. Put the knife down quickly." Zhaotianhua was startled and hurriedly stepped back, with two bodyguards in front of him.

"I can't control myself. I can't control myself." Zhao Yang's eyes were red and he murmured to himself. He suddenly raised his knife and plunged it into his thigh.

"Ah..."

Zhao Yang uttered a scream, then fiercely pulled out the fruit knife and stabbed himself in the thigh one after another.

Blood spattered everywhere. Zhao Yang screamed and stabbed at his thigh. It seemed that he was venting something.

"Son, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Stop, stop..." zhaotianhua shouted.

"Mr. Zhao, let me do it."

As Zhao Yang's situation was somewhat complicated, the police had come to the scene. A policeman was holding an anaesthetic gun, and a pair of anaesthetic needles hit Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang was just a little stunned. Instead of the stopping, he pulled out a fruit knife and began to play with the it in his right hand.

"Ah... It hurts. Dad, help me... I can't control myself."

In the dumbfounded eyes of the crowd, Zhao Yang peeled off a piece of meat about two Liang on his left hand.

You should know that this fruit knife is blunt and not very sharp. How much perseverance should it take to cut off your own flesh?

"Come on, shoot, shoot..." zhaotianhua almost fainted. He repeatedly urged the police on one side to shoot.

The policeman hurried to install the anesthesia needle and shot out with a bang.

It seems that counting the guns is not very effective. Zhaotianhua fiercely pushed his bodyguard and shouted, "what are you doing? Go and grab his knife."

The bodyguard was startled and hesitated to go forward. Now Zhao Yang is like a madman. He can cut off his own flesh. Who dares to approach?

The field is like Shura hell. The blood in the field makes everyone almost want to vomit. In particular, Zhao Yang's crazy appearance is frightening.

Finally, after the sixth strong anesthetic injection, Zhao Yang flipped his eyes and fell on the bed with convulsions.

Several doctors and bodyguards rushed up and tied Zhao Yang firmly.

At this time, the director and vice president of the psychiatry department rushed over to do a general examination for Zhao Yang.

The examination results are still the same as the last time. Zhao Yang has no physical problems and is basically determined to be mentally ill.

"How can my son be mentally ill? You've made a mistake. I don't care what method you use, I must wake up my son, or I'll shut down your hospital." Zhaotianhua roared.

"Mr. Zhao, I don't think Mr. Ling is mentally ill, but he seems to be... What have you done? Why don't you invite a master to have a look." The director of the psychiatric department has been a doctor in the psychiatric department for decades. He feels something strange.

He has been in contact with many patients, but not all of them are psychosis, so he reminded me with a small heart.

Zhaotianhua suddenly realized that his son had rushed to something unclean. He quickly thanked the director of the psychiatric department and hurried out.

Zhaotianhua has a deep background and a strong relationship in all aspects. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to get his son on parole for medical treatment so soon. In addition, he has a deep family wealth. Soon, a master was invited by him.

This master is known as a member of the Yi Xue Association. He is a man of genuine talent and learning. He is not comparable to ordinary Jianghu gods.

He hurried to the hospital. As soon as his eyes opened, he immediately found that something was wrong.

Zhao Yang was robbed and killed, but most people who were robbed and killed would have two souls, but the blame is here. It seems that Zhao Yang was robbed and killed, but only Zhao Yang's own soul did not see where the one who was robbed and killed was.

"What about it, master? Is there any way?" Zhaotianhua asked nervously.

The master looked dignified and said after pondering for a while: "it was taken away, but I met him for the first time. I tried to say it, but it may not guarantee success."