Because I had previously determined that Black Fork and his subordinates would eat human offal, and I had seen three powerful ghosts eating blood and brain in a hot pot restaurant, I instinctively felt that those plates should be filled with this kind of thing.

Thinking like this, my stomach, which had not yet completely calmed down, swelled again.

The three men were gone, and Qiangzi's attention was naturally attracted by the ward behind the woman. He's a centimeter or two taller than me, and it's not hard to see what's going on inside.

What's more, Qiangzi and I are standing left and right, and no matter which way this woman's body leans in, she will always show half of her body and be watched by us.

"Hey, what's the situation?" Qiangzi's eyes were immediately attracted by a few empty plates on the wooden table, but he obviously didn't think as much, and after a look of disgust flashed on his face, he patted his chest with his right hand through his backpack and said: "This girl's taste is also heavy, eating steak actually eats whole raw tsk, and it doesn't taste good." ”

Steak doesn't taste good? I didn't expect Hadron's first reaction to this.

But I couldn't bear to look at the thing on the table again, and my judgment was shaken.

In my concept, 90% of the time Chinese eat with chopsticks and spoons. Knives and forks are indeed used when eating Western food, and Western food, the most representative in China, may really be steak.

I've been to the steak myself a few times, and as a novice who doesn't often visit Western restaurants, I usually go with the crowd and choose medium-rare. As a person who only eats cooked food for meat, I can't see that there is blood on the plate, so there will be blood on the head of the steak a few times, and I still have some understanding.

This little bit of understanding is exactly what is working now.

In front of us, this woman still couldn't think of trying to block me and Qiangzi's view with her hands. I couldn't help but frown again, and at the same time, I finally noticed the hospital gown that this woman was wearing.

It seems that she should be Fang Jingxi's patient, and she is the kind of patient who is not lightly ill.

Hadron had taken his gaze away from the room and put it back on the woman. At this moment, the two of us looked at this woman who looked like she was desperate and didn't let people look at Fang Jingxi.

She wasn't tall, her shoulder-length hair was a little messy, and her half-length bangs covered half of her forehead. Her face is not big, but her face shape is biased towards Chinese characters, and her featureless facial features make such a face look extremely ordinary.

Fortunately, she has a distinct scar on the left side of her face, as if it had been scratched by a sharp object.

On her chest, there was a small plastic sign with a note with a few small words written on it.

"Song Lingling. I didn't think so politely I stared at her chest and whispered.

"Hey, Su Ran. Qiangzi touched me, and his voice was very low: "This woman is also mentally ill, do you think we can communicate with her?"

“”

Probably not, I thought about the scream that had attracted three patients of the same kind, and I shook my head unconsciously. However, our current situation of avoiding attracting the attention of others is really not suitable to ask the nurses who work here directly, and in the entire second-floor ward, the person who knows Fang Jingxi best may really be the one in front of us.

I pondered, turned my head and looked around again.

The nurse who had just called out the three patients seemed to be still in the room, and the only ones dangling in the corridor were the two easternmost men with their backs to us. I breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the strong son and took two steps back, before we came up with a suitable method, the two of us had better not stimulate this Song Lingling, who was like a calf cow.

The two of us retreated to the wall.

"Su Ran, did you find it?" Qiangzi leaned his back against the wall, looked at the entire corridor with his eyes and whispered to me, "Something is obviously wrong here." ”

"Hmm. I nodded, but thinking that Hadron had always been a little better at observation than I was, I hesitated for two seconds, but I didn't say anything, and decided to hear what was wrong with him.

"Have you ever been to a mental hospital?" he asked.

"Nope. I was a little surprised to hear that anyone would go to this place if nothing happened, "Have you been?"

"Neither did I. He shook his head, "But I've seen many times on TV that these mentally ill people are generally at risk, and they don't know when they will get sick, and no one can guarantee whether they will hurt others or harm themselves when they get sick." ”

"So"

I heard the key point of Hadron's demand, and at the same time, some movie images that I had seen also came to my mind one after another, a mental hospital, this kind of place seemed to be similar to the layout of a prison. Therefore, when compared with the psychiatric inpatient ward of the hospital in front of us, it is obviously simple to the point of frightening.

For the sake of the patients, and for the safety of the doctors and nurses, shouldn't the kind of patients who have the tendency to kill just now be isolated and treated?

