After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

Two days later, the mental hospital, August 8st.

The wind and rain were roaring outside the window, but the hospital corridor in the evening was quiet and suffocating, with only occasional coughs or sighs from patients, which added a sense of depression to the already empty hospital. The intern nurse touched the cold The arm screamed unlucky - Dr. Liao, who was supposed to be on the night shift with her today, suddenly fell ill after a nap and was sent to the city hospital, so now she is the only one left on this floor.

Sitting stiffly behind the service desk, she just wanted to pick up the thermos cup and take a sip of hot water, when the door next door was slammed open by the strong wind, hitting the wall with a loud noise, the intern nurse was startled, and slowed down. It was only when I came to my senses that I forgot to close the window of Dr. Liao's office.

She went over to close the window with a flashlight, and she walked out with a sigh of relief, but her steps stepped on a long shadow.

The nurse looked up slowly following the shadow, and saw Zhou Fushen standing not far away.

As if sensing the nervous gaze of the nurse, he nodded and smiled.

That smile reminded the nurse of the heroine's first love played by Zhou Fushen in a literary love movie that made her cry a lot. The beautiful scene in her mind diluted her timidity, and she immediately relaxed her nerves and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ?”

Zhou Fushen did not answer directly, but looked into the dimly lit office and said, "When will Dr. Liao come back?"

"This... I'm not sure either." The nurse tentatively asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhou Fu lowered his eyes deeply, the deep eye sockets immersed in the shadows made him look haggard, he shook his head and said, "No, I just wanted to go in and find something, because I couldn't find it anywhere, so I wonder if I accepted it two days ago When it comes to psychological counseling, it falls here."

His tone was low, obviously trying his best to restrain his emotional agitation, and the nurse couldn't help showing some regret. How could the high-spirited actor on the screen become like this?She felt sympathetic in her heart, and said softly when she opened her mouth again: "What is it?"

"Felt doll." Zhou Fushen gestured: "About this big, yellow..."

His description was rough and clumsy, but the nurse instantly understood it, and even had a hint of pity—isn't this the duck-shaped key chain?Zhou Fushen made a big fuss because he was looking for this thing twice, so now everyone in the hospital basically knows about this thing.

"Ooo, I see, it's quite important, you go in and look for it." The nurse stepped aside and said.

"Is it possible?" Zhou Fushen asked in a little surprise.

"Of course, it's not a forbidden place." The nurse waved her hand and instructed, "Just don't rummage around, because the source of infection hasn't been found yet, Dr. Liao's family members may come to have a look tomorrow."

"Okay...thank you." Zhou Fushen relaxed and smiled gratefully at her.

Seeing that pair of pure black eyes dyed with tenderness, the nurse's heart was beating wildly and throbbing, Zhou Fushen passed her by, and the moment he stepped into the threshold, all the expressions on his face disappeared without a trace.

As he walked forward, he put on plastic gloves under the cover of his movements, and went straight to the humidifier. He glanced at the door from the corner of his eye. The nurse was still covering her face, and quickly took out the piece of lemon that had already grown hyphae. Wrapped with the plastic gloves that he took off, he put them in his pocket.

"You found it so soon?" Seeing him walking out, the nurse asked in surprise.

"Well, it's under the table." Zhou Fushen raised his hand, and the gray felt chicken was shaking between his fingers.

……

August 8, mental hospital.

"You're a werewolf, in every sense of the word."

In the ward, Yin Zhao stared at the shocking bruises on his arm and clicked his tongue. Just now, he witnessed Zhou Fushen piercing the whole flesh with a sterilized pin, making sure to leave a bruise before pulling it out. Seven or eight times in the same way, the latter's arm was already covered with dense pinhole wounds.

"Even if you want to win sympathy, you don't need to do this, right?" Yin Zhao couldn't bear to look straight at him, grinning his teeth and said, "Based on your relationship with Dr. Zhang, even if you don't have to do this, he will soften his heart, besides, how many times have you been forcibly injected?" Back to the medicine, he will know as soon as he checks the medical records."

Zhou Fu sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed deeply, fiddling with the hemp rope wrapped around his wrist a few times. Even though the skin had already been rubbed to ooze blood spots, and there was a sharp tingling pain, he continued to repeat the turning movement, saying: " It's not for him to see."

Yin Zhao understood instantly, and then said with a complex expression, "Why bother?"

"I have to do this." Zhou Fushen said calmly: "No one would want their ex-husband who pestered you, imprisoned you, and killed someone in front of you to escape from the mental hospital, unless he is like a plucked It is as weak as a lion with fangs and loses threat, and even if you look at it, the situation is so pitiful that you can't bear to see it... Only in this way can you arouse compassion instead of a call to the police, so I must be miserable, desolate, and without dignity appear before him."

