Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

This night was extremely long.

There was a small window in the room. I was half asleep and half awake. After suffering for a long time, I saw the dim light outside the window.

Always stay up until dawn.

I stood up from the bed, walked over and touched the door, but couldn't open it, it was locked behind me.

The windows were also narrow, and I couldn't run out. I sat on the bed again, turned on the lights in the room, and looked at the environment I was in.

It's like a studio apartment, with a small bathroom. I went to have a look, but it's very dilapidated, and I don't know if it can be used.Everything here is shabby, old-fashioned kind of rotten.

Probably because I'm not familiar with the capital, I don't know that such a dilapidated mental hospital exists in a metropolis like the capital.And the patient is not just me.

I frowned, thankful that I regained some strength, I searched for something suitable to hold in my hand in the room, and groped for a long time before I found a dusty broom in the corner.

More than half of the hair on the broom was missing, and I tried my best to get it off, and waved the wooden stick in my hand.

Although the stick is thin, it can be used for self-defense.

After doing this, I was already sweating profusely. I was sitting on the bed resting, and it didn't take long before I heard the sound of the door opening.

I turned my head and looked at the person who came in. It was a nurse wearing a mask, and she was still holding something in her hand. After putting the things on the ground, the nurse slipped out of the room. When I got up to open the door, the door was locked again. up.

I gasped, thinking of this unscrupulous hospital, it would be better to close it sooner.

Mental patients are not criminals, they actually use this method, the fat dean is not a good thing at first sight, when I go out, the first thing I do is bring it here.

I exhale, telling myself not to waste too much energy, it's good to eat something now, to replenish my energy.

It was only when I knelt down to pick it up that I saw the leftover food in the bowl. I even saw a few cigarette butts in the soup, which were bubbly and shiny. Obviously spittle.

The nausea made me almost vomit, and I covered my mouth and sat back on the bed, feeling more and more heavy.

I have nothing in my hand except the self-defense stick. The only thing I can do now is to pray for my grandpa to get off the plane quickly and find out that I am missing.

Or Jiang Jiang, Xu Lang...

As long as someone finds out that I'm missing, I can be saved.

Time passed by, and I didn't get up until there was movement outside the door, and hid the wooden stick behind me.

The door was pushed open, and two nurses came in, both with needles in their hands, walking towards me.

I looked at the two of them warily, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"This is for your treatment, cooperate with us."

The nurse's voice was immature, and she sounded young, so it's no wonder what she said was so stupid.

I couldn't help but rolled my eyes, and yelled, "You should give yourself an injection! Your conscience has been eaten by a dog, a good nurse is not a proper nurse, and you come here to harm people. Are you afraid that you will live a few more years! Doing this kind of outrageous thing Things, you are not afraid of dying!"

I was swearing, and I had already taken out the wooden stick when I was talking. These two little kids came here to do bad things, which made me angry.

The two of them ignored my words. They lowered their heads to get the needle and some unknown liquid. They looked at each other, and soon the taller girl came over and wanted to touch my arm.

I was totally aroused.

He directly took the wooden stick and drew it towards the girl's face.

"You don't understand human language! I can tell with any eye that I'm mentally ill! But you two are really crazy. Treating a normal person like this means you want to die in prison for the rest of your life!"

I spoke at a high decibel level, and I really frightened the two young men. The tall man had already retreated to the back, and the two of them whispered to each other before leaving the room. Before leaving, they did not forget to close the door.

I leaned against the wall, not daring to relax, that fat man will definitely come in person, if he really deals with me, I'm afraid I will be finished.

Outnumbered.

What's more, that fat man can hold three by himself.

The bad feeling made my back sweat, and I bit my lip to keep myself awake.

It didn't take long for me to hear swearing, and the door was kicked open with a bang, kicking up dust on the floor.

I choked and coughed a few times, watching the fat man walk towards me directly.

"Don't want to get an injection? Then how about you, you'd better be obedient and avoid suffering."

The fat man stood in front of him and held my arm while talking. I looked up at him, his face was greasy, and there was a circle of unknown objects on the far side.

It made me nauseous like I ate pig food.

"Miss Bai, be more obedient. It will be good for you. I have the final say on whether you live or die." The fat man smiled, and touched my face with his other hand.

I was so disgusted that I vomited directly in the fat man's face.

"Go away, fat pig!" I was so disgusted that I kicked it while speaking.

I really admire myself. At this time, I don't even have a trace of fear.

After the fat man scolded me, he slapped me in the face, and I didn't show weakness. I took the stick in my hand and stuffed it into the fat man's mouth while he was scolding me.

"Damn bitch!" The fat man pinched my neck with his hands, cursing indistinctly. I blushed, and with all my strength, I moved my hand up and down in his mouth.

It became more and more difficult for me to breathe, and I felt that my whole head was congested with blood. If this continued, I would have to suffocate. The strong desire to survive made me lower my head and bite on the fat man's arm, and I threw the stick in my hand aside. Sound, a slap on my head.

I was slapped aside just like that, hitting the back of my head on the ground.

I coughed dryly, breathed heavily, and sucked in oxygen desperately.

"Dean, Dean, are you okay?"

"What the hell are you two doing standing up! Give me an injection! Increase the dose!" The fat man covered his mouth with red eyes and stared at me viciously.

I sneered, knowing that the feeling of the wooden stick stirring my throat just now was uncomfortable.

"Smelly bitch, wait for me." The fat man didn't bother to teach me here, and he left the room after he finished speaking. The two nurses walked towards me, one grabbed my arm, and the other stuck the needle into my arm.

Don't touch me I couldn't say the three words.

I seemed to have exhausted all my strength and could only maintain one position. The desperation spread, making me feel like I was in a long dark night from which I could not escape.

I don't even remember how many shots I took.

There is only one thought in my mind.

I'm useless.

The medicine will bring me huge side effects, either death or disability.

The door was closed again, and my strength and consciousness began to slowly disappear.

I miss my family so much, Jiang Jiang, Xu Lang, grandpa, uncle, Nuobao and Qingqing.

I miss Zhuo Yan.

So many drugs gnawed at me like bugs, I curled up in pain, with difficulty, my eyes were dull, and my facial features were so stiff that I lost expression.

I can't remember it, I just know it's painful.

Am I, dying.

Never see them again, right?