On the mainland, Six Nations are the six most terrifying behemoths.
There are all kinds of abnormalities and Strange Incident emerging in endlessly, and there is no shortage of them for mentally ill patients.
A few hours after Old Zhong died, his belongings were directly treated as medical waste and cleared away.
In the end, the only real relic left was Old Zhong's fingernails in Zhou Zhi's hands.
As for whether to send it back or not, Zhou Zhi doesn't care.
If you really go to Peaceful Path and do it conveniently, it won't be a big problem.
Immediately afterwards, new patients also arrived in Old Zhong's ward.
That patient was different from Old Zhong. He had been silent and never opened his mouth no matter how Evil Eater tried to strike up a conversation.
"Hey, here comes a silent one."
Evil Eater sighed, "Old Zhong has lost a lot of fun after his death."
Speaking of this, Evil Eater seemed a little apprehensive.
"But what that guy said is right. The patients in the ordinary ward are just consumables. The real treasures are the patients in the critical ward."
"I don't know what those guys taste like... just kidding."
Zhou Zhi still meticulously completes what the patient should do every day.
It seems that because of the new arrival, all kinds of troublesome things have not happened to Zhou Zhi.
As a few days passed, Zhou Zhi also learned more about the intensive care unit, or to be precise, the entire structure of Heavenly Chief Hospital.
The entire ward in Heavenly Chief Hospital is all under the ground.
The ones on the ground are used to house ordinary patients, while the ones below the ground are for abnormal people like Evil Eater.
The more Deep Layer, the stronger the patients inside and the higher the degree of disease.
The [Intensive Care Unit] is for patients who are seriously ill under Lead Surgeon.
As for [Lead Surgeon].
Zhou Zhi is probably already clear.
In the center of the entire critical care park, there is the door leading to the fourth floor, which is Deep Layer.
Mental patients of [Lead Surgeon] level are almost all completely contained in a specific way and cannot be seen at all on weekdays.
"You're adapting well..."
"I'm just starving to death."
Evil Eater sees the regular life routine of Zhou Zhi.
The thin woman seems to be suppressing her natural urge to chew at all times.
It should be said...Zhou Zhi discovered it a few days ago.
Evil Eater is waiting for something.
"Ward Parade, it's about to begin."
"At that time, we will have free time to move."
Evil Eater swallowed. "This is exclusive to our general ward, [spiritual catharsis]."
"Through the spiritual catharsis here, maybe we can all go further, and it is still unknown whether we will even become seriously ill."
The woman spoke in Zhou Zhi's ear, seeming to be imagining a beautiful vision.
Zhou Zhi is still silent.
After staying here for a long time, Zhou Zhi's spirit has been infected to some extent.
Although it is not directly mentioned in the message, Zhou Zhi can confirm that his mood has strengthened and his spirit has become more determined.
Until this morning.
Zhou Zhi In the wards opposite, a few people have changed, but they are not new people, but a few old people.
They are more eloquent than Evil Eater.
Opposite Zhou Zhi is a man suffering from mysophobia.
This man was wiping his skin all the time, cursing, and often chatting with Evil Eater—these two people talked the most in the entire area.
People around me nicknamed the [Gemophobia] patient [White Tongue].
"Hey... this is the third time this month."
White Tongue wiped his skin frantically while speaking, "[Mistress] has been really out of control since she entered the critical condition."
"I don't know when those jailers will be able to deal with her."
"If they kill all of us, what benefits will they get?"
[Mistress] from the third ward was sent to the intensive care unit not long ago.
The privilege of catharsis in critical illness allowed this patient to vent her dissatisfaction.
In just ten days, three patients in the general ward suffered from her vicious hands, including the previous one Old Zhong, without even their flesh and blood left.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me..."
White Tongue wiped his skin, which seemed to never be clean, and prayed.
The same is true for the other patients on both sides.
At present, being selected is almost equivalent to death, and such terrifying severe patients have not appeared for a long time.
"It's like cultivating cells. The people above want to see how mental illness takes shape, so they encourage this situation."
Zhou Zhi was thinking calmly.
"Hey, hey, don't be so nervous. Smile, smile."
The woman Evil Eater who was leaning against the wall and poaching was smiling. At first, she was extremely afraid of being selected.
But after a few times, Iron Mask Plague Exterminator spoke clearly.
"Patient No. 1022, only male."
Hearing these words, Evil Eater was completely relieved.
"There are so many patients, how could you be chosen?"
"Don't worry."
Evil Eater said indifferently.
White Tongue was about to speak when his body trembled.
Because.
Iron Mask Plague Exterminator has arrived.
At this time, there is only one possibility for arrival.
"Choose... one of us... selected?"
White Tongue gritted his teeth.
"Hmm."
Iron Mask nodded. "It has been chosen."
There were various expressions on everyone's faces.
The silent man in the corner huddled in the corner silently.
Other patients also have different expressions.
"Patient number...9527."
As the number was announced, the mental patients let out a long sigh of relief.
Not... not myself...
It's really great.
I feel that the disease symptoms in my body have reduced a bit.
It's really great to be alive.
"Hey, this number is..."
Evil Eater was stunned.
White Tongue looked at the ward opposite him.
"It's me."
Zhou Zhi spoke slowly.
"Let's go."
Iron mask Plague Exterminator took another look at Zhou Zhi and checked the information. "You are calm. Some patients are stimulated and may worsen their illness."
Zhou Zhi shook his head slightly. "It's not a big deal."
Evil Eater sighed, "Brother, I didn't expect you to live shorter than me."
"I'm so sorry for Old Zhong. How about you leave a piece of meat for me now and I'll help you preserve the relic. Old Zhong's before can also be together, and we can be considered as one. Oh, no joke this time, I'm quite greedy."
Evil Eater wiped his saliva and was about to say something else when his mouthparts were immediately fixed.
White Tongue doesn't have much idea. Zhou Zhi usually talks more than the autistic man who always sits in the corner.
Anyway, it's not me, just It Doesn't Matter.
"Let's go."
Zhou Zhi said.
Open the ward door.
The boy was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown and was taken to the Depths by Plague Exterminator.
in the monitor.
"Patient number-1022, [Sexual Sadism], can influence others through their minds and actively become the target of abuse. The disease seems to be modified directly from the brain."
"Maybe you can get special [brainwashing] [control], etc. Plague Extermination Art."
On the other side, someone asked, "If she continues to vent like this, she will easily lose control."
"Our research on sexual sadism is still at the surface level, just in case..."
On the other side, a woman Plague Exterminator who was watching the surveillance said lightly, "Even if it's out of control, just send it to that person to complete [frontal lobotomy]."
There is one missing chapter on Friday and one missing chapter on Sunday. The two chapters will be filled in around 12 o'clock tomorrow.