Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Desa Mental Hospital 22

“Be careful I tell the dean.”

In his memory, he had a close relationship with the dean. They used to be his superior and subordinate who talked about everything, and the two of them cooperated closely.

A few small security guards wanted to do something to him, which was simply audacious.

“Haha, Dr. Sato misunderstood. Your wound was caused by accidentally hitting the corner of the table and has nothing to do with us.”

The security guard was making sure that he had indeed taken the pills, explained casually, and left laughing.

“baffling.”

Ichiro Sato was very angry. Who inflicted his wounds? Why didn’t he remember it?

Forget it, a good man won’t suffer any immediate losses. His strength is weaker than others, so there is really no need to continue to waste it with the few people in front of him.

Ichiro Sato snorted and walked out of the cafeteria.

When I got to the elevator, I saw a few colleagues in white coats, and I naturally stepped forward to say hello.

“Long time no see.”

“let’s have dinner tonight.”

“No, Dr. Sato has superb medical skills. We need to learn more.”

Sato Ichiro answered the questions one by one, and the group of people chatted with each other, and the chats were back and forth, as if they were old colleagues who had known each other for several years, without any sense of unfamiliarity.

The audience who witnessed everything:! ! !

“It’s over. Sato Ichiro has been feeling bad since he took the pills. His memory has been tampered with.”

“Heaven is going to destroy our Sakura Country.”

After everyone was sent away, Sato Ichiro returned to the ward, and Yang Kai ran over happily:

“Hahaha, young doctor, you are already terminally ill.”

Ichiro Sato threw the person away: “Get out of here, you are the only one who is sick.”

But just when he was about to take his hand back, he saw a word on his arm, “Pollution”.

It looked like it had been carved with a knife, and the wounds had scabbed over.

Perhaps because the situation was so urgent at the time, the word was engraved crookedly.

But as a detective and note-taking expert, Ichiro Sato still recognized that this was indeed his handwriting.

“Am I already polluted without knowing it? This word was used to remind myself at the last moment.”

At this time, Yang Kai came up again, holding a syringe in his hand: “Medicine, take the medicine. Be good, you will be fine after the injection.”

Ichiro Sato was hesitant. Being contaminated was scary, but being treated by a random mental patient sounded even more unreliable.

He was thinking about the pros and cons of this matter. He was distracted and his arm was grabbed:

“The disease is cured, the disease is cured.”

a shot of medicineAfter the dose was taken, Ichiro Sato looked serious and bowed solemnly to the person next to him: “Thank you for your treatment.”

“Hey, it’s cured. I’m the most powerful doctor.”

The people of Sakura Country breathed a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, our Sato-kun is smart and knows how to carve words on his arms.”

“Come on Sato.”

“Xu Ye next door refused Yang Kai’s potion. I think it’s our Sakura Country who got the five-star clearance this time, hahaha.”

“Huh? Shouldn’t you be panicking now? Boss Xu Ye has his own logic in doing things. You, the Chosen One, have accepted things that he would reject. Tsk, tsk, there won’t be any side effects…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sato Ichiro came out of the ward and walked forward in the corridor, apparently preparing to inspect the next room.

After taking a few steps, he jumped up and started running forward on tiptoes.

As his body swayed, his hair rose high and fell back to his cheeks. He looked… like a fool.

The idiot Sato walked for a while and came to ward 205. Under the horrified gaze of the painter, he picked up the water glass placed aside and took off his pants…

…

A few minutes later, Sato Ichiro’s eyes became clear again, and he found that he was drinking water. It’s just that this water is different from what I usually buy. It tastes a bit strong and has a strong odor.

“Why does it look like urine?”

Damn, it seems like it’s just urine.

Sato Ichiro collapsed and threw away the water glass with a loud shout, and the liquid inside splashed all over the floor.

“Damn, how could I do this?”

“It must be the antidote.”

“I know that there can’t be a free lunch in the world…”

…

In the Dragon Kingdom, Xu Ye opened the black plastic bag. Inside was a candle, which was roughly made and had an uneven surface.

At the bottom of the candle was a note: “Help us.”

“Come to the seventh floor at night and bring a candle, it will protect you.”

It turned out to be a request for help from patients on the seventh floor. There are actually people who are awake in this hospital…

Xu Ye put away the things calmly, returned to the ward and fed the candies he had just robbed to the remaining children.

The status of the other two wards was also confirmed.

Yang Kai is still the same, somewhere between semi-crazy and normal, the most unpredictable one.

Without the disturbance of ghosts, the painter’s condition seemed much better than in the morning.

After confirming everything, the time came to six o’clock in the evening again.

When Xu Ye returned to the dormitory, he saw several workers. He was in the corridor connecting the hospital and the dormitory, cursing as he repaired the wall: “You’re going to have a press conference tomorrow for someone who’s been stabbed a thousand times. If you smash the wall today, I’ll have to repair it all night long.”

“Bah, don’t let me catch you…”