The middle-aged man looked at them and asked sharply, "Where do you want to go like this?"

"Discharged." Ding He said.

"Discharged from the hospital?" The middle-aged man frowned, pouted his nose, his face full of disapproval, "Exited from the hospital? Go back and rest."

Yu Jin looked out the window to make sure it was daytime.

The voice of this middle-aged man made him feel very familiar, like that chubby penguin Edward.

"I remember that if the treatment is confirmed to be successful, you should be able to leave the hospital." Ding He stated calmly.

The middle-aged man rubbed the bridge of his nose and squeezed out a kind smile: "Who said that? Have you contacted the family members? Rest first, I'll go prepare and confirm for you."

Although he was smiling, his tone was aggressive, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.Yu Jin couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

Ding He nodded and asked, "Then how do you confirm?"

"Just wait, someone will take you for a test later." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyebrows and looked at them strangely, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

Ding He tried it, and it was locked without accident.

Yu Jin looked out the window.The windows were blocked by special railings, presumably to prevent mental patients from jumping off the window sill out of control.

Rather than saying it is a mental hospital, it is better to say that this is a prison, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

The only difference is probably that the room is brighter and tidier, the bed is quite comfortable, and there are no strange inmates around to disturb the mood.

Suddenly there was a violent pounding on the wall against which the head of the bed was leaning, and a man smirked and yelled indistinctly.

The corner of Yu Jin's mouth twitched, and he retracted his previous opinion.

Ding He sat back on the bed and took him into his arms: "The patient next to him can't control his behavior, but someone should deal with him soon."

Sure enough, the voice of the man shouting gradually faded away. He seemed to be controlled by someone, and he could only swear obscenities in dissatisfaction.

Yu Jin said: "This voice is a bit like Li Meng."

Ding He glanced at him: "The emergence of a sub-personality is always related to a certain experience, and it is likely to appear in the image of someone around you."

And he didn't know how long he lived here.

The patient in the next room kept yelling, Yu Jin was so annoyed that he almost went to the next room to seal his mouth.

I don't know how he endured it before, but now he can't stand it for even a minute.

And the person the middle-aged man said never came.

He tugged at the cuffs of the large hospital gown boredly: "Will they let me out of the hospital? If not, are we going to escape from prison?"

The word "prison break" sounds a little irritating, and Ding He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth: "Based on what I know about them, there is a high probability that they won't let us go. I think we should go by ourselves."

This answer is exactly what Yu Jin wanted.He lifted the quilt neatly, put on his slippers, and was about to leave.

The front door was locked, and opening it forcibly would probably scare the snake.

So he was going to jump out of the window.

Ding He stopped in time: "This is the third floor."

"I can't die."

"But it will be disabled."

Yu Jin thought about it or forget it.

After staying in the main god's space for so long, death was precisely what he was least afraid of.In comparison, breaking an arm and breaking a leg is more terrifying.

"There is monitoring in the ward, no matter where we go, they will know."

So what Ding He meant was to walk through the main entrance openly.

Anyway, it's not impossible to beat.It's just that if this world is a world without strange powers and gods, it may cause bad social impact.

Yu Jin wore slippers that were too big, rolled up his sleeves that were too long, and asked, "I don't have any clothes to change?"

His figure is obviously too thin, and the standard-sized hospital gown looks too loose on him, and he walks empty, with wind blowing in from all directions.

"Not yet." Ding He blinked, "Will you wear mine?"

Yu Jin looked at his slender wrist, compared it with the other's, and immediately put this thought behind him.

As far as his figure is a circle smaller than the other party, it is useless to change.

He also didn't understand why he was a circle thinner than people of the same height when he also grew up with enough food.

"Am I too thin?" He brushed his long hair and tied it casually with a rubber band. When he raised his hand, the loose sleeves slid all the way to the elbow, revealing his extraordinarily slender arms.

Ding He looked at his sharp chin and understood: "You are too thin. I will change the recipe for you another day to nourish your body."

He paused and said, "But you can't be picky."

Yu Jin frowned, clearly expressing his disgust: "I'm not picky about food, but—I can't eat it."

