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"what?"

Everyone looked around.

The dean also looked over. These three people...well, I haven't seen them before!

The assistant quickly walked up to see what was going on.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head: "It seems that he is not an employee of our hospital."

"Is it possible that he is a patient?"

Dean asked with a frown.

The mentally ill people began to talk nonsense.

"I've seen it!! It fell from the sky last night and made a big hole in my room!" A patient raised his hand and said! !

"What are you talking about? It obviously came from the fifth-dimensional space. As for how it came here, I will draw it for you now."

As he said that, he took out his colored pens and started painting.

The patient on the side quickly grabbed the paintbrush: "Just talk nonsense, this is obviously from two-dimensional space. If you don't believe me, I will draw it for you!"

"You two must be mentally ill. You obviously crawled out of the morgue."

The mental patient next to him curled his lips and snorted coldly!

And this time.

The man in the suit coughed lightly.

This made the dean quickly bend down: "What do you want to say, leader!?"

The man in the suit said softly: "I guess, is it possible... they are not humans at all, but monsters!!!"

"???"

The dean and the assistant looked at each other...

This leader…

How about arresting and treating him? !

Forget it.

The two men wearing sunglasses next to the man in the suit nodded repeatedly.

Strongly agree! !

"Forehead……"

Among the noisy crowd, a person slowly raised his hand.

His slightly normal voice attracted everyone's attention.

Only then did people discover.

It’s the plainclothes bald guy just now.

I saw the plainclothes bald man pointing at the three fainting men: "Is there a possibility that I know them?"

"Ah."

The dean sneered: "Where did we know each other? The Palace of Hell or an alien planet?"

The dean waved his hand contemptuously.

What's the point of trusting someone with mental illness?

He looked at Jiang Chen and said, "You should just call the police. These three are not from our hospital."

"Oh." Jiang Chen nodded.

"Is it?!"

Master Hu suddenly looked serious.

His eyes were fixed on the bald man in plain clothes in the crowd, and he whispered to Jiang Chen beside him: "Little brother, I think that guy is not simple."

"Huh? What do you mean, you figured it out?" Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

The recent masters seem to be somewhat reliable.

"No." Master Hu waved his hand and said, "I've seen that bald guy on TV, the big leader of the health system in our province!!!"

"???"

Jiang Chen frowned.

I couldn't tell the situation for a while.

But Master Hu saw through it at a glance and said softly: "Little brother, I guess this bald leader came for an unannounced visit in plain clothes! Then his assistant was waiting for him below, but... he was knocked unconscious by the mentally ill people..."

talking.

Master Hu pointed at the three assistants who were fainted on the ground.

And the three mental patients who are currently being mistaken for leaders...

"Damn...that makes sense!"

Jiang Chen nodded repeatedly. When he came in, he felt that the spirits of the three leaders were not normal! !

——[…This wave of reasoning…perfect! ! ]

——[So, the dean thinks the leader is a mental illness, and the mentally ill person is a leader? ! ]

——[What's going on... I can only say that the position of dean should be coming to an end soon. ]

——[I said you can’t order takeout from the anchor. You see, that’s how it happened. ]

——[Although the anchor seems to have done nothing, he seems to have done something big...]

——[Then you who haven’t been here before don’t understand, I am mentally ill. I just saw my patient hit the bald leader with an iron basin, and our assistant to the dean also hit the bald leader! ! ]

——[So fierce? Then it’s over this time! ]

--[no! Wait a minute! ! What did you just say you were, mentally ill? ! ! ]

——[What’s wrong, mentally ill people can’t play with mobile phones? ]

--[Can! It makes sense! ]

——[…]

...

"Hey! Why don't you leave yet!"

The dean began to drive Jiang Chen away.

At the same time, he looked at the three "leaders" with a smile on his face, for fear of offending them.

"Dean..."

Jiang Chen sighed with emotion and pointed at the plainclothes bald man in the crowd of mentally ill people...

It's time to reveal the truth! !

"Ahhhh!! Dean!!"

suddenly! The assistant screamed.

He pulled the dean over, his voice was trembling, and he pointed at the plainclothes bald man. At this moment, he remembered: "He, him!!"

"..." The dean had a dark look on his face: "What's wrong with that bald donkey? If you have something to say, please tell me. Didn't you see that the leader is still standing there!"

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to turn around and smile at the "leaders".

Plainclothes Bald Donkey:...

I haven't been so speechless in so many years.

No matter how good-tempered I am, I am still a little angry now!

Snapped!

"Stand still, don't move!" The mental patient next to him gave the plainclothes bald donkey another blow!

Plain clothes bald donkey: ←_←

"Dean!" The assistant hurriedly handed over the phone and whispered: "That bald head is the leader from the province. And among those lying on the floor, one is the leader's secretary!!"

Dean:? ? ?

The dean's smile was stiff and his body remained unmoved.

No.

The news needs to be so exciting!

The assistant continued: "As for these three people in suits, I checked. Well, the mental patients in our hospital..."

The personnel information on the mobile phone came into view.

that moment.

It's like five thunders striking the top! !

"Hey hey hey."

The man in the suit scratched his head and smiled.

Once the clothes were taken off, there was a hospital gown underneath.

"Hey, hello, Dean!" the three mentally ill people greeted enthusiastically.

"Tsk."

At the door, Jiang Chen laughed out loud while watching the show.

Next to him, Master Hu took out his mobile phone to record the video, mainly recording the suffering of others for his own joy!

——[Hahaha, wonderful, really wonderful! ]

——[This assistant’s ability, hahaha, I only realized it later! ]

——[This wave is so messed up! ]

——[Let me ask, in this case, do our patients still have steamed buns to eat at noon? ]

——[You don’t know, but the dean probably has no appetite for food. ]

——[Sharp review! ]

...

When the dean heard the news, his face twisted.

Angrily, he pushed away the man in suit in front of him.

He took three steps at a time and rushed towards the bald man in plain clothes, bursting into tears: "Leader!! My dear leader!! Why didn't you say hello to me when you came!! Leader! My dear leader!!"

Call after call.

Calling him biological father probably doesn't lead to such a close relationship.

The assistant followed, dripping with sweat.

It's over this time. The dean doesn't know if something will happen this time. He will definitely have to get scolded by the dean and then pack up and leave!

"Alright, alright."

The bald leader rubbed his sore temples and pointed to the three people who were still sleeping at the door: "How are those three people doing?"

Jiang Chen heard this and said with a smile: "Don't worry, leader! Everything is fine. I just drank some sleeping pills and fell asleep."

"Oh, okay. Generally speaking, as a dean, you still need to know your patients."

The bald leader said calmly.

Out of the ranks of mentally ill patients.

The dean nodded repeatedly: "That's what the leader taught you! That...please, please give the leader a few words to the patients!"

While talking.

The dean quickly waved his hand, signaling for everyone to applaud!

At this time, the conflict must be diverted, and the leader must not dwell too much on the disastrous experience just now.

Applause thundered.

The bald leader also nodded slightly. As a leader, the main thing is to be calm.

boom! !

Suddenly, an iron basin hit the bald leader on the head again! !

"Damn it! You didn't clap when it was your turn? You don't want to eat steamed buns for lunch, do you?"