The doctor, a middle-aged man of fifty or sixty years old, not tall and a little thin, lifted his eyes and asked:

"Do you know what your parents' names are?

I scratched my armpit and said:

"I don't know.

The bespectacled doctor said:

"Do you know what this place is?

I thought for a moment and said, "Hospital!

The bespectacled doctor ∴≧, A◆nshub√A. continued to ask with a blank face:

"Do you know what your illness is?

I stared at him and said:

"I'm not sick.

The doctor with glasses took the trouble to ask:

"You're not sick, so what are you doing in the hospital?

I said, "The police sent me here, you think I want to go into this place, it stinks."

The doctor with glasses continues to ask:

"You're not sick, why did the police send you here?

I looked down and thought about it, looked up sharply, and said in a heavy, even cold, tone:

"Because I can see the shadows!

The doctor, apparently not expecting me to say this, tightened the muscles on his face, stared at me with bright eyes, and began to open the text and write on it.

His forehead was constricted, and the Sichuan character lines were deeply sunken into his skin, and after a short note, he raised his head and said:

"Tell me, where did you see the ghosts that looked like Zhang Shi?

I bowed my head and spat out a mouthful of saliva and said:

"That thing is right behind you.

As soon as I said this, the doctor with glasses, and the other doctors next to him, laughed in unison for a while.

Director Dai smiled in a cynical tone and said, "Hehe, then tell me, what the ghost looks like above." Is it a cloak, with long fangs in the mouth?

I can hear it. Director Dai was indirectly sarcastic about me.

I stared at Director Dai, then at the bespectacled doctor and said, "

The thing I saw. The woman in a white hospital gown, about 170 tall, curly short dyed red hair, a black mole under the right eye, the number of the hospital gown is: 3258.She is wearing a pair of old shoes with a printed background, and a pair of green jade bracelets on her hands.

As soon as I said this, the syringe in Director Dai's hand fell out of his hand with a snap, and his round eyes stared straight at me, and his face turned pale.

Director Dai's bizarre behavior. For a while, everyone turned their eyes to him.

The doctor who asked me turned his head to look at Director Dai, saw Director Dai's strange expression, and reminded him in a low voice: "Director Dai,,, Director Dai,,。 What happened to you?

Director Dai glared at me with an abnormal expression, and the doctor called him twice, but he didn't come back to his senses.

Everyone stared at Director Dai in shock.

A male doctor stabbed Director Dai in the arm with his hand, and Director Dai seemed to recover from a huge shock. blurted out with an abnormal expression:

"How did you see her?

I smiled and pointed to the doctor who asked me and said, "He's standing behind this doctor, and I can see it clearly."

Director Dai instinctively took a few steps back and carefully looked at the position I was talking about.

The doctor who asked me about it. Some stared at Master Dai uncomfortably, and his expression was a little angry.

The green tendons on Director Dai's forehead instantly bulged. He roared in an unusual voice:

"Impossible, how do you know about Man Guizhi.

Director Dai's words came out. Even the doctor who asked me was shocked.

The doctor hurriedly said, "Is he talking about Man Guizhi?"

Director Dai's eyes nodded with fear.

The doctor who asked me closed his eyes and pondered, "Isn't this Man Guizhi the same psychopath who knocked her husband to death and burned two of them alive?"

No, I don't remember that in 2001?

At that time, this Man Guizhi was sent by the criminal police team and died within a few days.

I remember that it was your master who filled out the death record, right? The cause of death appears to be myocardial infarction.

I remember the incident of Man Guizhi, when he was sick, he knocked out his husband's brain with a pickaxe, and stuffed his two-year-old child into an iron bucket and burned him alive.

The social repercussions were particularly bad, and the psychiatric evaluation was done by me and Master Wu, who had just retired a few years ago, and Man Guizhi was identified as a first-degree violent split personality, and died in less than two days after entering our hospital.

At that time, Dean Gao was afraid that this matter would have a bad impact on our hospital, so he suppressed the matter. Director Dai grimaced, and his facial muscles shook mechanically a few times and said:

"Director Wu, you remember correctly, the cause of Man Guizhi's death at that time was myocardial infarction, and he died in bedroom No. 4 at night, and the body was found by Ma Lan first at 7 o'clock in the morning.

Because there were some other patients living in dormitory No. 4 at the time, Ma Lan and I carried her to the current room, where the body was parked for a day.

I clearly remember that it rained very hard that night, and when the funeral home first started, I was reluctant to come.

I had no choice but to call Director Ma of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Director Ma called Director Liu of the funeral home, and the funeral home was the only one who came.

I remember that when Man Guizhi's body was secretly taken away, Ma Lan and I were at the scene, and there was no one else, how did this kid know that Man Guiying was wearing a hospital gown from our hospital at that time.

