Correct posture of masochism [system]

Usually Zhang Shi likes to keep his head down, but now Zhang Shi who is standing up straight is fully a head taller than him.

The height difference and the sense of oppression brought by the opponent's aura made Jiang Yu instinctively put on a posture ready to meet the enemy at any time.

He plucked his hair, warm.She raised her lips ambiguously, "Everyone is a man, I can understand."

Zhang Shi looked at Jiang Yu expressionlessly, with a scrutiny that made it impossible to hide.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and stared at it without giving in. This man's eyes were too dark and dangerous. He could only be a friend. If he was an opponent, he would not be sure to get out.

No wonder Zhang Weikun refused to let go even if the other party had a brain problem.

"I'm a big cock, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~"

The sound of getting closer and closer outside the door broke the stalemate in the room.

Zhang Shi lay back on the bed again, and the moment he closed his eyes, his eyes flicked across the man who lowered his head and straightened his clothes, with an inexplicable meaning.

Jiang Yu opened the cabinet door and put the books on the table in, as if nothing had happened.

An Yi hopped in with his slippers on, raised his head and shouted at Jiang Yu, "Oh~"

"Oh~" Jiang Yu turned his head.

An Yi threw herself in front of Zhang Shi's bed again, let out a melodious ooh, and walked away singing and dancing.

After An Yi left, Jiang Yu closed the door, his mind was running fast, he pondered for a few seconds before making a decision, walked to Zhang Shi's bedside and whispered, "Zhang Shi, I can help you."

He didn't get a response, he squinted his eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt. The sleepy man was looking at him with innocent eyes, "Dahei, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yu propped his forehead, going crazy again.

In the next half month, he never found out that Zhang Shi was normal again, but Jiang Yu was not worried about this mission. As long as he can avoid Zhang Weikun's people and escape from here, Zhang Shi will definitely get back his own. thing.

People here take medicine every morning, noon and evening, and the nurses check one by one to prevent patients from secretly hiding the medicine under the tongue and throwing it up.

Because most of them think that they are not sick and do not need to take medicine at all.

Jiang Yu also hates taking medicine, and feels listless every time after taking it, so he runs away whenever he can.

The female nurse who examined him this time was called Wang Qi, and she was the only nurse who called him uncle. She was petite and simple, with no intentions.

Just as Jiang Yu was about to take the opportunity to spit the medicine into his hand, he heard a voice in his ear, "Uncle, you are not good."

Seeing Wang Qi looking at him with a smile on his face, Jiang Yu swallowed the blood choked in his throat with a dark face, closed his eyes and took the medicine.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly there was a commotion from behind, Jiang Yu heard the sound and saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed immediately.

Zhang Shi, who had a bruise on his face, had protruding eyes and frantically swung his fists. The suppressed male nurse's face was covered in blood, and there were two bloody teeth on the ground.

Jiang Yu's eyes stopped on Zhang Shi's face, a drop of blood dripped slowly from his forehead, leaving a bloodstain along the brow bone and eyelid, which was weird and hideous.

"Step aside!"

"Wu Sangui" pushed away the crowd, and swung a stick on Zhang Shi's leg with such force that Jiang Yu behind him seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking. He swung his arm again and hit the back of Zhang Shi's neck.

Zhang Shi's body swayed for a while, his bloody eyes began to slacken, he struggled to remember but fell down powerlessly.

Jiang Yu, who had already approached calmly, noticed that "Wu Sangui"'s face was not right, and planned to wave the electric baton at the unconscious Zhang Shi again. His eyes turned cold, and he pushed the person next to him with his hand, and the person ran and yelled, "Ah—killing—"

Sudden changes made the crowd even more chaotic. Patients suffering from persecution delusions were all on the verge of an enemy, and some even "countered back" at those around them. The female head nurse and doctor appeared only when the scene was about to get out of control.

Standing in the corner, Jiang Yu was relieved to see that Zhang Shi was dragged back to his room instead of being sent to another place.

He learned from the words of several patients that the male nurse was going to take Zhang Shi for electroconvulsions, but if Zhang Shi couldn't go, the other party started to move his hands directly, and things turned out like this.

