Ancient God Library

Chapter 6 Patient Exchange Meeting

The scenery of Seagull Sanatorium has always been good.

There are three main buildings and hundreds of wards.

In the middle of the three main buildings is a large garden, where patients often relax.

There are several nurses on standby in the garden to prevent patients from making dangerous moves.

Romon glanced over.

It was found that in the garden, most of the patients looked very dazed and didn't look very smart.

Beside Julie explained: "Many of these patients suffer from restlessness, paranoia, violent tendencies and self-harm tendencies, so they will be given some sedative drugs, which is also for their own good. Our destination is not here, communication It will be in the lounge of the third ward."

The more contact.

The more Luo Meng felt, the nursing home seemed to be a different kind of prison.

I was found not guilty, and I still have to recuperate here to make sure there are no problems.

Walk through the arched corridor entwined with green ivy vines, and come to the gate of the third sick building.

Each ward has a gear door that can be completely closed.Julie shook the pull rod next to her, and there was a clicking sound, the gear drove the connecting rod to move, and the door was slowly pushed open.

"Come on, Monsieur Romon.

Interacting with other patients will help us analyze your mental state and judge more accurately whether you are eligible for discharge. "

Julie opens activity room 102.

Inside sat seven patients wearing white hospital gowns with different expressions.

Their chairs formed a circle, and there were two empty seats.

As the eighth person, Romon sat down.

Snapped.

At this moment.

The closed door suddenly opened again, and a young woman walked in.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes swept across the crowd coldly, with a heroic demeanor.

Shu brocade gowns are self-cut, and the peach blossoms will invite long tassels immediately!

No reason.

Romon remembered these two poems.

My sister is so sassy.

The woman silently walked to the ninth seat and sat down. Since then, all the members participating in the patient exchange meeting have arrived.

Boom, boom!

at this time.

The ceiling of the room suddenly shook.

There was a crisp sound of machine pins, and as the gears turned, a circular platform slowly hung down from the ceiling. There were cables connecting the left, right, front and back of the platform to ensure stability.

Dr. Herman Carter stood on the platform.

Wearing that white coat, some gray hair is combed into a big back, and it should be glued, it looks shiny and shiny, and it is extremely coquettish.

"Everyone."

"Welcome to the patient mutual aid exchange meeting.

You are all now recovering to a certain extent and have the intention to leave the hospital.

The exchange meeting can make you more aware of your illness, and it can also let me understand your illness better.

After the exchange meeting, I can judge whether you have the conditions to be discharged from the hospital.

Let's start with Miss Adley. "

The dean kept a benevolent smile.

But Romon always felt that there was something wrong with this guy, because every time the boss asked him to work overtime or rush work, his smile was almost the same as his.

Miss Adley must have looked about seventeen or eighteen.

Sitting in the No. [-] seat, the behavior and sitting posture are very elegant, and a good education can be seen at a glance.

The consumption of Seagull Sanatorium is not cheap.

The patients who can enter here for treatment do not lack money at home.

Romon was an accident.

He is currently in a state of overdraft consumption, which is equivalent to borrowing money and paying white bills. I don't know if Square Face will let him pay it back in the future.

I don't have any.

It's not that I really want to recuperate in a mental hospital... Buying and selling by force is simply a scam.

"Guys, my name is Adley, I'm 20 years old.

Symptom is over-possessive control disorder.

Growing up, I have a strong desire to possess and control my own things.

When I was 12 years old, I beat my younger brother with a wooden stick for taking my doll.

That was the first time I got sick.

Since then, my condition has become more and more serious. Many psychologists have been invited at home, but none of them have worked.

I did not defeat the disease, but the disease defeated my psychiatrist.

At last.

I was sent to Seagull Nursing Home by my parents.

The environment here is very good, and the most important thing is that Dr. Herman's medical skills are excellent. Now I have completely overcome my illness.

This is the candy I made in the kitchen just now, please try it. "

With a bright smile on Aideli's face, she grabbed a handful of candies from her pocket and shared them with everyone present.

She didn't feel any abnormality during this process.

just.

No one else was interested in the candy in Adley's hands.

Seeing this situation, in order not to make the scene too embarrassing, Luo Meng accepted a candy she handed out of politeness.

"Thank you, sir."

Adrienne is very polite.

Romon smiled back: "You're welcome."

Seeing this scene, Herman Carter nodded in relief, even took off his glasses, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Adley, you finally defeated yourself! Yes, I can discharge you from the hospital tomorrow."

Discharged.

So simple?
When Romon saw this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

What follows is the introduction of each patient's condition, plus his own miserable experience and control process, and finally attaches the ending of thanking Dr. Herman for his treatment.

On the surface, everything looks normal.

Finally it was Romon's turn.

but.

I am not sick at all.

"My name is Romon, I'm 22 years old, and I'm a student..." Romon was organizing words in his mind, but was interrupted by a nurse who pushed the door in.

Herman Carter frowned, about to blame.

The nurse spoke first, "Dr. Herman, two more patients committed suicide!"

moment.

The smile on Herman Carter's face disappeared, and he walked out of the room with a serious face, leaving only the nine people in the room looking at each other.

The attending physician leaves.

Naturally, their exchange meeting couldn't go on.

Just at this time.

Romon suddenly felt a hand touching him.

Turning his head to look, the heroic female patient who came in last was looking at her seriously, and stuffed a note into her hand.

what the hell.

Romon was about to ask her, only to find that her eyes had shifted elsewhere.

"The exchange meeting is over now, everyone go back to their respective wards. Dr. Herman will give serious consideration to your discharge request."

Several nurses came in and took everyone away.

The exchange meeting seemed to end in an anticlimactic manner, and the "two more patients committed suicide" mentioned by the nurse just now caught Romon's attention.

It seems that in nursing homes, patients commit suicide very frequently?
What an oddity.

……

Back to the ward.

After confirming that Julie had gone far away, Romon opened the note in his hand.

There are words written in ink on it:

Discharge is death!

This nursing home is a prison on another level.

All patients are "suicide"!

Don't you feel something is wrong?

If you believe me, you want to leave alive, and you want to know the secrets of the nursing home, come to the second floor of the third ward at night.

(End of this chapter)