And that night, Man Guiying's body was cremated as soon as it arrived at the funeral home, how is this possible?

As soon as Master Dai's words fell, the doctor who asked me quickly closed the book, and rushed out of the bedroom with a pale face.

Then the doctors began to leave the room one after another, as if they were hiding from the plague.

Director Dai picked up the syringe on the ground and followed him out of the dormitory.

I knew that this dormitory was under 360-degree surveillance, so I walked to the position where the doctor who asked me sat and said as if talking to someone else:

"You can leave.

I gestured with my hands in mid-air, deliberately allowing the surveillance to record my strange behavior, and stood there for a few minutes, walked to my bed, and lay down as if nothing had happened.

When it was time to eat at noon, Xiao Wang stood at the door and called me to eat, and when I took Ming Ming out of the dormitory to eat in the cafeteria, Ma Lan. The pony looked weird when he saw me. Even the old man who was cooking looked at me as if he was hiding from a plague, as if I had an infectious disease. They're hiding from me.

In fact, I tacitly pretended to be nothing, and my heart blossomed, thinking, Lao Tzu just used a small circus to scare you people like this, and you really believe it.

I remember that when Director Dai came in, he said to Director Lin that their hospital specializes in treating all kinds of violent maniacs, and I just played a trick. I'm scared of you like this, and I'm drunk.

In fact, this little ploy is very simple, when I was in prison, I always thought about a problem, that is, the mentally ill can be exempted from criminal punishment if they violate the criminal law.

At the beginning, in order to save me, my master wanted me to take the risky step of mental evaluation, and he once asked some prisoners who had done this kind of evaluation to give me the opportunity to specialize in the law, although none of those people succeeded. But it made me understand a lot, the routine of spiritual evaluation. I'm summarizing their failures and using what I think to implement them.

It was in prison and I tried to go down that path, but the plans couldn't keep up. I was unexpectedly released from prison because of Cheng Fatzi's shocking revelation.

At that time, although this idea was not used, I never forgot it.

From the first day I worked at the funeral home. I began to pay attention to the funeral home's death records of all the bodies in Yangbei Third Hospital.

I have carefully looked through all the files of the funeral home on the remains of the three hospitals, and as long as it is the cremation records of the three hospitals in Yangbei, I will pay attention to them one by one.

Sometimes people are like that. Once I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, I took advantage of my unique working environment to collect information. In fact, it is also to leave a way back, after all, the scene of the execution chamber lingers in my heart like a brand.

I said I'm not scared, it's just that I'm hard-mouthed.

I didn't expect that what I had secretly recorded would be used so quickly, and if my guess was correct, there should be a consultation with a specialist, and if I passed this level, my mental history would be written into my file and become a fact.

Thinking of this, I stretched my waist a little easily, and I looked at the dry fried Chinese cabbage and white rice in the bowl, and suddenly had the desire to eat.

I just took a bite and spit it all out, and the cabbage didn't even have a bit of saltiness.

I was just about to get angry and scold the old man who was cooking, when I suddenly remembered what I had figured out last night, that is, I had to polish the water chestnut on my body and pinch my temper and character.

Isn't it just to enter the third courtyard this time, take this opportunity to exercise yourself, endure what others can't bear, and control your own feelings to learn to be like water.

Impulsiveness and blind self-confidence have made the price to pay too heavy, and if I continue to let my explosive personality develop like this, I will not stand still at all.

When I was eighteen years old, I hurt my family, and after I went to prison, I gave myself many reasons that I was ignorant and impulsive.

What did I learn during my years in prison?

I'm always used to giving myself a lot of reasons, but in the final analysis, it's not my unwillingness to admit defeat.

Isn't Chen Nina's death the inevitable result of my self-righteousness and blind self-confidence!

As soon as I thought of Chen Nina, a sad feeling rushed up from my heart like ripples in the water, and I shook my gums, swallowing half-cooked rice while crying, and fell into deep self-blame.

Ming Ming asked coldly: "Dad, why are you crying?"

Mingming's words instantly pulled me back to reality.

Whenever I call my father, there is something inexplicable in my heart that teases my fragile heart, because Chen Nina has my unborn child in her womb.

The poor boy didn't even open his eyes to the world, and left the world in a hurry. Obviously, every time I call my father, my heart will ache with soreness.

I smiled bitterly and wiped my tears and said:

"Dad, I miss your mother.

Obviously calm, his face suddenly became hideous and roared:

"Why do you think of that bad woman, why?

I was stunned for a moment, obviously as if I had been greatly stimulated, and became extremely irritable.

I looked at him in confusion, my eyes full of anger.

I cautiously induced Ming Ming to ask, "Why do you hate your mother so much?" No matter what method I use, whether it is to seduce or to ask, as long as I hear the word mother, I will go crazy. (To be continued......)