Chapter 11: I've Become Mentally Ill Too

"Good. Chen Feng happily agreed.

Very reasonable, if it weren't for neuropathy, who would want to go to the ward in the middle of the night and see those very horrible burn patients?

Zhao Liming finally smiled, and then left the elevator room with Chen Jingyun and came to the door of room 1104.

As soon as he pushed the door open, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Looking back, Chen Feng followed again.

Zhao Liming's 'slight smile', which was finally revealed, suddenly disappeared again.

"How do you ......"

"Auntie, I'm a little scared, your hospital is gloomy. Chen Feng said.

Zhao Liming almost wanted to scold his mother, his brain was sick, were you afraid that he would run towards the hospital in the middle of the night?

"You kid, I told you to wait for me at the nurse's station. Okay, you stand at the door, I'll go in with Dr. Zhao, and I'll come out in a while. Chen Jingyun said.

"Auntie, go ahead, I'll ask Dr. Chen for some medical questions. Chen Feng said.

Chen Jingyun asked with concern: "What's wrong, where are you uncomfortable?"

"Oh, auntie, it's all a male problem, I'll just ask Dr. Zhao, you don't care. As he spoke, he stuffed the lunch box he bought halfway directly to Chen Jingyun and pulled Zhao Liming's arm.

"Let it go, what are you doing, I'm not a male doctor!" Zhao Liming said impatiently.

"It's all the same, it's a very basic question. Chen Feng couldn't help but say, and pulled him away.

Zhao Liming struggled twice, but unexpectedly found that Chen Feng's strength was very strong this time, and if he didn't use all his strength, he might not be able to struggle.

But after all, they were acquaintances, and they couldn't fight in the corridor, so they had to follow.

"This kid, how can he have a male problem at a young age?!" Chen Jingyun looked at his two distant backs, with a look of unease.

……

At the end of the hallway, there is a large utility room.

Chen Feng finally let go of his arm.

Zhao Liming looked back at Chen Jingyun, who had already walked into the ward, and shook off his hand very impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't pull and pull, what do you want to ask?"

"Very private question, go in and say. Chen Feng entered the utility room.

Zhao Liming glanced at Chen Feng up and down a few times, and said, "What can be wrong with you at a young age? Go on the net less, see less unhealthy things, a few times, and usually strengthen physical exercise." ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he took a step, there was a strong force behind him, and he was directly dragged into the storage room by Chen Feng.

"What the hell are you going to do!"

Zhao Liming was also annoyed, and asked sharply.

Chen Feng locked the door with his backhand and smiled: "Doctor Zhao, I used to think you were a good doctor. I really didn't expect that, how could this be. ”

Zhao Liming's expression changed, and he asked vigilantly, "What do you mean?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng suddenly pointed at Zhao Liming's eyebrows!

The two were close at hand, and Chen Feng was mentally arithmetic or unintentional, and the empathy finger accurately hit Zhao Liming's eyebrows.

A little light burst out.

Empathy refers to sucking stars!

Suck!

Suck it!

Suck suck suck suck!

Kindness?

Fuck it, I can't even suck it!

The demonic nature on Zhao Liming's body has reached the stage of 'deep demonic heart', and the condensation is extremely condensed, which is completely different from Chu Lingling's loose demonic nature.

I really can't suck it!

But it's not for nothing.

Empathy refers to the pale golden true qi of the heart eater, after all, it is the natural nemesis of demonic energy, just like a big groundhog, when it encounters a goshawk, it will still feel frightened.

As soon as he pointed his fingers, he was excited by Chen Feng's pale golden true qi, and the demonic qi also trembled violently, as if it was about to split.

Zhao Liming's originally fair and handsome face had black lines like a shadow, which looked extremely scary.

If it was just the lines, it would have been fine, but his eyes, with the violent conflict between the demonic qi and the true qi, were covered with bloodshot and bulging outward, as if they were under a lot of pressure.

