Ga......

Chirping......

The friction between metal and glass, the sound was maddening, and the head was big. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What is he doing, what is he doing?"

The wards of the insane asylum have windows, but they are all protected, but the doctor must ensure that the outside can see the inside.

Jiang Cheng is now in a ward, concentrating on holding a scalpel, competing with small glass bottles one by one, the sharp tip of the scalpel depicts the glass bottles, even if it is a ward with good sound insulation, as long as it is close to the door, you can hear the sound of scratching your ears and cheeks.

The nurse outside looked inside, listening to the faint voice......

"Who's giving him the knife and glass?!"

There are many kinds of mentally ill people, there are violent tendencies, there are also all kinds of symptoms, if you have to say that you are a master carver, you must carve is not nothing, but the tools they get are not lethal, some plastic blunt objects.

The young man in the ward, struggling with a glass bottle, was still holding a sharp scalpel, and he directly frightened the unaware nurses who saw the outside.

"He's not a patient, I don't know where he came from, but he actually carved a bottle in the ward, it must be very relevant, right? God! He actually wants to distribute this bottle to the patient! This is a glass bottle! No matter how small it is, it's a glass bottle."

A head nurse frowned and said, and immediately called the dean, who heard her explain the reason, and immediately shouted: "Where did this guy come from?

In the dean's room of the madhouse, the white dean with a beard who was already white looked at the secretary in front of him and asked, "Hasn't the money arrived yet?"

Someone investment is the biggest joy, even if the madhouse of the American knife country has state funding, but this is no different from a private enterprise, someone invests, this money can really make his business grow, but also make his wallet bulge, the United States knife country this kind of private nursing home or madhouse, the most looking forward is the philanthropist.

"It's here!"

The female secretary looked at the prompt on the computer screen, looked at the series of zeros behind, and said.

"What's the fuss, where's our shareholder representative?!"

The dean said hurriedly.

"You said you were going to drive away ...... just now"

The secretary said.

The dean was stunned, and then said angrily: "It's the one with the glass bottle? Why didn't you say it earlier?! Didn't you hear what I said just now?!"

"You said he could look around...... You can even go into the ward to see the environment, and I didn't expect him to use the ward to get any glass bottles......"

The secretary said aggrievedly.

"Hurry up and ask, you won't really drive away, will you? You idiots, won't you ask about the situation?"

The dean said angrily.

The secretary hurriedly called, and then said: "I will drive away again, but people will not leave, so ah, I haven't left yet, I just said what you mean, the nurses and security guards over there left." ”

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to make handicrafts to express their love to others, and tell those doctors that they must supervise well in the future, and they must let patients cherish this handicraft, no matter what it is, it is full of love, and it cannot be broken casually. ”

The dean said eagerly.

The investment here is not short-term, it is long-term, and of course he wants long-term performance.

Occasionally, donations for their group are not nothing, but there are very few, there are many charity banquets, but these charity banquets are aimed at a variety of groups, there are for abused children, there are also for single mothers, all kinds, but they are all one-time donations, charity banquet fundraising, directly divided, and this time Andre's investment, but not just once, but will be invested many times, to help them, to achieve first-class hardware standards.

Jiang Cheng's ward door was open, and several white security guards had already come in, asking Jiang Cheng to finish the carving and leave the hospital immediately.

But Jiang Cheng didn't leave, and said that he would ask the dean to come forward.

What is the role of a security guard? I wanted to do something about it right away.

"Hurry up, the dean said, hurry up!"

Outside the ward where Jiang Cheng was, the security guards who were originally going to drive Jiang Cheng saw the dean's secretary and got the order, in fact, there were no onlookers, what was the strange noise inside? When the security guards arrived, it was mainly the people in the ward next to them who heard the sound and complained.

"But he affected the surrounding wards......"

The security captain said, "It's not a complaint, he hasn't come yet."

"Either endure it, or let them be discharged or transferred, anyway, our hospital rooms are full. The secretary said.

What else is there to say?!

The hospital security guards left, and the family members of the patients who were watching how Jiang Cheng was driven away outside the door also left, and no one was a fool.

Ga......

Chirping......

Jiang Cheng didn't care what happened outside, he devoted himself to the bottle, and the sharp tip of the scalpel was moving quickly on the bottle.

One......

Two......

Twenty ......

This has exhausted all of Jiang Cheng's energy, those small bottles, there are shallow lines, take a closer look, it is actually a human face outlined by lines, it is very simple, but if you look closely, it is lifelike, because these lines outline facial features.

"Please give these bottles to those seriously ill patients, it's my gift to them. ”

Jiang Cheng said too politely, after what happened before, who of the doctors and nurses outside would dare to stab him? Seeing Jiang Cheng take out these small bottles with delicate patterns on the outside, they all hurriedly took them.

"Can I hold spices in it?"

Such a small bottle, with exquisite lines on the outside, but the inside is empty, looking at a little residual fluorescence, it was originally for stuffing.

"I don't care if it's in it or not, don't break it!"

Jiang Cheng said. 、

"I've heard of collecting bad luck, but I've never seen anyone collecting bad luck, young man, it's a bit of a way!"

Jiang Cheng was still distributing these small glass bottles, and the old man over there said lazily, this old guy was really uncooperative, Jiang Cheng originally came for him, but it was difficult to stay with his figure, and I don't know what kind of treatment this guy is in this hospital, Jiang Cheng came here anyway, and he didn't bother to compete with him first, and wanted to use this place to do something of his own, but I didn't expect that this old guy, in a word, saw through it......

Is this old guy insane?!

"Andre, what's the matter with what I want you to do?" Jiang Cheng looked helplessly at the old man who was sitting next to him, smiling and swaying his legs back and forth, and dialed the phone and said.

Andre is already in the process of reducing the swelling, and it is no problem to speak, of course, the pronunciation is not very clear, and he can't always speak: "He's just a psychopath!"