The host is messing with moths every day

Chapter 302 My Years in the Mental Hospital 9
Wei Canyi was called back by his old man on the phone, and after being scolded for a long time, he realized that the old man's purpose was to inquire about his friend's intentions.

However, it is also understandable that it is really strange that a smart person who always judges the situation has stepped into the "prison" created by Xu Wenhuang.

But the result is destined to disappoint the old man, Wei Canyi doesn't know anything.

Seeing that his own mother was going to arrange a blind date for him, Wei Canyi rolled back to the mental hospital early the next morning.

Unexpectedly, before he even stepped over the threshold, he ran into Xu Wenhuang's loyal lackey - Ding Zheng.

After all, he is the director of this hospital, even if Wei Canyi doesn't like him, he can't roll his eyes at him.

On the contrary, as long as he is still working here (avoiding marriage urges), he has to give the dean a smile!

Wei Canyi pulled out a happy smirk, "Dean Ding, are you done with your work?"

Ding Zheng has a standard Mediterranean hair, his forehead is exposed, and there are many grooves left by the years on his face.

He was wearing a dust suit but no mask, had a ruddy complexion and appeared to be in good spirits.

"Guy from the Wei family! Long time no see! He's grown up so much! He looks quite serious!"

Ding Zhengyan walked over with a smile, his big palm landed on Wei Canyi's head, and patted lightly.

Wei Canyi: "..."

What does it mean to look serious? !He was very serious, okay?
He even slapped him on the head, what the hell, don't get close to him!
Of course, you can't say it out loud.

Wei Canyi smiled brightly, "The dean was joking, we just met a month ago."

How did Xu Wenhuang choose lackeys?Is your brain a little hard to use?Just this memory and still be the dean?Is the threshold for the dean of a mental hospital so low?

Ding Zheng suddenly realized, "Oh oh" twice, and quickly changed his words.

He raised his hand and touched his head, "Look at my memory! As I get older, so do my forgetfulness!"

Wei Canyi: "..."

50 years old is called "old age"?You, a middle-aged man, say this, where do you put the face of the elderly?

"Okay, stop standing outside! Come on, come in with me!"

Dean Ding didn't know that he was being complained by Wei Canyi in various ways, so he hugged Wei Canyi's shoulders affectionately, and walked into the hospital with him shoulder to shoulder.

Wei Canyi instantly lost the autonomy to walk and was pushed into a mental hospital.

As soon as the two arrived at the stairs on the third floor, they felt something was wrong.

Looking at the doctor who came out of the monitoring room, several pairs of eyes met each other, and they saw bad news from each other's eyes.

Wei Canyi immediately went to see the ward where his friend was. After seeing a group of people blocking the door, his bad premonition was magnified.

He also didn't care about offending Ding Zheng, so he shook off his hand and strode towards the ward.

Ding Zheng didn't get angry after being brushed off, but instead looked cheerfully towards the ward.

After seeing Professor Ren and the others, his eyes stopped for a while, and his smile slowly disappeared.

Doctor No. [-], who was the first to walk out of the monitoring room, looked at the face of the dean, thinking that the dean was dissatisfied with the discipline of the third floor.

He carefully reported the whole incident.

"...Dean, everything was caused by Yan Qianxuan. She was allowed in by you, and we dare not deal with her lightly."

Even if there is no relative relationship, the money is still collected, so how can you just dispose of it!
Ding Zheng hissed, and nodded with a comprehended face.

"It makes sense! The collective identity of our mental hospital is too weak. We should unify our clothes and enhance our collective identity!"

Doctor No. [-]: "??"

Did the dean not hear what he said?What kind of irrelevant answer is this? !
Ding Zheng patted Doctor No. [-] on the shoulder.

"I'll leave the sick clothes to you! You have to work hard and try to make every patient wear new clothes! Don't let me down!"

Doctor No. [-] resisted the urge to hit someone, and took a deep breath.

"No, Dean, you haven't come back for a long time. Director Yang has already called some people to go to Yan Qianxuan's ward..."

Another time-consuming explanation, and deliberately described Qian Xian and He Tinghan's "boldness" in detail.

However, Ding Zheng's key points are always biased.

"Forget it! I'd better prepare the sick clothes myself!"

Seeing that the dean was about to turn around and leave, really planning to prepare some sick clothes, Doctor No. [-] hastily called him to stop.

"Dean! You haven't said how to deal with Yan Qianxuan yet!"

Ding Zheng stopped in his tracks, thought for a while and said,
"If Director Yang is injured, let him recuperate here first! Don't go back after get off work, and replace the doctor on duty at night, so that other doctors can relax!"

After speaking, the dean hurried downstairs.

Doctor No. [-] was full of confusion, completely unable to understand what the dean meant.

But just after Director Yang scolded them, the dean didn't let him go home in a blink of an eye, and even took their place on duty. He didn't have to intercede for Director Yang for such a self-interested deed!

It's not just Doctor No. [-] who thinks this way, except for the nurse, the other two doctors also think the same way.

On the other hand, Qian Xian already got a little understanding of the dean who has not shown up until now from the broadcast of Root [-].

Looking at the few people lying on the ground, Wei Canyi gasped, especially when he saw the electric baton, his eyes widened.

"Brother! Are you okay? Did this group of people attack you?"

Wei Canyi strode to He Tinghan's side, looked up and down with his eyes, feeling extremely nervous.

He blurted out "Brother", and Director Yang froze with pride on his face.

A person who can be called brother by the young master of the Wei family, even if it is not the eldest young master of the Wei family, is someone who cannot be messed with.

Qian Xian seemed to have never heard of that voice.

She sat on the hospital bed, resting her chin with one hand, and with the other small hand, she tapped the bound people in the void, as if she was talking to herself.

"There should be vacant rooms on the third floor, right? How about locking them up for two meals? These are prisoners of war! We can't let them escape!"

Square root two almost didn't realize what she was saying.

【...Host, the scene has been closed for more than half an hour, stop acting! 】

You are so addicted to dramas, why didn't you see you take more dramas when you were in the entertainment industry? !

Qian Xian frowned, and retorted,
[How can you not act? !We must be considerate and cooperate with Director Yang!He managed to bring in a few extras! 】

The little fairy is so kind!
Square root number two: [You are really... very suitable for the character set that the original owner wanted. 】

The original owner gave herself a symptom of schizophrenia, but she only pretended to be normal when facing Wei Canyi.

Fortunately, the host has directly implemented it in daily life!

Qian Xian accepted the compliment modestly, [Thank you for your recognition!Although it is useless! 】

Square root number two: […]

If there is no yin and yang, it will feel uncomfortable, right? !
Since there was only one thick rope, Director Yang and the people he brought were tied together.

Such a large group of people, unless there is a big shift in the universe, it is difficult to move.

He Tinghan glanced at Wei Canyi.

Wei Canyi received his gaze and jumped three feet away.

"Brother, my small body can't move them!"

Let alone him, even a strong man can't move these four or five people!
After the words fell, there was commotion at the door of the ward.

Professor Ren: "Ah—the enemy army has come in! Let's run with food!"

Professor Kong: "Calling in! Run! Run!"

Professor Wei: "I'm going to fight them! Damn ghost, eat my old grandson!"

Mr. Ji: "Our bombs are still there, we can counterattack!"

Professor Wu: "They have uncoordinated limbs, so they can't dance. We're sure to win!"

The three doctors were caught off guard and hit by pillows again, this time everyone was hit, which was fair.

them:"……"

Professors, how about your image? !

Also, why don't you talk about Wude? !How can you say that you hit someone when you hit someone? !

　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)