In a haze, I only felt that my body was being supported by someone, and my feet fluttered like a fairy.

It turns out that the feeling of electric shock is so stimulating, when the current of ** penetrates the whole body, the whole person's state is full of energy.

"100 ml of morphine."

"100 ml of morphine."

"A shot in the arm."

"A shot in the arm."

"Cardiopulmonary resuscitation"

"1st attempt of CPR, 2nd attempt of CPR" ......"

The sound of order in my ears woke me up from the unknown haze.

In front of him stood two strange men in surgical gowns, one of whom seemed to be a little older.

The other seemed to work as a deputy, but both were wearing masks, and I couldn't guess my real age even if I squinted.

"You're awake."

The first to speak was the doctor, who looked a little older.

He took off his mask and had a kind smile on his face, which made me feel a little uneasy.

I was reminded of the idea of this mental hospital.

I've only seen a few patients for so long, and the two people in front of me seem to be new faces.

I gritted my teeth and endured the pain in all parts of my body, but suddenly a delicate, familiar voice came from my ears.

Like a spring breeze blowing snow, it loosened my tense nerves a little bit.

"Didn't I tell you that you can't escape without my mother's permission?"

The "little doctor" in front of me, who had made me almost crazy, was sitting on the operating table next to me with Erlang's legs crossed.

In the dim light, through the white cloth, you can faintly see the fair skin and slender legs.

I subconsciously swallowed my saliva, as if she was aware of it.

She held a lollipop in one hand, pinched a cigarette in the other, and her innocent little face was smeared with red lip makeup that was the most popular in dance halls in the forties and fifties of the last century.

But it looks a little out of place with her serious white doctor's coat.

"I..."

At this time, I really wanted to knead her little face vigorously, but the paralyzed nerves couldn't lift the slightest strength.

"Dr. Li, please go out first, I have something to say to this patient alone."

Listening to the delicate tone of her mouth, my heart instantly chuckled.

Outside the window, although it was already dawn, it was still covered with clouds.

"Who TM said that there will be a rainbow after the rain".

I looked expressionless on the surface, but inside I was already panicked and even a little scared.

After all, I can't use any strength in my whole body, and God knows what this little devil is going to do to me.

And I have always been concerned about Lao Yan's daughter in my heart, but at this moment, I am also very clear that I am afraid that this virtue will not be able to get there at all.

Her fingertips slid from side to side over my body, and I was naked, my heart beating wildly.

Next to the operating table were cardiotonic agents and a series of unknown medicines, and some of the liquid in the test tubes was actually red.

I don't dare to imagine if it was blood, but I feel that I have fallen into the hands of this little devil, and I am afraid that I will have to "relive" what happened yesterday afternoon again.

This time she actually stood on her tiptoes, and her big eyelashes flashed and blinked at me.

The red paste on her lips was as bright as fire, and I really couldn't understand why she had to paint such a corny outfit for such a sexy and graceful beauty.

"The old lady only gives you two choices, be my darling and kneel at my feet".

"Two, I'll let you taste the joy of being a woman."

I was stunned on the operating table, my mind blank.

Until her eyes accidentally saw a pink book carefully hidden behind her, which seemed to be the "what concubine" of the palace series.

"Poof" I almost didn't laugh out loud.

When she saw that I wasn't afraid, she bit her lips.

Following the light on the operating table, her "little tiger teeth" were faintly visible, trembling with anger.

At this time, I vaguely guessed in my heart that she was not the child of some doctor's family, who put on a doctor's costume and came here to be naughty.

I turned my head away and stopped looking at her, but I didn't think that the next second her actions would be even crazier.

She sat down next to me, slowly revealing her fair and slender legs up to her ankles, and finally took off her high heels on her feet.

Little by little, it crossed over me.

She sat lightly on my chest like a child's weight.

From time to time, his bare feet touched my arm, as if he was deliberately seducing.

"You..., get out of here."

I glared at her as she slowly raised her forehead, her whole body enveloped in a girlish fragrance.

But as if she hadn't heard me, she gradually lowered her head.

A little opening of the lips seems to be the intention to say something.

I just wanted to close my eyes and endure this almost purgatory-like **.

Suddenly, I suddenly noticed a middle-aged fat man in black-rimmed glasses and a doctor in a white coat outside the window, staring at me expressionlessly.

The next second.

He seemed to realize my perception and turned away.

At the same time, I only heard the little devil in front of me whispering in my ear.

"Do you understand that I'm protecting you by doing this."

I chuckled in my heart, but suddenly remembered in my mind that it was the fat man who had just been outside the window to greet me, the arrival of my "new member", at the gate yesterday.

I seemed to sense a strange opportunity and turned my head suddenly, but accidentally kissed her lips.

Actually, it wasn't a kiss, just a slight scratch.

But before I could react first, I only saw that her face was getting hot a little bit, and even her panting voice was a little rough.

