Chapter 015: Dean Hao's Birthday

In ward 666, all equipment has been confiscated, and in the past, you could smash your body with a barbell, hit a sandbag, and exercise your body, but now there is nothing.

This made Lin Fan, who had finished drinking Coke, feel that the sky had fallen, his heart had become so empty and lonely, and his former familiar partners had disappeared.

"Aren't you unhappy? Old man Zhang patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and when he saw that Lin Fan was unhappy, he also pouted, very unhappy.

"Hmm. Lin Fan was a little sad, those were his little friends, but now the little ones have disappeared.

Old man Zhang rummaged through the cabinets, leaned in half of his body, looked for Xiao Baitian, and said happily: "Found it, I found it." ā€

Two pieces of paper, a watercolor pen.

Old man Zhang put the piece of paper on the bed, and lay on the bed by himself, pouting, busy with something.

"Huh!"

"How do you write Lin Fan's barbell?"

Old man Zhang scratched his head, very annoyed.

Lin Fan lay next to him, his expression was serious, and he pondered for a long time, "I won't either." ā€

"I remember I would have written before. The old man pouted, frowned, the watercolor pen stayed on the piece of paper, and he didn't put down the pen for a long time, when he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, "I thought of it." ā€

"Somebody next door told me that images are the most real thing. ā€

Boom!

Old man Zhang drew a barbell on a piece of paper.

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"What do you think I painted?" asked the old man triumphantly, pointing to the pattern on the piece of paper.

Lin Fan said calmly: "Barbell." ā€

"Yes, we can recognize them, and those people must understand it, after all, they don't seem too stupid. Old man Zhang said.

Lin Fan praised: "You are so powerful." ā€

Old man Zhang shook his head proudly, "Of course, look at me, the sandbag is very easy to draw." ā€

Under his manipulation, a painting jumped on the piece of paper.

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"What do you see this?" Old man Zhang pointed to the piece of paper and asked again, he likes to be praised by others, especially by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan exclaimed, "Sandbags." ā€

"That's right, it's a sandbag, I'm not very good at painting, I said, I used to have a lot of talent for painting, if I can paint, those masters are my disciples. "Old man Zhang is very confident.

"Okay, it's so realistic. Lin Fan said.

Old man Zhang gave Lin Fan one of the two pieces of paper, and then held them high above his head, "Let's protest and ask them to return the barbell and sandbags to us, that's our thing." ā€

The door to Ward 666 opened.

For the doctors in the entire Castle Peak Psychiatric Hospital, what worries them the most is this ward, and you never know what kind of things they will do.

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang held up the cards and walked in the corridor.

"We want this. ā€

The two shouted in unison, as if they had been simulated thousands of times, and there was no mistake.

Another ward.

A mentally ill person took ham sausage as a ring ruler to teach the following patients a lesson, explaining the infinite mysteries of the vast starry sky.

His name is Professor Starry Sky.

Old man Zhang's galaxy operation method was created through the guidance of the other party.

Professor Xingkong's face was full of anger, and he found that the students were attracted by the sound of the outside world, and the ham sausage in his hand knocked on the student's head, "Listen carefully to the lecture for me." ā€

The mentally ill students shrank their heads, pretending to be serious, and their little eyes were looking out from time to time.

Professor Starry Sky twisted his head and looked outside, and said angrily, "You all sit down for me, and I'll teach them a lesson." ā€

The mentally ill students watched the professor go out, staring intently, and then through the window, they saw that the starry sky professor also raised his hands and shouted after him......

He also waved to the students in the ward.

Lips moved.

Although the people inside couldn't hear it, the meaning was clear.

"Come out, this one is more fun. ā€

Dean's Office.

Dean Hao was in a good mood and had ice cream in front of him.

I said to myself.

'Happy birthday, Dean Hao. ’

Then I ate spoonful after spoonful, sweet in the mouth, and cold to the heart, what a leisurely day.

And he's also very idle.

No one bothered him.

Because he is the director of the Aoyama Mental Hospital, who can ask him for help.

He would be amazed if someone asked him for help.

What the?

You are mentally ill, don't worry, I am the dean, and I will definitely give you a priority to arrange a beautiful environment for you, so that you can live in it and never feel homesick.

If someone needs to ask him for help because of a big crime, I hope to get through the relationship and open a mental medical record.

He absolutely agreed.

Check it yourself.

Stop at the suggestion of the other party and write it.

Extremely dangerous persons, who can pose a great danger to society, are recommended to be euthanized or permanently imprisoned.

Long Guo still took the suggestion of the superintendent of the mental hospital to heart.

Once.

He had used the power in his hands to do such a thing, and although he felt sorry for his duty, he felt that his mother, who was not in a good spirit, was too pitiful.

The boy was too young to be believed.

The stubborn second generation is rich and powerful, looking for a relationship to find him here, I wanted to ignore it, but he paid attention to the news and saw the arrogant second generation with his own eyes.

His relaxed heart was stirring.

In the end, a medical record was issued that decided the life and death of the other party.

At the same time, tell the second generation, you have to keep telling others that I am not mentally ill.

If you say you're mentally ill, people won't believe you.

Only by saying that he is not mentally ill will others believe it.

That incident had an impact on Dean Hao, and the second-generation family threatened to buy Dean Hao's life.

Dean Hao's mind was full of questions.

Do you know what you're talking about?

I know Maoshan, Taoism, Buddhism, and doctors, so why do you know?

It all started 30 years ago.

It rained heavily that night...... Cuihua stood in front of his house soaking wet.

Wrong.

It should be that those high-level people when they were young were all cultivators, and they didn't want to be disturbed by the high school courses, and many people found it, hoping to open a certificate of mental illness, cultivate quietly, and not be disturbed.

Dean Hao is righteous and righteous, and he wields his pen righteously.

This patient needs to be extremely quiet and undisturbed, otherwise it will have a huge impact on the condition, especially the theory course. ’

Perfect operation.

And then when those guys wanted to get out, he was waving his pen.

Under my careful treatment, my condition recovered no different from ordinary people. ’

Now.

Those people have become high-level.

Dean Hao is in trouble, this can't be done without helping, the ghost knows if the big-mouthed Dean Hao will say anything nonsense in front of the media, although it has little impact on them, but it is a black spot after all.

Knock knock!

"Come in. Dean Hao held the ice cream box and licked it cleanly, it was really delicious.

The doctor hurriedly ran in and said, "Dean, it's not good, the patients in ward 666 have rebelled, and they have brought other patients, and now they are shouting in the corridor......

Dean Hao glared.

It's kind of interesting.

Can you let me go?

I'm going to retire in 10 years, and I hope to retire in good health instead of dying here.