As soon as she finished speaking, the whole room of patients consciously lined up, singing that the light on Beijing's Jinshan was shining in all directions.

The main square at the entrance was full of people, the scene was as chaotic as a vegetable market, and those patients were men and women, and it could be seen at a glance that none of these people were normal.

One thing they have in common is that when they look at people with dull eyes, their eyes are blank and their eyes are not focused. They stood lazily in the square one by one, posing with all kinds of movements that normal people can't do, and when they saw Ma Lan, Xiao Ma, and Xiao Wang, they were either smirking or chewing their fingers like unweaned.

The men were all dressed in white hospital gowns with a four-digit number printed on their chests.

The whole square is densely populated because of the lack of air circulation.

As soon as I came out of the dormitory, a foul smell came to my nose, I hurriedly covered my nose, the fishy smell emanating from the body, to be honest, I really couldn't stand it.

Maybe I'm the face of the heart, and those people immediately set their eyes on me.

I glanced at the number on me, 4957. Does this number mean that I am the 4,957th person who entered this hospital?

I was distracted for a moment, and when I passed by a female psychopath, I suddenly felt a pain in my buttocks, and I looked back.

TMD A woman in her thirties, chewing her little fingers, staring at me in a daze, the saliva secreted from her mouth like a stream, slowly flowing down.

I glared at her and yelled, "Get out,,,,,,

Not only was the woman not afraid, but rushed over and hugged me and kissed me.

All the patients started laughing and laughing. Ma Lan glanced back, immediately became angry, walked over quickly, grabbed the woman's hair, pulled her away from me and slapped her in the face.

I wiped my face with my cuffs. While retching.

Ma Lan's slaps obviously shocked everyone, and they began to disperse as if they had met a plague. Ma Lan glanced at everyone and scolded: "You guys have the same idea." are honest who dares to bully his newcomer, see that the old lady does not peel her skin. Then I rushed into the cafeteria. In front of the faucet, I washed my face no less than a dozen times.

Then I lined up with the big line to get breakfast.

Breakfast is simply pig food, each person has a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, the porridge is like clear water, you can't see a grain of rice, the steamed bun is the kind of yellow, how far away you can smell a rancid smell of the kind of hardness like a stone.

To be honest, that meal wasn't comparable to what I had in prison.

I took a bite of porridge. I really can't eat the steamed buns.

The man who called me dad ate his steamed buns in a few bites, staring at the steamed buns in my hand and drooling.

As soon as I saw him sour and sour, I handed him the steamed bun and said:

"Here you go.

The man happily took my steamed bun and said, "Thank you, Dad!"

The man was only in his thirties, with a big flat head, and the hair didn't know who cut it for him, and the hair on the door of the head was cut unneatly, and the man's head was very big, and his eyes were like bull's eyes. This kind of person can see that he is born with an abnormal brain.

But his eyes were clear and translucent, and there was a kind of indescribable tranquility, although some of them were dull and even a little dull. But it makes people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

The man took me two or three bites and gave him steamed buns, and when he saw me staring at him, he said with a stupid grin:

"Dad, are you going to the sports car today?

I looked at him with some curiosity and said:

"Are you afraid of my sports car.

The man suddenly took my hand with tears in his eyes and said:

"Dad, don't run a car, as soon as you leave, my aunt will beat me, obviously not letting you run the car, obviously not letting you go.

He said as tears fell down like short beads.

Ma Lan heard the cry, hugged his shoulders, and stared at him with a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

In the morning in the dormitory, I saw how powerful Ma Lan was. I hurriedly put my arms around Mingming's head and said:

"Don't cry. Dad won't run cars in the future, and Dad won't go.

Clearly. Apparently unaware of the danger, he grabbed my arm like a child of a few years old, as if he were afraid that if he was not careful, I would leave him.

Ma Lan tightened his face and strode over, waving a strong and fat hand at the back of Ming Ming's head.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I grabbed Ma Lan's hand.

Ma Lan's hand hung in the air, looking at me in disbelief.

I stared at her and said, "He's pathetic enough, why bother to do it without saying a word?"

Ma Lan held her breath and tried to withdraw her hand, but it was clear that my strength was above her.

Ma Lan snorted and shouted outside the door: "Little Pony, Xiao Wang, the patient has rebelled."

Her voice was not tight, and it did not scare me, but she scared the whole patient of No. 100 who was eating and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and did not dare to raise his head.

After a while, Xiao Wang and the pony rushed over.

The pony at the front of the pack lifted the rope in his hand and put it around my neck.

I didn't even think about it, I instinctively kicked my leg up, and with a bang, the pony flew out and fell a dog eating.

