Suspicious sweet little days

Coming out of Building No. 5, I went to the last and the strangest house suspiciously.

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one came to open it. Later, I learned from the neighbor that Mr. Yang Ping in Building 1 was hospitalized, and his wife is now taking care of him in the hospital.

Suspicious, he came to the hospital the neighbor mentioned. After checking, he found that Yang Ping was actually in the inpatient department of the psychiatric department.

When I came to the downstairs of the inpatient department, Suspicion saw a patient gown on the seat, picked it up and put it on Suspicion.

"What are you doing?" Suspect looked at him dissatisfied.

"Pretend, pretend!" Suspicious God coaxed Suspicious Ghost to say.

The two found Yang Ping's ward. Yang Ping's wife, Chen Shulan, was standing outside the ward, facing the window in the corridor, with a very bad expression on her face.She bit her lower lip tightly, with a sad expression on her face.

Suspicious God patted Suspicious Ghost on the back, then signaled him to go to the room to see Yang Ping with his eyes, while he himself walked to Chen Shulan's side, stood in front of the window, and sighed deeply.

Chen Shulan turned her head to look at him, perhaps because of her suspicious face, a gleam of brilliance flashed in her eyes, and then was replaced by worries again.

Suspiciously looked at Chen Shulan, then smiled amiably, and Chen Shulan nodded to him.

"Are you taking care of a patient?" Suspicious God spoke first.

"Ah? Ah...it's...my husband." Chen Shulan said with some embarrassment.

"It's hard work, isn't it?" Suspicion looked sympathetic.

"Ah...ah, it's okay." Chen Shulan seemed reluctant to bring up this topic.

"I can understand you." As he spoke, Suspicion looked back at Yang Ping's ward, where Suspicion wearing a hospital gown was sitting next to Yang Ping, talking without a word.

Chen Shulan followed his gaze, then looked suspiciously in surprise, "That's..."

"My brother." He smiled suspiciously, then pointed to his head with his finger, which meant that he had some mental problems.

"Ah." Chen Shulan breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was a little relaxed because she met someone with the same disease.

"What's wrong with your husband?" Suspicion made a gesture in front of his face with his hand, because Yang Ping's face was wrapped with a thick bandage at the moment.

"I don't know. I..." Speaking of this matter, Chen Shulan also had a painful expression on her face, "His nose, his nose is gone."

"The nose is gone?" Suspicious God pretended to be surprised.

"Yes! I was sleeping in the bedroom that day, and then I heard his screams! When I rushed to the bathroom, he was squatting on the ground covering his face and yelling! That day really scared me! Blood kept coming from his I asked him what's wrong, but he didn't answer, just kept yelling. I opened his hand, but saw... saw... his nose was gone! Between the eyes and mouth The place is bloody and bloody..." When she said this, Chen Shulan's whole body was trembling.

"Why is his nose missing?"

"I don't know! I called an ambulance and took him to the hospital. Then when I asked him, he couldn't understand anything and kept talking nonsense. The police thought he had a mental illness and said he was He cut off his nose with a knife in the middle of the night!" Chen Shulan began to sob in a low voice.

"What do you think?" asked suspiciously.

"I...I don't know...maybe...maybe not! But the police didn't find the knife! I don't understand! How did he do such a thing all of a sudden! How could he suddenly go crazy! I'm left Myself, what should I do?" Chen Shulan's shoulders trembled even more, "At first I wanted him to go home and recuperate, but he refused to go home even though he said he would die. I had no choice but to take him to the psychiatric department for examination. gone."

Suspiciously seeing her crying sadly, he patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. Who would have thought that Chen Shulan would throw herself into his arms, grabbing his clothes and crying.How could Yishen have the heart to push her away at this time, and felt that she really felt pitiful.The husband suddenly cut off his nose like crazy, how can a woman face all this alone.Finding a stranger willing to listen to her pain can sometimes relieve her tension more than anything else.

Suspect came to Yang Ping's ward while Suspicion was chatting with Chen Shulan.

Yang Ping just sat quietly, staring straight at the ground in a daze.

"Hmph!" Suspicious ghost deliberately made a sound, which attracted Yang Ping's attention.

Yang Ping looked at him with vigilant eyes, of course, if a person was hurt for no reason and inexplicably, any sudden appearance of a stranger would arouse vigilance.

Yang Ping watched the suspicious ghost for a long time, and found that he was wearing a psychiatric hospital gown, so he ignored him and continued to hang his head in a daze.

The suspicious ghost walked to Yang Ping's side and sat down, looked at it for a long time before opening his mouth.

"What's wrong with your face...?"

Yang Ping turned his head to look at Suspect, his eyes suddenly became fierce, as if he asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

"Don't you want to say it? Maybe I can help you if you say it." Suspect said.

"Hmph." Yang Ping snorted coldly, then pulled Suspicious Ghost's hospital gown, which means, you are mentally disturbed, and you are still talking nonsense to help me.

"Do you think I look like a mentally ill person?" Suspect looked outside, Sushen and Chen Shulan seemed to be chatting smoothly.

Yang Ping followed Suspect's gaze and looked outside, then looked at Suspect again.

"Are you not a patient?"

The suspicious ghost smiled but did not answer.

"Then who are you?" Yang Ping raised his vigilance again.

"I'm nobody. If you have something to say, you can say it, and if you don't want to say it."

Yang Ping looked at the ghost for a long time, and seemed to be weighing the necessity of telling the matter.

"Would you believe what I said? They all thought I was mentally ill!" Yang Ping thought for a while, if it was someone who had nothing to do with him, he wouldn't have worked so hard to find him, and then pretended to be a mental patient to talk to him .

"Ask me to believe it or not, you have to know what you want to say first." The suspicious ghost said with a smile.

Yang Ping lowered his head and fell into silence. Suspect thought he would say that he just needs a little time to sort out his thoughts.

"That day..." Yang Ping began to describe what happened to him that day.