The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

Vice President Li has something on his mind.

He wants to send the two mental illnesses back. According to his observations over the years, these two patients are terrifying and it is not a good thing to stay in the hospital.

On the day they were hospitalized, the hospital suffered losses.

The light bulb was changed and the socket was black.

These all need money, even if it is a small amount of money, it is also money, even if you grab a red envelope, you don't know how long it will take to get it back.

However, Vice President Li has a very good impression of Lin Fan.

Let's not talk about donating hematopoietic stem cells.

Just to put it simply, for so many years, I can see one side every few days, even if I have a dog, it has feelings. Although the metaphor is not very appropriate, it is roughly what it means.

Love for a long time!

And because of the existence of these two mental patients, the doctors' experience on the operating table has become very rich, the number of operating fields accumulated is very high, and they can become senior surgeons.

According to the test report.

Lin Fan does not need mobilizers, his hematopoietic stem cells grow and release in the peripheral blood.

This is a very magical situation.

Maybe it's normal for mental patients to be special.

He immediately arranged for the doctor to transfer Lin Fan to another ward, start collecting hematopoietic stem cells, end early, and send back early.

Although I love you very much, but this love is for expecting, not for you to appear before my eyes, it is enough that we meet once every few days.

Inside the ward.

Lin Fan was lying on the hospital bed next to a blood drawing machine. The doctors were busy. Two blood drawing needles were inserted in his left and right arms. One was to draw blood to the separator to filter the hematopoietic stem cells into the collection bag. The remaining blood is infused back into the body.

Recycling is not wasteful at all.

A doctor was sitting next to the machine, pretending to be calm, he felt a little flustered. The two mental illnesses are here, can he be afraid?

Although I know that these two mental patients are VIP clients of the hospital.

But he has never seen each other a few times.

Seeing the cable tube next to him, a picture of a mentally ill patient surreptitiously picking up the cable tube and strangling him to death, so pretending to block the cable tube, it is best not to let them see.

Old man Zhang sat beside Lin Fan's bed, watching nervously.

"How do you feel?" the doctor asked. This is a question that must be asked in the process. If it is numb, blood calcium should be supplemented.

Lin Fan calmly said: "No."

The doctor sat honestly. He was very nervous. He stayed in the same room with two mental patients. The pressure was really great. He would rather stay with two violent criminals. At least he would be very hideous before hitting you. So that you have a mental preparation.

at this time.

The doctor saw Lin Fan's gaze facing him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at him quietly.

Out of courtesy.

The doctor also smiled at Lin Fan, gave a thumbs up and praised it, it was great, you saved a family.

But gradually.

Lin Fan stared at him, making him a little cold, like sitting on pins and needles, lowering his head unconfidently, and daring to stare at Lin Fan. It's too scary, can you not look at me like this.

I am a big man.

The chrysanthemums you see are tight.

Old Man Zhang took out a banana from the fruit prepared by the hospital, peeled it, and ate it himself, then stretched it to Lin Fan's mouth, "I just ate it. It is very sweet and tastes good, you will like it. "

Lin Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it in one bite, "Well, it's really sweet."

"Do you want to go back? I kind of want to go back to our house." Old man Zhang missed his life in the Qingshan Mental Hospital, where he was very free and could run on the grass facing the sun, but he could only stay here. In this small room, there is no fun at all.

"Yes." Lin Fan replied.

Old man Zhang lifted his sleeves and pointed to the watch on his wrist and said: "I told you last time that I would buy you a Rolex, but I am a bit slow in saving money. You can wait a while and I will definitely be able to buy it for you. One piece."

"Well, good." Lin Fan said calmly.

He likes to play with Old Man Zhang. Since being there, he has tried to communicate with others, but found that they seem to be a little abnormal. They can only communicate shallowly, not in-depth.

But Lao Zhang is different.

He knows what he wants to do, and he also knows what Lao Zhang wants to do.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Old man Zhang placed his arm on the bed table beside him, his chin resting on his palm, and he tilted his head and looked at Lin Fan. The two of them just smiled inexplicably.

The smile was brilliant, his eyes narrowed into a gap.

I have always maintained such a smile, and such a warm smile made the ward warm up, but to the doctor, it felt like staying in an ice cellar, with the roots of sweat and hair standing up all over, so terrible.

No way!

I want to go out for a while.

The doctor stood up cautiously, fearing that a little movement might make the two mental patients angry.

After leaving the ward not far from the corridor.

He took a deep breath in the corridor. For him, the feeling was really too depressing. I don't know what the two of them think. Why can they look at each other and smile for so long without feeling terrible?

He didn't understand, but it was the truth.

Parents have not seen their children for a long time, and cook for the children themselves. They can skip meals at the dinner table and keep their eyes on the children eating. They feel satisfied and happy.

The child will say: Mom, I'm eating, I can't eat what you see.

Because I don't understand the look in the eyes, I can't eat it, and I won't understand what it means until later.

At that time, he was already a native of the mountain.

A passing nurse saw Doctor He standing in the corridor and asked with a smile, "How are you getting along with them?"

Doctor Ho pretended to smile calmly: "It's fine, they are very friendly, and I like to be with them very much."

Hypocritical words.

He was actually really scared.

Ding Ding!

Dr. He looked at the phone, there was news coming, read the note: good brother.

[Good brother: Lao He, I have something on my side. Can you lend me ten thousand yuan? 】

Dr. He looked at the content, lost in thought, he did not reply immediately, fearing that it would show "input in progress".

Ten thousand yuan.

This is something that makes him feel a little embarrassed.

After reading the information for ten minutes, I kept thinking about whether to borrow or not. If I did not borrow, what content should I compose and refuse, so as to show that I really want to help you, but I can’t help it, and it’s not. Will affect our relationship.

Ding!

[Good brother: It's okay, thanks, brother. 】

Seeing this information, he responded instantly.

[Doctor He: Ah! I was seeing a patient just now, and I just saw the information, and I’m fine. Call me next time I have something to do. 】

Damn!

Startled me.

There was a feeling of being left behind, and my mood suddenly improved.

Go back to the ward.

Seeing that the two mental patients were still smiling and looking at each other, the old man Zhang was holding the apple, biting himself, and Lin Fan, the smiles on their faces were still so bright.

To outsiders, it feels gloomy.

"It's delicious." Old man Zhang asked.

"Well, it's delicious." Lin Fan smiled.

"Then there is one more here, but I don't like it too much, just let it be for you." Old man Zhang looked at the only remaining apples. They were so sweet and crisp. He liked them very much.

But Lin Fan likes to eat.

He is willing to give good things to his good friends.

"We have one bite."

"No, I like to drink Sprite, but I don't like to eat fruit."

ps: Thank you, the sun, the moon and the stars are 0 minutes, a great reward from the boss, thank you, thank you.