As soon as Xiao Wang saw the pony fly out instantly, his face turned green, and he was about to press my hand just halfway out, when he saw me staring at him fiercely, he instantly took his hand back. Stop and run over to help the pony.

Ma Lan looked at me in shock, his voice was like a bullet jamming, and he couldn't let out a fart for a long time and said, "You,,,,,

I sneered and said in a cold tone:

"Lao Tzu has slaughtered people, they are afraid of wearing white coats, Lao Tzu is not afraid, Lao Tzu is schizophrenic, when his head is sober, he is a normal person, whether you are the king of heaven or the demon king of the world, as long as you dare to provoke me, I will fight you to the death. You remember to Lao Tzu, if you dare to bully Ming Ming from now on, Lao Tzu will definitely have fun with you, do you believe it?

Ma Lan looked at me with a frightened expression, her expression was like constipation, and at that moment she seemed to know that she had encountered a hard stubble.

I let go of Ma Lan's arm.

Ma Lan rubbed his wrist and walked around me to the pony.

I pulled Ming Ming out of the cafeteria.

The White Ten patient watched in amazement as we returned to the dormitory.

The distance from the cafeteria to the dormitory is only twenty or thirty meters.

Mingming, who had been holding my hand, had just sat down on the bed when I saw a large wet patch on Mingming's pants.

I smiled and rubbed Mingming's head and said:

"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here from now on, they won't dare to beat you.

Then I pulled Ming Ming out of the dormitory, and in the utility room next to the door, I found a clean hospital gown from inside for Ming Ming to change into.

When I saw that there was a bucket of freshly soaked instant noodles on the table, I casually brought him over, handed it to Ming Ming, and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

Obviously, he smelled the smell of meat from the instant noodles and nodded desperately.

He took the bubble and began to gobble it up.

Ma Lan stared at me and didn't even dare to let out a fart, she obviously had an inexplicable fear of me.

Ming Ming and I had just returned to the dormitory, and Ming Ming had eaten the bucket of instant noodles without even a drop of water, looking at the box that was cleaner than my face, my heart was sour.

They are all TMD people, and some people are constantly delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and they are also idle to pick fat and thin, which is not delicious, that is not delicious. And what about some people! Even having a convenient meal is a luxury for him, and perhaps Mingming's expression made me start thinking about my human conscience again.

About an hour later, five or six doctors walked in, led by the same Director Dai who had blackmailed me from last night, with a syringe in his hand.

Ma Lan behind her pointed at me angrily and said, "That's it, kid."

Director Dai glanced at the dormitory and said:

"Didn't you kid just enter last night? This early morning with a break in my eyes, I was given the whole thing, do you know what this place is?

Obviously, when he saw the needle in Director Dai's hand, he cried out in fright, the voice was a screaming cry, and the scream was simply not human:

"I don't want injections, I must be honest and obedient.

Needless to say, I know that Director Dai may often use this thing on the patients here, and from the obvious eyes, I seem to see that it is a fear that goes deep into the bone marrow, a fear from the bottom of the heart, and a fear in the bones.

I hugged Ming Ming, as if in a coaxing tone for a child, and said: "Cover your head with a quilt, don't worry that they won't give you injections, don't be afraid, Dad and you play hide and seek, okay?"

Maybe I knew that I was coaxing him, his eyes were full of fear and looked at me, but his obedientness touched me a little, he carefully lay on the bed, holding his head into the bed, his buttocks were like arched bridges, and his legs trembled.

I glanced at everyone, and the two doctors next to Director Dai were holding a book of texts in their hands, one of them was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he seemed to be recording something in the book.

I think if my guess is correct, this person must be a more professional psychologist. These people must be psychiatrists at the hospital.

Because Ma Lan, and Xiao Wang, Xiao Ma didn't look like real doctors at all, they should be nurses in this hospital, maybe miscellaneous personnel.

Apparently this dormitory has just entered, and these four or five people are the real so-called doctors.

Thinking of this, I suddenly stood up, Ma Lan had seen the skills, and she took a few steps back in fright. Accidentally crashes into the pony behind him.

Because the pony was kicked by me, the left side of his face hit the ground, and the more than an hour of work had been swollen and high, and he knocked on Ma Lan's arm coldly, and he let out a sigh of pain.

The doctors looked at each other and smiled, perhaps to save face for Director Dai, so they didn't laugh out loud. Director Dai glared at the pony a little angrily and said:

"You three get out.

As soon as Director Dai's words fell, Ma Lan, Xiao Ma, and Xiao Wang walked out of the bedroom embarrassedly.

The bespectacled doctor, who was looking at the book, walked up to me and said, "What's your name?"

I learned the eyes of a dog's head, and said with a crooked mouth, "My name is King Jizo." (To be continued)