Demon recovery: I started killing demons from a mental hospital

Chapter 50 Is He Also Mentally Ill?
Qi Dazhu frowned, and slowly said: "Ma group, I think the whole matter should be sorted out and reported as soon as possible. If there is really a chilong lord, I'm afraid we still don't have enough people to see it."

Wu Di also nodded and said: "That's right! Thanks to Brother Fan this time, if it weren't for him, we would have been eaten by that dragon monster!"

Ma Tiandian nodded, glanced at the yard, and was stunned.

"Where's Zhang Fan?"

"Huh? Just now, I was counting ants in the yard with my little one."

"The horse team is not good!" A town demon master ran in to report at this time: "Zhang Heng is gone! Someone saw him with Master Zhang not long ago, and now everyone is gone!"

Ma Tian's face was covered with black lines, and he helped his forehead and said, "What's the trouble at this moment, go to a few people to find it, and the others should hurry up and get down to business!"

"Yes!"

Daqingshan Mental Hospital.

"Open the door!"

The old gatekeeper saw Zhang Fan from the surveillance camera, his expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly notified Tian Hong.

"Zhang Fan? Didn't you treat people at the foot of the mountain? Why are you back again?"

After Tian Hong rushed over, he was a little confused.

Could it be that the old boy Qi Huichun sent Zhang Fan back in retaliation for not helping him?

Later, he also saw Zhang Heng who was following Zhang Fan: "Zhang Heng, what's going on with you?"

Zhang Heng hurriedly grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and hid behind him, looking at Tian Hong vigilantly.

"I'll go!" Tian Hong was even more confused: "Zhang Heng, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like a child."

But Zhang Fan replied with a displeased face: "Principal, don't you know how to treat mental illness, treat him quickly, he still owes me thousands of chicken legs!"

"Why does he owe you so much!?" Tian Hong opened his mouth wide, then realized that the point of the matter was not here, and hurriedly looked at Zhang Heng again.

"What are you talking about? He's also mentally ill?"

Several nurses nodded in agreement: "Principal, I think Zhang Heng's condition is worse than Zhang Fan's!"

Zhang Fan waved his hands impatiently: "Don't be nagging, and heal him quickly!"

Then he left angrily, planning to go to the cafeteria to find something to eat to make up for it.

Tian Hong looked at Zhang Heng who was standing there in a daze, and goosebumps appeared for no reason: "How can I cure mental illness? If I could cure mental illness, I would have sent you all away long ago, saving me from headaches every day."

He muttered, took out his mobile phone and called Ma Tian.

"Horse team, what's going on here? Why did Zhang Fan bring Zhang Heng to me for treatment, and also said that he also suffered from mental illness?"

Ma Tian on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief: "Dean Tian, ​​since Zhang Fan and the others are with you, I can rest assured! You can't control Zhang Heng's condition. His soul was taken away by a monster. Besides, we are very busy now. , I will not tell you more about the safety of the entire Qingshan Town! In short, they are begging you!"

After finishing speaking, Ma Tian hung up the phone with a snap.

Tian Hong stared at the hacked phone in a daze for a while: "Leave it to me? I'm a public toilet here, come and go as you want!"

"What about the safety of the entire Qingshan Town, I still want the world to be peaceful!"

Tian Hong murmured for a long time, after all, he only dared to say these words when he was alone in his family.

Finally, he notified several nurses with a dark face: "Look at Zhang Heng first, find someone to measure him to see what kind of condition he belongs to!"

Here, Zhang Fan was squatting on a seat in the cafeteria, holding a big bowl of old godmother fried rice and eating, with a gloomy expression.

Xiao BuDian and Er GouZi sat on the side obediently, neither of them dared to touch Zhang Fan's misfortune at the moment, they both knew how heavy the loss would be to Zhang Fan if Zhang Heng became mentally ill!
"Damn monster! I lost more than 2000 chicken legs. Don't let me catch you. I will make you into chicken legs and eat them!"

Zhang Fan sat in the cafeteria for a long time, finished a big bowl of Laoganma fried rice, ate a few bananas, and finally ordered some meat buns.

Auntie Dafan did her best to satisfy Zhang Fan's demands. After all, the dean told them more than once that if the mental patients don't make trouble, they must first satisfy their stomachs!

"Flicking and fluttering~"

The Flying Pig flew over unsteadily, and it hadn't seen Zhang Fan for a long time, so it immediately kissed Zhang Fan with its beak.

"Don't make trouble!"

Zhang Fan slapped Flying Pig on the table, and Er Gouzi took the opportunity to look over with a pair of clever eyes.

"Are you the flying pig?"

"Ah? Since when did the owner raise a dog? It's still a husky. Don't you know that this thing is the most unreliable thing?"

"Master! You are a dog, I am a wolf, a noble among wolves! Aww~"

Er Gouzi grabbed Fei Zhu's leg and dragged it under the table, while Fei Zhu tried his best to slap Er Gouzi's mouth with his wings.

bass!
Zhang Fan stood up abruptly, startling the two monsters, and hurriedly stopped to look over.

"No, I have to go and see Zhang Heng."

After saying that, Zhang Fan ran out of the cafeteria quickly, and Er Gouzi and other guys hurriedly followed.

In the clinic, doctor Lao Sun is preparing tools.

In front of him, Zhang Heng was tied up and sat on a stool, nervous and at a loss.

"Oh, poor guy. After all, he used to be a famous demon suppressor. How did he become like this?"

Tian Hong said helplessly: "Old Sun, don't leave the ink, just measure it casually, anyway, I will definitely send him back to the horse team."

"Row."

Lao Sun agreed, took out a small hammer and came to Zhang Heng.

"Let's test the knee jerk first to see if the nerve is damaged."

As he spoke, he picked up a small hammer and tapped lightly on Zhang Heng's knee.

no response.

Old Sun blinked, and knocked twice again from a different angle.

Still no response.

"It's over, the nerves are damaged, this is serious."

He stood up, ready to change to another item.

"boom!"

rumbling~
A wall of the clinic was knocked open, and Lao Sun got stuck in the crack of the wall, foaming at his mouth.

At this time, Zhang Heng reluctantly put away his legs, with an excited face and snot bubbles spurting out from his nose: "I told you to knock me, you bad guy!"

"I go!"

The corner of Tian Hong's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly asked someone to take the old sun down to check the situation, and the restroom was full of chaos.

At this moment, Zhang Fan arrived.

"Huh? Since when is there an extra door here?"

He squeezed in through the gap in the wall, looked at the situation in the bathroom, and blinked suspiciously.

"Has Zhang Heng's illness been cured?"

Tian Hong got angry in a hurry, and said angrily: "Cure the fart! There is no cure for this disease... Hurry up and send Lao Sun to the hospital!"

A group of people left in a hurry, leaving Zhang Fan in the clinic.

He and Zhang Heng met each other's eyes, and both of them had unique temperaments, so they couldn't help but resonate.

"Sigh." Zhang Fan sighed and stepped forward, untying Zhang Heng's rope: "You are also quite pitiful, return the chicken legs to me when you remember."

Zhang Heng was moved for no reason, he could feel Zhang Fan's sincerity, so he wiped his tears and said, "Brother, I have found you!"

"Big brother?"

Zhang Fan was touched by this title, and patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder: "Are you hungry?"

Zhang Heng nodded vigorously: "Hungry!"

(End of this chapter)