"Liu Hai was the real murderer just now."

"Yeah, I thought No. 717 would be killed by him this time."

"Be quiet."

Jiang Yu didn't listen to the conversation of the two nurses not far away, turned around and walked out of the hall to find a secluded place, which was just opposite to his room, and he could see everything inside, including Zhang Shi who had been thrown on the bed. .

Wang Qi, who was passing by, sat aside, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yu's temples twitched, regretting sitting here.

"It was really scary just now." Wang Qi held his chin, "I heard that Liu Hai used to be a rich young man. His father's company was suppressed and bought by the Lin family, and he was forced to commit suicide."

Jiang Yu tilted his head, "The Lin family?"

"The three families of Zhang, Lin, and He are well-known families." Wang Qi shook her head contemptuously, "Uncle, don't you even know this?"

Jiang Yu pinched the bridge of his nose.

"The influence of the family made Liu Hai have a bad attitude towards patients from wealthy families. Zhang Shi was often beaten by him." Wang Qi sighed.

Jiang Yu made a curious expression, "Do you know number 717?"

"Nonsense." Wang Qi rolled her eyes, "Everyone knows that Zhang Shi is the third youngest of the Zhang family with great talent and money, and I don't know how many people think he is an ideal lover, but this was before, and now he is a lunatic. No one from his family came to see him, and it is impossible for him to go out for the rest of his life."

Jiang Yu asked meaningfully, "Really?"

"The people who come here are all sent in by their families. Some don't want to go out, and some..." Wang Qi leaned closer and whispered, "You can't go out."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, this woman is not stupid, she is a sensible person.

"I have been here for a year, and I feel that most of the patients are fine, just like you, uncle." Wang Qi pouted sadly, "Uncle, do you not like me very much?"

Jiang Yu squinted, "You are too noisy."

Wang Qi smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Uncle, you are so funny, if you were ten years younger, I would definitely chase you..."

The expression on her face became frustrated again, "Oh, it still doesn't work, you are already cultivating immortals at that time, and I, a mortal, can't catch up."

Jiang Yu's mouth twitched.

"Sigh..." Wang Qi stretched her waist, "Liu Yimin in your dormitory is also a good person. He has a daughter who visits him every month, but always makes fun of him."

"Oh, by the way, and An Yi from your dormitory, I watched his plays when I was in school!" Wang Qi clicked her tongue twice, "He is also quite pitiful. At that time, it was said on the Internet that his acting skills were poor, and he said He was hired by the big boss and raised."

The expression on Jiang Yu's face was dim under the dim sight.

"I think those people are out of their minds, and they don't think about it. If there is really a big boss behind An Yi, then why can he still only play small roles? Besides, he has been in the hospital for more than two years. Come and see him."

Hearing something unexpected, Jiang Yu smiled, "It means his sports skills are too poor."

"Sports? What's that?" Wang Qi blinked.

"A sport that can exercise body stretch, change family genes, promote national construction, and affect future development." Jiang Yu said inscrutablely, "It contains too many skills and secrets, and it is not so easy to grasp the essence. .”

Wang Qi was amazed, "It sounds so profound."

Jiang Yu pursed his lips and got up to leave, otherwise he would laugh out loud.

"Uncle, don't you want to sit down again?"

"Go back to practice."

When Jiang Yu went back, An Yi and Liu Yimin were not there, only Zhang Shi slept docilely under the effect of the medicine, and his frightening eyes were closed, completely different from the cruelty he saw.

"I'll help you escape from here, and help you recover what you owe from Zhang Weikun and your good friend. You help me complete the task and get what you need." Jiang Yu's finger rested on the bruise on Zhang Shi's left face , Pressing it hard, he said coldly, "So give me a little bit of courage and don't die here."

At night, Jiang Yu suddenly felt difficult to breathe, as if a hand was covering his nose and mouth, he wanted to struggle but he could only move his fingers.

That power disappeared just as his consciousness became blurred.

Jiang Yu's purple face was covered with sweat, he opened his mouth and took a big breath, his chest rose and fell rapidly.

In the haze, Jiang Yu seemed to see Liu Yimin standing beside his bed, trying to see clearly but fell asleep again.