“… Eight... Bastard. ”

She roared angrily, and hurried out of the operating room without even having time to put on her heels on the floor.

All I was left with a red slap print on my face and a dull expression.

"Eight... Eight what? What the hell is she going to say".

Until noon, I followed the huge procession of patients towards the location of the cafeteria.

Sitting on a white and elegant table and chair, the staple food in front of me is a bowl of gruel and two eggs.

But at this moment, I didn't have the heart to fill my stomach at all, so I took the egg in my arms and disappeared into the exit of the cafeteria.

I'm glad I remember it well, and the strange blood-red mark in front of me is printed on the wall.

An arrow points to the staircase deep in the corridor, and the large scarlet letters on it are very eye-catching.

"Safe passage, don't enter if you have nothing to do."

I looked left and right to see that there was no figure on either side, so I cautiously stepped down the steps.

The moss-covered cracks in the stone steps on both sides of the building seem to have been around for so many years that even the wards and doctors' offices are full of cracks.

I looked back from time to time until a hospital resume posted on a white wall suddenly appeared in front of me.

"The building was completed in 1939, and its predecessor was used as the experimental base of the Japanese army's inhumane soul gate, which was later abolished."

I couldn't help but gasp as I watched the little black text on it come to mind.

"The experimental base of the Soul Gate built by the little devil..., how is this possible..., what is the Soul Gate Return."

I couldn't think of an answer to the questions that came to my mind, but what shocked me even more was the clear photos and biographies of the doctors at the hospital.

I wasn't surprised that the middle-aged fat man with black-rimmed glasses was the director of the hospital, but what I didn't expect was.

"He's still a Japanese, called Takeshi Fujii."

I didn't expect more than that, my eyes swept over those inconsequential faces, but suddenly stopped on the photo of the little girl.

The bold black text underneath is really unusual for others.

"Psychiatrist of our hospital" Li Xiaoyue "

"Female"

"19 years old".

He has studied abroad for many years and has made breakthroughs in psychiatric diseases. ”

I was stunned to think back to her, but I couldn't imagine that she was really a doctor.

The howling breeze in the passage gently patted my face, waking me up suddenly.

Looking at the increasingly broken stone steps in front of him, he immediately decided not to waste any more time and see where this so-called "safe passage" leads?

The pace grew faster and faster until I almost wondered if I had walked into the basement.

At what appeared to be just around the horizon, I saw an iron gate painted black at the end of the passage.

The cold wind blowing on the front door sucked into my nose little by little along the gap in the iron door.

The strange smell irritated my eyes and choked on tears.

I subconsciously covered my mouth and nose, but I couldn't say how I felt about the smell, a bit of a rotten and smelly dried corpse.

Cautiously approaching the iron gate, the smell became heavier and heavier.

I thought to myself that this safe passage should lead to the outside of the building, how could it be so weird and unusual.

It wasn't until the iron gate in front of me was only one step away from me that I gradually stopped.

Looking at the unlocked iron ring on it, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Lao Yan's last words surrounded my ears, and I didn't dare to forget them for a moment.

But he seems to have been trapped in a desolate and rainy mental hospital on all sides, and it has become very difficult to get out.

At this moment, it seems to be an excellent opportunity to escape, and when I think of Lao Yan's daughter, who is still trapped in the basement of the police station, I can't help but chuckle in my heart.

I almost couldn't hold back my hands that were about to move, and wanted to open the iron door completely, but the palm of the iron ring that was weighing it several times in my heart gradually couldn't help but let go.

I always felt that the strange smell I had just smelled was very unusual, and now I was wearing a hospital gown.

Even if I ran out, I wouldn't necessarily have someone to give me a ride, but I might be treated like a psychopath.

What I need is an opportunity, a foolproof opportunity to be safe.

Until late at night.

The dark clouds hanging overhead still showed no sign of clearing, but gathered more and more, as if some terrible storm was brewing.

This time.

I hid in the toilet and quietly pulled out the phone in my crotch and turned the flashlight to the fullest.

The quiet corridor was empty, and even the chandelier overhead seemed to lose its color at this moment, and the world in front of me was only black and white.

I walked cautiously towards the so-called "safe passage" intersection during the day, looking back warily from time to time.

It's just that when I passed by a ward, I suddenly recalled the crazy self-talk of the mentally ill man when I returned to the ward in the afternoon.

He was tall and wore a blue and white striped hospital gown like a prisoner like me.

A neat flat head mixed with a little gray hair, and the eyes are sometimes simple but sometimes fearful.

However, for a "dirt mouse" like me, who has more than ten years of experience, I don't feel uncomfortable getting along with him.

"Don't... Never look in the mirror, never look in the mirror. ”

He sat on the bed facing the wall, his hands and body shaking like a Parkinson's patient.

"Don't... Never look in the mirror, never look in the mirror... Headless General... Headless General.