Also, aren't they afraid that patients will run out of the hospital? This psychiatric inpatient ward is located on the second floor, and when we came by just now, there were at least two or three places where we could go to the first floor, including the elevator, and the gate on the first floor didn't even seem to have a gatekeeper.

Coming up with this kind of fully open psychiatric inpatient ward, the director of this hospital has a convulsion in his brain, right? Or is it the kind of convulsions that have been going on for a long time?

Without deliberate control, the change in the expression on my face should be obvious, and Qiangzi looked at my face with a solemn expression: "You also thought of it?"

"Hmm. ”

My throat was a little dry, and I just thought that if there was nothing wrong with the director's brain, then the water in the hospital would indeed be deeper. There was no psychiatric ward without any protective measures, there was no closed treatment ward, and even when the three people were about to come over to make trouble, there was not even a strong security guard on the entire second floor, and in the end, only a nurse called the three people back.

Either there is a problem with the hospital itself, or there is a problem with the medical staff here. I leaned against the wall and raised my hand to rub my head, this Renxin Hospital seemed to be much more complicated and weird than Qingze Hospital.

With these questions in mind, I took a deep breath and stimulated my spiritual senses with my spiritual power, and walked forward. At the door of the ward across the aisle, perhaps because of our retreat just now, she found some sense of security, the female patient named Song Lingling was somewhat stable, and her slightly thin body was no longer trembling.

"Song Lingling, right? ”

I put on what I thought was an extremely soft smile and stopped a meter in front of her. Judging from her reaction just now, it shouldn't be possible to get in to this ward door today, but it shouldn't be difficult to work hard and ask for a little useful information.

As a result, before I could say this, she swooped her arms over her chest, and her vigilance was even higher than before.

"What are you going to do?"

She seemed to be guarding against perverts and perverts at the moment, which made the smile on my face freeze suddenly. Why do you want to do this, I look very decent, okay?

However, what should be asked is still to be asked.

"Don't do anything. I began to laugh dryly, but my tone was still as gentle as possible, "I know Fang Jing'an, the person living in this ward behind you is his sister Fang Jingxi, I was in the field a few years ago, and after I came back, I heard that they were hospitalized, so I came to take a look." ”

Although I'm not sure how much Song Lingling knows about Fang Jingxi, I still tried to make up a lie and continued to work hard.

"Do you know Fang Jingxi?" Song Lingling looked at me and was obviously stunned.

Here's a chance!

I'm happy, but at this time, I must not be in a hurry. I tried to keep my expression the same and made eye contact with her.

In this way, I didn't move, and she didn't move, and the picture between us seemed to stand still for more than twenty seconds, until the muscles on my face were a little sore, Song Lingling hesitated to look back behind her, and the arms blocking her chest slowly lowered.

I quickly relaxed the muscles on my face, gave a thumbs up with my right hand behind me, and compared it to Hadron.

"Are you really here to see Fang Jingxi?"

Song Lingling's body blocking the door finally moved slightly, and the picture inside the door finally revealed a small part. At this moment, Fang Jingxi was already lying on the hospital bed, and the wooden table slightly higher than the bed made it impossible for me to tell whether she was sleeping or what she was doing. On the table, the empty plates lay quietly, and the small amount of blood in them had begun to clot.

This made me realize that something was wrong, it stands to reason that the time we spent standing outside was not too short, and when the three sick numbers came to find trouble, the voice of our words was really not small, even if Fang Jingxi's spirit was not normal, she should have some reaction, right?

What's more, I'm with Song Lingling now, if her ears weren't too bad, she should be able to hear ours just now. In addition, when we first met her, it was on the fifth floor, and she went to find Fang Jing'an at that time, which shows that she still cares about this brother, but I mentioned the name Fang Jing'an just now, how could she not react?

Could it be that her ears are not good?

Thinking about it, I smiled and replied to Song Lingling: "Yes, I came to see Fang Jing'an today, and it just so happened that Fang Jingxi was also here, so I stopped by to have a look." ”

This time, I particularly bit the three words of Fang Jingan, I only hope that Fang Jingxi can give some reaction after listening to it.

Therefore, most of my attention was on Fang Jingxi.

However, without waiting for Fang Jingxi to react, Song Lingling, who was blocking the door, took two steps back, and looked at me with an expression that suddenly became like a ghost.