At this moment, I was terrified, and the fear was pressed against my scalp, and I felt numb and trembling all over.

His chest was heaving heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was breathing a little shorter.

There is even a feeling of suffocation!

Swallowing my saliva, I stiffened and slowly turned around.

The madman was standing behind me, less than a meter!

His face was hateful, and his facial features were a little distorted, very weird, as if he was out of place. His eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were split to the sides, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Holding a wooden stick in both hands with a few rusty nails on it, was about to smash it at my head.

If you are hit, you will either be killed or injured, and you will lose consciousness immediately.

Luckily, the madman made a noise, and I noticed that I had turned around in advance so that I could be prepared.

Otherwise, he will be killed by this madman!!

"Bang!"

The madman screamed and smashed my head with a stick.

Seeing this, I quickly dodged to the side, dodged the attack, and pulled away from the attack.

At this point, I was so scared that my heart was pounding, and I was about to jump out of my throat, covered in sweat and short of breath.

It's not that I'm afraid of fighting, who boy hasn't been in a fight?

It's just that I have an inexplicable fear of this madman, maybe because he is not a normal person, and he can do anything.

That's why I'm so scared.

I believe that anyone who meets a mentally ill person will feel an inexplicable panic.

The madman bared a mouthful of yellow teeth and screamed strangely, and the bloodshot in his eye sockets seemed to infect his eyes at this moment, and they also became red.

In the darkness, he gasped like a beast, and was interested in seeing his prey.

"Cluck...."

With a strange scream, he rushed again, and several times faster.

In this small space, I looked embarrassed, and I was almost attacked several times.

The madman grew more and more excited, and he kept waving his stick, and as if he were terrified, he kept rushing at me.

It's like a cat teasing a mouse.

At this time, my face was covered with sweat and I didn't dare to wipe it. The whole body tensed together, and he looked at the madman intently, so as to predict his movements and avoid it in advance.

But in this small space, there are great restrictions on movement, and it is not an option to avoid his attacks all the time, and it is necessary to find a way to subdue this madman.

Otherwise, the physical strength will definitely gradually decrease, and the speed of reaction will also be greatly affected.

At that time, it was just the fish on the cutting board, and it was slaughtered by this madman.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I decided to fight.

With a shout, he rushed forward with an electric baton, and at the moment he approached the madman, he poked his left hand forward and aimed the flashlight at his eyes, trying to distinguish the winner with one move.

But I underestimated this madman, who was schizophrenic but not stupid.

Maybe I've been attacked by doctors or nurses with electric batons a lot, and I know how powerful this thing is.

At the moment when the electric baton probed past, it was about to touch his body.

The madman abruptly moved to the left, avoiding the electric baton, and at the same time swung his stick and slammed it into my wrist.

"Poof!"

The rusty nail pierced the skin and stuck in the wrist.

Suddenly I felt a pain, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the electric baton fell to the ground, and blood began to come out of my wrist.

"Ah.....h

There was a scream, my eyes widened, my muscles flare, and my whole body was shaking.

Immediately, he was furious and kicked the madman out.

"Z...."

The madman clung to the stick, and the moment I kicked it out, the stick went with him.

The nail that was stuck in the wrist was pulled out of the wrist and scratched over the skin because of the strength of the problem.

Suddenly, a wound of five or six centimeters appeared on the wrist.

Blood kept pouring out like a spring of water, flowing into the ground.

"Hey, hey...."

The madman felt no pain at all, and when he saw the blood on the stick, he was instantly excited, and stretched out his tongue to add it to the stick, and soon licked the blood that remained on it.

He seemed to be unsatisfied, staring at my wrist and licking his lips.

I clutched my wrists, trying to stop the blood from coming out.

But it didn't work, the blood poured through the cracks, and the pain grew stronger.

Pain and fear continued to dominate me, and I was numb and trembling.

The slightest movement of this madman will make me like a frightened bird.

If this continues, I'm sure I'll be killed!

The afterglow swept to the electric baton that fell to the ground, not far from my place.

Trembling my body, I took a deep breath, the pain that pierced my heart stung me.

The only way to do this now is to hit this madman with an electric baton, or I'll really die in this place.

"Hey.....hey"

The madman stared at the blood on my wrist, got excited, and immediately lunged forward.

At this point, I threw the flashlight over him and hit him right on the door of the head, causing him to feel a pain and stop his movement for a while.

At this moment, I swooped forward from memory, and quickly touched the electric baton from the ground.

Because there was a lot of blood on his palm, he didn't even pick up the electric baton because of the slippage on the first time.

The madman had already reacted, and he was furious, his face was hateful, and he exuded a fierce aura, very vicious.

Then, as if he could see things in the dark, he quickly locked on to my position and ran over. The claws of those hands and their nails were full of dirt, trying to choke my neck.

At that moment, ignoring the pain in my left hand, I grabbed the electric baton with both hands and held it up, and immediately rushed towards the madman.

"Zla....", the madman was hit, his whole body was spasmed, he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, and instantly passed out.

"Whew...."

I leaned against the wall, gasping for breath and sweating all over my face.

Because of the vigorous exercise just now, the injury on the wrist was torn, which made the pain even more intense, and the blood could not stop flowing out.

No wonder Kuroko repeatedly instructed him not to move easily when he met a patient, and to wait for him to come over.

This is too dangerous, if you don't pay attention to it, you will either die or be injured!

Looking back now, I still have lingering palpitations.

I took out my phone and asked Kuroko to make a call and ask him to come to the fourth floor to pick me up.

But there was still no signal.

Taking a deep breath, it looks like I'm going to have to carry this patient back by myself.

At this time, the thought of not wanting to continue working here welled up, it was too dangerous here.

Not only the mental impact, but also the physical damage and the threat to life.

Chen Hui is right, don't wait until my mother's condition is better, and something will happen to me.

For families who are not wealthy, this is undoubtedly a huge disaster.

I took off my coat, wrapped it around my wrists, and leaned against the wall to take out a cigarette and light it.

The idea of not wanting to stay here became even stronger, and I even wanted to call Sister Li immediately and say that I would not do it, and then ask Kuroko to come and carry the patient back, and I would slip away immediately.

It's just that there is no signal on the phone.

Soon I finished smoking a cigarette and the pain in my wrist was relieved a lot.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to stay here for the time being.

Let's not say whether it will turn positive on the next day.

After leaving here, where do you go to find a job like this that pays well?

The mother's treatment fee for a month is at least tens of thousands, and this is not counting the days spent in the ICU ward, plus the cost of surgery.

You know, treating tumors is a very expensive expense.

According to the family's financial conditions, they can't afford it at all.

I can even imagine my mother giving up treatment because of the medical bills.

I would never allow such a thing to happen!

Mother has given a lot for this family!

It's dangerous here, but at least until my mother recovers, I need this job to take the burden off my father.

It's a big deal that when I encounter something like this in the future, it's good that I don't separate from Kuroko!