"...Because he may not love me anymore." Clenching the hemp rope tightly, Zhou Fu added in a deep throat, "So what I can use... is the common pity of all human beings."

Anyone can hear the sadness after these words, Yin Zhao was touched, took a deep breath, and said in an erratic voice: "So much effort...will it make him fall in love with you again?"

"I don't know." Zhou Fu said in a deep hoarse voice: "...Jiang Ran only fell in love with the character I played. I knew him for only two weeks, and I knew what kind of man he wanted—— Maverick, rebellious but always loyal and pure..."

He seemed to think that this kind of mate selection criteria was so naive and cute, he smiled lowly: "I know that's me, at least in order to capture Jiang Ran, I was willing to try to become such a man, so I racked my brains to prepare an ingenious show. Dating, and making him aware of the hard work; when the corner of his mouth is covered with jam, I look at him with blatant enthusiasm; I don't shy away from some of my base but harmless nature, deliberately making him laugh. That's it ... Before he was aware of anything, I had penetrated into his life pervasively..."

"Then just when I thought I had made up a perfect trap, I realized that I was the one who was really immersed in it." Zhou Fushen's smile was gradually mixed with bitterness: "While I conquered Jiang Ran, Jiang Ran was also silent. He transformed me in a breathless way, he made me enjoy being such a man.... At our wedding, when he read the vows to me, my blood boiled. There is no doubt that he completely captivated me. A slave|slave who changes his mood with every frown and smile, so I immediately knew it couldn't be."

There is no need to elaborate on the following story.

Yin Zhao was stunned by his confession, and was speechless for a while, before he said after a while: "...So now you know you should be a slave|slave, right?"

"Of course." Zhou Fushen concluded: "Because I have been domesticated, like a frog in warm water, and will only die in comfort in the end."

Yin Zhao was dumbfounded: "... If you say a few more words about frogs dying in comfort in front of him, he will definitely forgive you, really."

To be honest, Yin Zhao didn't even know how Zhou Fushen said such nasty words without changing his face.

"It doesn't work." Zhou Fushen threw away the blood-stained hemp rope, and said coldly, "Ran Ran is not so easy to fool, he is different from the stupid cheap stuff that can be seen everywhere on the street."

"........."

"Your usual dose is still low." Yin Zhao, who was shot at by his vicious words, complained, and then suddenly realized that Zhou Fushen didn't seem to have used any medicine for the past two days, so he wondered: "Eh? Doctor Zhang I was called back to work by the hospital yesterday, but why didn't I see him come to make rounds?"

"My son and daughter-in-law died tragically in an accident, and their bones are still fresh." Zhou Fushen showed no surprise: "If it were you, would you be in the mood to devote yourself to work?"

"Then he will continue fishing for three days and drying nets for two days." Yin Zhao frowned and said, "Your plan will be in vain."

Zhou Fushen said unhurriedly: "So we need an opportunity."

"What's the opportunity?"

"That's it."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fushen stood up and walked in front of him, put his palm on his shoulder, and when Yin Zhao was in a daze, suddenly grabbed his neck and pulled him down, at the same time bent his knees, and pushed him against his abdomen .

"Ah!" Yin Zhao suddenly fell to the ground in pain and shouted, "My mother..."

Accompanied by his wailing, Zhou Fushen went to the bedside and rang the bell expressionlessly. The nurse hurried over and opened the door when he heard the voice and said in a panic, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Before Zhou Fushen opened his mouth, Yin Zhao got up from the ground and said angrily, "He's sick, tie him up and give him a shock!!"

Nurse:"………"

"I think I'm in a bad state." Zhou Fushen put his palm on his forehead and said depressedly: "Can you take me to see a doctor?"

Comparing the two, Zhou Fushen looked like a normal person. The nurse hesitated for a while, and recalled that the patients who were originally in charge of Dr. Liao had been freed for the past two days, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Dr. Zhang, He is in charge of you now."

Immediately, he went out, went back after a while, and said to Zhou Fushen, "Come with me."

Following the nurse to the office, Zhou Fushen knocked on the door and walked in. He saw the old doctor who had met once in the police station. He seemed to be more haggard than before. It was obvious that the white-haired man sent the black-haired man The pain caused him to be tortured, his gray hair and dazed expression made him look even worse than a mental patient.

At this moment, when he heard the nurse say that the patient was coming, he put on his reading glasses in a hurry, with a deep and hoarse voice: "Sit down first..."

Zhou Fushen silently walked across to him and sat down. Old Doctor Zhang raised his head and was about to say something wearily, but as soon as his eyes touched his face, he said in surprise, "...it's you! How could you...? Would you? it's here……"

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