"If you continue to picky eaters, no matter how hard you work in other aspects, it will be difficult to produce results." Ding He brutally exposed the reality, "Hey, I will find a way to make the dishes more delicious."

Yu Jin recalled his act of chopping up vegetables he didn't like and rubbing them into meatballs, and severely condemned him: "I'll go on a hunger strike if you do this foolishly."

Ding He nodded: "I will find a way to feed you."

Yu Jin felt that his tone was a little meaningful, as if some strange conspiracy was brewing, and asked cautiously: "What method?"

"Feed with a spoon." Ding He took it for granted, "You will be paralyzed from hunger, and you can't eat too exciting things. Of course, I can only feed some liquid food."

Dare want him to be so hungry, of course he has no strength to resist when he is so hungry.

Yu Jin's face turned dark.This is not the answer he imagined at all.

"Do you have any other methods?" Ding He's eyes flashed with a narrow smile, "Actually, I also want to use other methods, such as chewing and using Z..."

Yu Jin drew out a dagger, slashed at the door, and ended the topic.

Ding He tactfully stopped speaking.

This knife was collected in other worlds, and it really deserves the words "cut iron like mud".In the hands of the original owner, it was a sharp weapon for people to block and kill Buddhas, but in Yu Jin's hands, it can only chop things casually.

Dao was depressed because he couldn't see the fresh blood he liked, and he didn't even bother to make a sound.

A large hole was cut in the door for adults to pass through, and it fell to the outside.

Yu Jin was about to go out when a gun was pointed at his forehead suddenly, the cold muzzle smelled like gunpowder smoke.

Mo Honghu stood outside the door, wearing the same hospital gown as him, with a malicious smile on his lips.

He said in a chant tone: "Finally found you, traitor."

He showed an expression of resentment and resignation, as if Yu Jin was the enemy who killed his closest relatives.

Mo Honghu slowly pulled the trigger: "For the glory of M103."

With a "bang", several colored papers shot out from the muzzle of the gun, showering Yu Jin's head.

Yu Jin tore off the colored paper on his face expressionlessly, thankfully it wasn't spray paint.

While helping him clean up, Ding He explained: "He always felt that he was a soldier of a certain planet. His leader colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, which led to the failure of the war. He escaped from the war, and then embarked on the road of revenge .”

Two powerful nurses came over, grabbed his arms, one on the left and the other on the right, apologized to them, and pulled Mo Honghu to his room.

The voices of the two nurses sounded like two teddy bears.

Mo Honghu was still laughing: "Traitor who sold himself for glory, I finally found you! I must take your life to be buried with our empire!"

Yu Jin thought for a while and asked, "Do you think the word M103 is a bit familiar?"

"Is there?" Ding He also recalled, "In science fiction movies?"

Yu Jin stared at his face, trying to find hidden emotions: "ab..."

Ding He coughed lightly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "Let's find a way to get out first."

Yu Jin nodded.

In fact, he doesn't have much impression of M103, but what he has is the words "sell yourself for glory".

Isn't this the setting of the sadomasochism abo world? The planet where he is located and the planet where Ding He is located have been competing for resources. She was also taken captive to the other planet... as a daughter-in-law.

No wonder others misunderstood.Originally, according to his identity, it was not surprising that he was insulted, but in the end he was confessed all the time.

In the final analysis, it was Ding He's fault in that world. A good marriage is not enough, but forced love.

The corridors of all hospitals have almost the same horror movie atmosphere, and the occasional howling of ghosts and wolves from the ward adds to the sense of horror and tension.

Liao Anping brushed past them indifferently, like walking corpses, and sneered again when he just passed by.

Shen He sat in the corner with his knees hugged, his bangs covered his eyes, and when he saw them, he raised his head and looked at them in confusion: "Are you looking at me?"

He lowered his head and muttered to himself again: "You shouldn't be looking at me, I'm just a reed."

The people who were fine just now have become like this, Yu Jin can't help but feel a little bit sad: "They, won't they change again in the future?"

"They're not born like this." Ding He obviously had something to hide, "Some people are born more prone to mental illness than others, but if..."

"What are you two going to do?" The middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of them with a fake smile on his face, "My dear children, it's lunch break time."

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