Strange game designer.

Chapter 237 Is your treatment method unscientific?

A beautiful and gentle elder sister suddenly put on a bloody white coat and wanted to help her see a doctor. Su Mo almost nodded subconsciously.

It’s not that I’m really sick, it’s just that I’ve never had such an experience when I was in school and wanted to give it a try.

"Are you serious?" His arms were numb, and the door panel was pushed open a crack, and the monster's blood-stained fingers had already squeezed in.

Su Mo looked at the bloody finger so close that he was so nervous that his teeth were about to break. The pungent smell of blood coming from the finger instantly brought him back to reality: "Come and help!"

"Let him come in. Although I am not a doctor, my work is related to psychology." Xuan Wen stopped teasing Su Mo and leaned back on the chair with a very relaxed expression.

The door panel was squeezed open bit by bit, Su Mo exhausted his last bit of strength, but that terrifying face still appeared in the consulting room.

The power of insomniacs far exceeds that of ordinary people. Sumo can sustain it for so long because he has been blessed by the shadow world several times.

"So sleepy, so sleepy, so sleepy..."

The chapped and white lips slowly approached Su Mu, the sunken eyeballs were like two deep holes, and the monster's ten bloody fingers were shaking uncontrollably. It seemed that only killing could make him feel better.

Su Mo was forced to the corner behind the door. He was completely frightened by the monster. His body curled back desperately, his mind went blank, and he forgot to resist: "It's over..."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and he ran to the table with ten fingers on the table.

"What are they saying? Can you hear clearly?" Xuan Wen's performance was very calm, as if she was accustomed to such scenes.

"The doctor is here, come here, sit down." Xuan Wen said calmly, attracting the insomniac's attention.

"Tell me about your illness."

The patient was wearing a hospital gown on the outside and a nurse's uniform on the inside. The main body part that had been alienated was the head. The back of the head seemed to be filled with something and was dragged directly to the ground.

The back of its head was dragged on the ground, and the monster slowly twisted its stinky body. When he saw Xuan Wen, he became excited and excited: "Doctor, doctor! I'm almost sleepy to death!"

"It's too noisy! You can't hear clearly! They seem to be coming back!"

"I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep. As soon as I lay in bed, I would hear all kinds of noises. They were first in my room, then appeared on my bed, and finally they all got into my bed. In my mind! They have been noisy, and they are still noisy now!" The insomniac waved his ten bloody fingers, his expression becoming more and more ferocious and painful.

"Sit down." There was no trace of panic on Xuan Wen's face as she glanced up and down at the insomniac.

If it weren't for the table blocking it, it might have jumped directly into Xuan Wen's face.

"Does it mean returning to you? Or returning to your home?" Xuan Wen seemed to have captured something: "Did you kill them? Did you hide their bodies?"

"No! I didn't! I didn't kill them! Their death has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with it!" The insomniac became more and more agitated. He pressed his ten bloody fingers on the table, and his nails rubbed against the tabletop, making a horrifying sound.

Su Mo, who was sitting in the corner behind the door, had not recovered from the shock. Xuan Wen dared to directly ask a monster who had just killed someone, how many people had he killed? "It doesn't seem to matter, so why are they targeting you? What kind of job do you do?" Xuan Wen is a psychological crime serial murderer. She understands the murderer's mentality very well. The insomniac in front of her does not look like a pervert who has annihilated his conscience. .

"I used to be a nurse in the intensive care unit, and I was the best nurse here! I was selected as the outstanding nurse of the year!" The insomniac kept repeating, and this honor seemed to be valued by him.

"Then where do you usually sleep? In the duty room? Near the intensive care unit?"

"Nursing workers have their own room to rest. If they are too tired to take care of them, they will rest for a while in an unoccupied hospital bed. As long as they are not seen by doctors and nurses, they will be fine."

"Do you often sleep on the beds of dying people?" Xuan Wen focused her eyes on the back of the insomniac's head: "Did you promise something to the deceased? Or did you steal the deceased's things?"

"No! No! I'm just a caregiver! It's even more impossible for me to steal things!" There were cracks on the insomniac's nails, which looked very scary.

The silence in the corner has only calmed down now. He is a little curious about how Xuan Wen treats insomniacs. Looking at Xuan Wen, it seems that she does know something. At least she looks good.

"Then I probably know the reason." Xuan Wen smiled. This was not a problem for her.

The insomniac leaned forward, waiting for the answer. Su Mo was also very curious, wanting to hear what neuropathological explanation Xuan Wen would give.

"You only have serious skull alienation, which means the problem lies in the pillow. After the deceased passes away, we usually make a small hole in the pillow core, because after the deceased passes away, the soul may miss this home, no. You are reluctant to leave, so you keep hiding in the pillow. If you keep sleeping on the pillow of the dead, all the different souls will get into your head!" Xuan Wen stretched out her finger: "The way to save you is very simple. Take me to your usual resting place and give me that pillow.”

After hearing what Xuan Wen said, Su Mo's expression was very wonderful.

Is the cause coming from the pillow? Is this scientific? The co-authored sister is not a psychiatrist at all, but an actress. Is she deceiving patients?

Su Mo started looking for a weapon, but as soon as he stood up, he heard the cry of the insomniac again.

The scary monster was crying, and his voice changed: "It must be because of the pillow, it must be because they are unwilling to leave, I will take you there!"

Turning around, he opened the door angrily and asked Xuan Wen to follow him in a good manner, not caring at all about Su Mo who was caught in the door panel.

"You come too." Xuan Wen threw the pair of women's shoes to Su Mo. This simple college student just chose to stay without hesitation. It seemed that he was on a dead end, but in fact he left a way out for himself.

Led by the insomniac, they arrived near the intensive care unit on the fourth floor. Perhaps because it was getting dark, the atmosphere on this floor was completely different from that on the third floor. Death was everywhere, and the decorative flowers had withered. The apples on display were wrinkled and even the insects inside were dead.

"The fourth floor should be the most dangerous floor in the front building." Xuan Wen looked at the dilapidated corridor with a smile on her face that was a little excited. Compared with any love games, she preferred to play games between doctors and patients, controlling other people's lives and deaths. The feeling is much more interesting than love.

After returning to the fourth floor, the insomniac became much more honest. No matter whether it was day or night, patients who were willing to stay on this floor seemed to be in danger.

(End of this chapter)