For the first time, I felt that I had suffered a "loss of culture".

After some clumsy manipulation, I was able to make sure that the video was slowly downloading.

Outside the window, the storm gradually turned into a drizzle, but the thunder still flickered.

I glanced at the mechanical watch in my hand, and the hands were slowly past twelve o'clock.

The pent-up feeling in my heart continued to be in pieces, as if I would be out of breath at any moment.

forcibly calmly took out the crumpled box of cigarettes from his arms, looked at the blurred English pattern on it, and couldn't help but scold in his heart.

"TM, this little devil is really going to enjoy it."

In front of me was a huge glass mirror in the bathroom on the fourth floor.

The design of the bathroom is no different from that of a normal public place, and the sink in the bathroom corresponds to the mirror under the mirror.

The entrances on both sides are men's and women's public toilets, and the cold wind is constantly swishing across my skin and spitting along both sides.

I glanced at the dark entrance of the women's toilet and thought to myself, aren't the patients living on the fourth floor all seriously ill patients who can't take care of themselves and need the help of nurses?

For them, eating, drinking, and sleeping all day are taken care of in bed, and this toilet is really a bit chicken.

The cracked tiles under his feet oozed mud lines, as if no one had wiped them for a long time.

I took a big puff of the cigarette in my mouth, and as I looked at the smoke rings in the air, I couldn't help but think of the strange things I had experienced during the day.

How could the glass of the window shatter on its own, could there really be something unclean in the dark, echoing throughout the floor.

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a chill in my heart, like something is staring at me in the dark.

The slow progress bar on the screen seemed to freeze for some unknown reason, and I was so shocked that I almost didn't drop the cigarette in my mouth.

"How so..."

I held my phone in both hands, staring at the black and white progress bar on the screen.

"TM's... I've been waiting for almost 10 minutes, how can this be...".

I scratched my head and hated that times were changing so fast, that even the most basic operations of the current mobile phone were at a loss.

I stared at the progress bar on the screen, even foolishly thinking that just putting it up would increase the download speed.

But in fact, there is a famous saying that is really true.

"Sometimes, ignorance is a sin."

I really wanted to slap myself hard at the moment, but it didn't help after all.

Time passed little by little, and a tiredness filled my mind.

The bright light above his head also seemed to be dim, looking at himself exactly the same in the mirror.

Several times I almost fell asleep at the base of the wall, but I was awakened by the nightmare scene.

Until I was confused, there seemed to be a pair of feet standing straight in front of me.

The thick legs were powerful but blood-stained, and the familiar and unfamiliar sensation triggered my nerves.

I hurriedly woke up, and my eyes followed the figure in front of me little by little.

saw that familiar figure, he was Lao Yan.

It's just that the uniform he wears is dripping with a large amount of blood, and even his hair almost falls down to his chest.

The blood-stained white shirt inside was faintly visible, fluctuating little by little with the sound of heavy breathing.

The eyes widened in their sockets, but they kept rolling upwards.

"Old Yan..., are you not dead yet?"

I struggled to get up from the ground, only to find that there was no figure in the air in front of me.

Only the empty opposing mirrors reflect their own puppet figures.

"Shhhhh

I gasped.

I thought that by the next morning, I would have to leave the psychiatric hospital no matter what.

Saving people is like fighting a fire, and there is no room for delay of half a minute.

The cobwebs hanging from the corner of the bathroom were covered in dust, and the oncoming mirror was stained because it had not been wiped for too long.

I closed my eyes and finally couldn't hold back the tiredness in my head and fell asleep, only to wake up again.

The video file in the mobile phone has just been downloaded, and there is not much time, not a single point.

It was just getting dark, and I was curled up in the corner yawning, my fingertips resting on the button that played the video.

The middle-aged fat man who walked into the bathroom in front of me suddenly scared me.

He was about the same height as me, and under the black frame was a standard "leadership face", and at the moment his hands were just trying to untie the straight belt around his waist but I hit him squarely.

"Oh, Mr. Gan... How did you hide in the bathroom and sleep. ”

He hurriedly walked over and picked me up, and I also took the opportunity to put the phone in my arms, but I don't know if this subtle movement has caused him to notice?

"You... What are you guys up to. ”

Xiao Yue, who had just woken up and was sleepy, was subconsciously rubbing her eyes with both hands.

It's just that the scene in front of her really scared her.

Inside the office.

I looked at the middle-aged dean in front of me with a gloomy face, and I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

"Mr. Gan, I know that you also have a strong interest in this ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty at your feet, so you will definitely not give up easily."

"But..., I still can't let you go for the time being, after all, your whereabouts are uncertain..., I... I'm so sorry. ”

The middle-aged dean in front of him got rid of his previous hypocritical face, and his face was a little gloomy.

And I was not to be outdone, my legs were resting on his desk, and my legs were crossed, and the cigarette in my mouth was filled with the unique aroma of tobacco.

"Hehe, a little devil is a little devil."

"One thing in front of me and one thing behind my back, I don't believe that you can restrict my personal freedom."

I had a slight temper on my face, and the words in my mouth were extremely arrogant.

But in the next second, his words made me fall into an ice cave and exude a chill.

"Hehe, Mr. Gan, you seem to have overlooked one thing, that is, your current identity is a mentally ill person who is being treated in our hospital."

"Wherever you go, we have an obligation to keep you safe."

I looked at the medical report on the table and wanted to grab it, tear it to pieces, and stuff it in my mouth.

Outside the window, the air after the rain gave off the scent of earth, and the sky was finally clear after a long absence.

I fixed my eyes on him and smiled, but my hands clenched into fists until there was a "creaking" sound between my fingers.

Suddenly, I saw that his face changed color suddenly.

"Mr. Gan..., this is a hospital."

"Besides, now that I am also a foreign doctor, protected by the laws of your country, you... You don't want to use force. ”

“… I... I will not compromise".

With fear in his eyes, he got up from his chair and stepped back.

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

For the first time, I felt that this fat man was a little cute, but Lao Tzu just shook his fist and he was afraid of something.

"It's not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill someone."

I stared at him without hesitation, and then threw the cigarette butt in my mouth on the ground, and subconsciously stomped it out with my foot.

"Gan... Mr. Gan, but you're not mentally ill... ”

He watched me walk towards him step by step, but his tone suddenly changed 180 degrees.

"Fart, didn't you just say that I was a mentally ill person in your hospital?"