This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 249 If the door opens, don't go in
The female ghost doctor's expression changed in fright at his words, and she quickly waved her hands: "Don't talk nonsense! Be careful! Go back to your own consultation room!!"

He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, turned around and entered the elevator. He wanted to help the ghost for fun, so he didn't have to pull it down!
Just after returning to the fifth consultation room on Wednesday, he was startled by the sound of the nurse ghost opening the door.

She angrily led a little girl holding a doll into the room: "Doctor Zhou, please come back to the consultation room early next time at the end of your lunch break. You will greatly delay the patient's consultation time!"

Wednesday smiled and touched his chin, a bit interesting, is this bullying the newcomers?

He stood up from the swivel chair and walked over. He stretched out his hand and the nurse ghost's right hand was pulled off by him!
On Wednesday, she held her arm backhand, aimed her own palm at the face of the nurse ghost, and slapped it.

"Teaching an ignorant little nurse like you is not a violation of the regulations. I just heard about this. No matter whether I am a newcomer or not, I still have to treat doctors with the minimum appearance and respect. What do you think? ? Next time, I won't be so polite!"

The nurse ghost's face had been bruised several times by him, but she didn't dare to dodge or beg for mercy, she just stood there obediently, waiting for Wednesday to stop when she was tired.

He threw the female ghost's arm out of the door and looked at her coldly, as if waiting for her apology.

The nurse ghost who was beaten seemed to have suddenly opened up and bowed to Wednesday: "I'm sorry, Dr. Zhou, it's all my fault! I promise there will never be a next time!"

On Wednesday, he smoothed his sleeves, pretending to be unintentional, and said, "If you hadn't seen you become so thin, I would have killed you long ago!"

The nurse ghost was picking up her arm and putting it back on. When she heard him say the word thin, she suddenly looked at him with bright eyes: "I'm thin? Do you really think I'm thin? That's great!"

This ecstatic expression can only be seen on the faces of the lucky ones who won the jackpot, as if being thin is a great honor for them...

Now is not a good time to ask her, after all, there is still a patient here, Wednesday pointed to the chair in front of the desk and said to the little girl: "Sit down, what's wrong?"

The pale little girl was completely familiar with what had just happened. Holding a khaki doll in her hand, she sat on a chair and looked straight at Wednesday: "I don't want to get an injection, please. The doctor changed my medicine."

Wednesday looked at the girl sitting opposite him. She looked like she was seven or eight years old at most. She had messy brown hair, yellow eyes, and a slit in the pupil!At first glance, it looks like cat-like eyes, but if you look at them for a long time, you will feel very uncomfortable.

Her thinness was different from those of doctors and nurses, more like the emaciation caused by long-term malnutrition, and there was a row of very obvious needle holes on the arm supporting her head.

The little girl stared straight at Wednesday, and suddenly moved closer...

On Wednesday, she could clearly smell the musty and rotten smell on her body!

"Can the doctor change my medicine? I don't want to get any more injections."

While asking him, the little girl scratched her arm a few times with her hands, and large chunks of skin debris fell from between her fingers.

While shaking off the skin debris on her hands, she looked at Wednesday curiously: "Doctor, I'm like this every time I get an injection, it's very itchy and uncomfortable, please change my medicine, please?"

Wednesday took a look at the white, carrion-like muscle tissue under the skin of her arm, as if she knew the source of the musty smell on her body.

He leaned back in his chair and pretended to look up information on the computer, trying to keep as much distance from her as possible.

"You should be allergic to this medicine. I'll change it for you. What's your name?" The little girl still looked at him with that straight look and said softly, "I don't have a name. I don't have a name." The serial number is 009."

On Wednesday, he found her case in the computer system according to her number. At this time, he realized with bewilderment that the patients in the entire mental hospital had no names, only numbers.

And the number 009... obviously has been in this hospital for a long time.

"Patient number: 009, female, 375 years old, hallucinations.

Patient symptoms: In the early days of admission, he kept claiming that he was a living dead, refused to cooperate with treatment, and refused to be admitted to a single ward.

Treatment plan: regular injection of sleeping pills every week to control emotions, no obvious effect, often talking nonsense, and can only be quiet when watching TV in the lounge. "

I didn't expect Xiaoxiao... oh no, at such an advanced age, she became a fan of dramas?
On Wednesday, he looked curiously at the little girl in front of him who claimed to be the living dead, and asked softly, "Do you like watching TV very much? What drama are you chasing?"

The little girl still looked at him with a numb expression: "In the animal world... those prey that are killed are all beautiful, and those that kill other creatures at every turn are ugly."

I have to say that the three views are quite correct...

"Little sister... oh no, 009, the animal world is like that. It's normal for the weak to eat the strong, but I suggest you watch more cartoons in the future. The colors are richer, and it's good for your recovery..."

The little girl numbered 009 had an obvious change on her originally indifferent and numb face... She closed her eyes and sniffed at the place where Wednesday was sitting, and suddenly smiled: "Your smell is a little different, yes A smell I've never smelled before..."

The little girl stood up from the chair and was about to leave, but couldn't help but look back at him and said softly: "If that door opens, don't go in!"

On Wednesday, I followed her to the corridor. I was about to ask her a question, but found that the corridor was full of patients.

As if they were hypnotized, they stood neatly in a row, leaning against the wall of the corridor, with their eyes closed, and the medical records tightly clutched in their hands.

"What are they..." Wednesday stopped a female earth-guarding ghost pushing a cart and asked.

The nurse ghost looked familiar, and explained to Wednesday with a faint smile: "It's nothing, they just went to the top floor for a physical examination as usual."

Do you need to be hypnotized for a physical examination?

He tentatively asked, "Are there any patients of mine here? Do you want me to accompany them to the medical examination?"

The hand of the nurse female ghost pushing the cart immediately shook, and the bottles and cans on the cart were piled up in a mess. She looked at Wednesday in horror: "Don't talk nonsense, only doctors above the director level can go to the top floor... I Just pretend I didn't hear you, and I'm leaving."

(End of this chapter)