The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

The doctors and nurses were on standby, just like coaxing children, coaxing Lin Fan and old man Zhang who took the lead.

These two are regular customers of the mental hospital.

"We want this." Lin Fan shouted.

"It must be given." The old man Zhang held his head high, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was also one of the leaders.

Doctors and nurses huddled together.

They communicated in a low voice.

"What do they want?"

"I think that O-O is very likely to be two eggs and a piece of ham."

"What about the other 0?"

"I think that 0's body is much thinner than that of O's. It should be quail eggs."

"So that's what they want to eat."

Because they work in a mental hospital, the thinking of the doctors and nurses has been sublimated, and everything needs to be thought about food.

A veteran doctor bravely stood up, raised his hands to signal silence, then took a sip of the hot water in the thermos, moistened his throat and said, "We have seen and understood your needs."

"You can rest assured that these can satisfy you. Each person has two hard-boiled eggs, one ham sausage, and one quail egg."

The mental patients wandering with Lin Fan and the others cheered.

"There are eggs to eat."

"There are ham sausages to eat."

"There are also quail eggs, but what are quail eggs?"

"You are so stupid, quail eggs are eggs laid by quail."

"Oh I got it."

They followed Lin Fan and old man Zhang to protest for things.

What do you want?

They don't know and don't know what is needed.

Anyway, follow along.

It's a lot of fun.

Now they can get eggs, ham sausage and quail eggs, which makes them very happy.

"We don't want these." Lin Fan shouted.

"We want this." Old Zhang said, pointing to the content on the piece of paper.

The veteran doctor was very confused. Although the first words on the piece of paper were crooked, they were not difficult to understand, but the latter words were difficult to understand, he asked in a soft voice.

"What do you want?"

Lin Fan and old man Zhang pointed to the piece of paper and said, "We want this, this, this is it."

Doctors and nurses are about to collapse.

this?

So what exactly is this, can you explain clearly.

The veteran doctor has rich experience and is good at communicating with mental patients. He is confident that he can communicate with mental patients without barriers, and he can communicate unimpeded.

This is the experience gained from practicing medicine for twenty years.

Rich fruit.

It is not something that young people can learn, they need time to hone.

"Okay, I can satisfy you, but what exactly are you talking about?" asked the veteran doctor.

"This." Lin Fan and old man Zhang continued to point to the piece of paper and said.

"Then what is this specific thing?"

"This is it."

"Can you make it clearer?"

"This is it."

"Be more clear."

"This is it."

...

Gradually, the surrounding atmosphere became quiet, and the veteran doctor who was full of confidence gradually lost his smile. Was it because he was angry, but because he overestimated his ability to communicate smoothly with mental patients.

Looking at the thermos in his hand, he had the urge to smash his head in anger.

who I am?

where am I?

I'm in a mental hospital!

A young nurse comforted, "Uncle, it's not your fault."

Indeed, it's not someone's fault, but it's really hard to communicate. Obviously, it's fine to just say what it is, but it has to be so complicated.

"The dean is here."

Dean Hao's arrival undoubtedly did not give them a shot in the arm.

Here, Dean Hao is their belief. For them, there is no mental patient that Dean Hao cannot communicate with.

at this time.

The white-haired Dean Hao came with a very heavy heart. Seeing the eyes of the doctors and nurses, he slowly stood upright with a faint smile on his face.

Give them a power.

That power is called tranquility.

"Dean, Lin Fan and old man Zhang need something they wrote, but we don't know what they want. We asked many times, but they didn't say anything, just said this." A doctor said.

Dean Hao nodded, "Let me do it."

subsequently.

Dean Hao kept a certain distance from Lin Fan and the others. Don't look at them as if they were unarmed. Close contact is a hidden danger, and no one knows what will happen.

"What do you want?" Dean Hao asked.

"We want this." Lin Fan pointed to the old man Zhang and said.

Ordinary people will definitely collapse when they see this scene. If you can tell me what you want, just point to this piece of paper, three words, and two pictures.

We want O—O, 0.

Depend on.

Who can understand this shit.

If anyone can understand it, they will definitely not praise him for how smart he is, but silently clean up a special ward for him in the mental hospital, and invite him to sit here and have a good chat. If it is possible, I will give you a test, issue a small certificate, and leave a heavy sum on the honor column of your life.

Dean Hao glanced at it and said, "This is not acceptable."

"We want this." Lin Fan and old man Zhang said in unison. At this moment, they were connected with each other, and they wanted to be unified, and they wanted this.

Following behind them, the mental patients who didn't know what they wanted also shouted, "We want this."

Dean Hao is so tired.

My birthday on March 1st was a farce, and I didn't feel the fun of my birthday.

Think about age.

Think about where you work.

He wondered how many more birthdays he could have.

"Quiet, please be quiet, okay?"

Dean Hao regretted it a little. When he was faced with a career choice.

There are two kinds.

One is to be a warden.

The other is the director of a mental hospital.

He chose a mental hospital.

If you choose the warden, even if this happens, it’s easy to handle. Call the prison guards, pick up your dragon subduing sticks, and beat me up...

but now……

They are all vulnerable groups.

How can you beat me.

to be frank.

Dean Hao is afraid. You never know what the mental patients will do next. If you suppress them with force, they can turn into supermen, turn on the gas stove, smoke a cigarette calmly, and die with you.

You can also hold a knife, cut yourself first, see if the knife is sharp enough, and then cut you.

These things have happened in the history of psychiatry.

A real mental patient will definitely hurt himself before hurting others.

Because they also have a thirst for knowledge.

I want to know if it hurts or not.

Seeing the situation a little out of control.

Dean Hao takes a step back, the sea and the sky are bright

"Okay, I'll give it back to you."

"Xiao Li, go and get the things out for them." Dean Hao just wanted to spend his birthday on March 1st with peace of mind, go back to the office to eat a piece of cake, make a cup of wolfberry and red date tea, and listen to a little song , Where did the time go...

Dr. Li looked confused, "Dean, what are you taking?"

"Barbells, sandbags." Dean Hao was tired. There are so many people in a mental hospital, and he is the only one who can understand the meaning of mental patients. How tired he is.

Can anyone help him.

I, Dean Hao, thank you for the eighteen generations of your ancestors.