The eyeballs felt like they were going to explode.

It was the first time Chen Feng saw this situation, and his hand subconsciously shrank back

He is here to suck demonic energy, not to uphold justice, let alone to kill.

Zhao Liming's eyes are too scary, in case it really 'explodes', this matter can't be explained, and he will wait for the country to provide for the elderly.

He took two steps back and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Zhao, are you okay?"

This is nonsense, Zhao Liming's current appearance, there is obviously something, and something is very important!

The black gas rushed around Zhao Liming's face like a storm, and Zhao Liming held his head tightly with both hands, struggling desperately, as if he was trying to resist something.

However, immediately after, the black gas seemed to pour into his eyes, and when he slowly raised his head again, he saw that the original black and white eyes were only pitch black, and his eyes were not rational and popular at all, not like a living person at all.

"I'm going, ramming away?"

Chen Feng was stunned.

Could it be that this is the legendary 'going mad'?

Controlled by demonic energy?

Without waiting to figure out the situation, Zhao Liming roared and pounced on Chen Feng, like a zombie in a movie, stretching out his hands to pinch Chen Feng's neck.

"I'm worried about your safety, you're going to strangle me?!"

Chen Feng slapped him in the face.

didn't dare to slap his face, for fear of breaking his brain, the big bear stood on the shoulder.

Syllable.

Such as defeat.

"Oh Nima, it hurts me to death!" Chen Feng's hand was already swollen, and now it felt like a lot of small knives were chopping, and painful tears were about to come out.

Zhao Liming was even more miserable, a person of more than 140 pounds, coupled with his own inertia of rushing over, was slapped like a ballet, flew out in place, and hit his head on the storage shelf.

Zhao Liming was just about to get up, when he was hit hard by a paint bucket on his head, his eyes widened, and he slipped down the wall softly.

Chen Feng hurriedly went up to probe his breath and felt his pulse.

There is an aunt who is the head nurse, and Chen Feng has been able to use small medical methods such as touching the pulse and stopping bleeding since he was a child.

Fortunately, it should be dizzy, and a large piece of skin has been broken on the head, and it is estimated that stitches will be required, which may leave a scar.

The host was unconscious, and the black qi couldn't get up, lying on his face like a dead snake, Chen Feng held his breath and condensed, and pointed out his empathy finger again, and the pale golden true qi was swallowing at his fingertips.

It's another time between the eyebrows!

This time it was much smoother, and he lost the host's demonic qi, and this time it didn't last long, and it quickly disintegrated into a filament, and then was inhaled into his body by Chen Feng.

"!"

Chen Feng instantly felt that his whole body was about to burn!

Hot!

Spicy as a volcanic eruption!

The whole person seems to be in the midst of a raging fire, no place is not hot, no place is not hot!

In his ears, Zhao Liming's roar full of anger sounded!

'These families are a gang of hooligans!'

'Stuck in the office at work, stalking me after work, splashing paint on my door, scaring my girlfriend...... I...... I'm going to kill them!'

'Good people are not rewarded!! am I wrong to treat the sick and save people?!'

'Die, be a good doctor and be a bad doctor!'

……

The hysterical roar rang in my ears.

Chen Feng now has no energy to sympathize with or condemn Zhao Liming, let alone the reason to distinguish whether Zhao Liming has a logical problem.

After that piece of demonic qi was dispersed, there were almost ten threads, and he inhaled so much demonic qi at one time, and those pale golden true qi in his body couldn't be suppressed immediately.

Zhao Liming's anger has also become his anger, and Zhao Liming's emotions have also become his emotions.

The whole person seemed to be boiled, and even the brain began to boil.

For a while, I even felt that what Zhao Liming said was so reasonable!

That's right, if a good person is unlucky, then why not be a bad person!

If you want to be beaten to save people, why don't you hurt people?

Build bridges and pave roads without corpses, kill people and set fire to the gold belt!

It really makes sense!