Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

At this moment, No. 03 suddenly turned around.

Jiang Chen also saw clearly.

This is a man in his thirties, with a square face and meticulously combed hair. The hospital gown seems to have been specially ironed, and the details are almost perfect. He looks like a formal suit.

Under the light, the man's face gradually turned gloomy.

"stop!"

"Who let you in, why are your feet so dirty, this is the floor I just mopped!"

Impressively, Jiang Chen had killed a group of doctors before, and his shoes were stained with a lot of blood. Every step he took was a faint blood footprint.

02 and 04 at the door all showed expressions of watching the show.

Jiang Chen was also taken aback for a moment, pondered for a while, walked back to the door, and then threw the doctor's gown covered in blood that he had replaced earlier on the ground, stepped on it, and rubbed it all the way.

The footprints were covered by a large amount of blood, but the ground was obviously dirtier.

Both 02 and 04 stared wide-eyed, making the floor that others just mopped so dirty, is this trying to drive No. 03 crazy?

They couldn't help taking two steps back, thinking that Jiang Chen was going to die.

However.

When Jiang Chen dragged out a wide red line and perfectly repaired the rough edges on both sides.

No. 03, who was almost on the verge of falling into a rage, let out a long sigh of relief as if extremely satisfied.

He looked at Jiang Chen with some sympathy: "Who are you, the new critically ill patient?"

Jiang Chen smiled: "Hello, I am number 18, 18 with two 9s."

Such an introduction seemed to make 03 more satisfied, but soon he frowned again, and whispered in pain: "Damn, why am I number 03, this sick number is not symmetrical at all!"

"What about you? Brother." Jiang Chen asked at the right time.

03 seemed a little hard to say: "0...No. 3."

Hearing this answer, Jiang Chen frowned imperceptibly, and that look made No. 03 very uncomfortable.

"Damn, damn, damn! Ghost Qi +4444!"

"I'm sorry, I suffer from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, and your illness number makes me a little uncomfortable." Jiang Chen said honestly.

No. 03 nodded, expressing his understanding.

But soon, he stared at Jiang Chen's clothes again, and said unwillingly: "No, brother, your clothes are not neat at all, and your hairstyle is not symmetrical enough. Do you really suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"Of course." Jiang Chen was very sure.

"Then tell me specifically, what symptoms do you usually have?" 03 had a suspicious expression on his face.

Jiang Chen pondered for a few seconds before speaking: "I thought about it for four seconds just now, and I thought of two examples in total."

"Once I threatened a child and forced a woman to open the door, and then forced her to call her husband. When her husband came back, we were in the water valve room, and I forced her not to make a sound."

"Another time, I forced a female mental patient to put on a doctor's clothes, then forced her to act as a doctor, accompanied me to different houses, played role-plays with different people, and finally forced her to lie on the hospital bed , bound her hands and feet."

After listening to No. 03, the whole person was shocked.

ah this...

Your obsessive-compulsive disorder refers to like to force others? ?

"It's been a long time since I've lived! Ghost Qi +9999!"

And what you're forcing others to do... It's a bit attractive, why don't you talk about it later? You have to pay, right?

"Can you talk about the process in detail." 03 suppressed the anger of being deceived, and asked the key point first.

Jiang Chen had an upright attitude: "No, it's forbidden."

03's face became gloomy again: "Are you kidding me? You are not obsessive-compulsive disorder at all!"

"Who says it's not? Any disease has a distinction between the early, middle and late stages. I just got so serious that I don't care about such trivial things as neat clothes and symmetrical hair."

"But I can see some more serious problems in this world!" Jiang Chen was confident, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

"You'd better be able to say such a thing, tell me, what is more unbearable than untidy clothes, asymmetrical things, and uncoordinated placement of objects!" No. 03 said in a deep voice.

"Too many, too many things like this."

Jiang Chen seemed to recall something bad, with an instinctive disgust showing on his face: "There are many abnormal things in this hospital alone."

"It's a good mental hospital, how could there be so many doctors here? Think about it, it was all our patients here, everyone was wearing the same hospital gowns, everyone was sick, everyone was happy together."

"But suddenly, a doctor came down, wearing a white coat that was completely different from the surrounding ones, and walked among a group of blue and white checkered hospital gowns."

"Wherever he walks, everything will be disrupted!"

"The original noise will suddenly stop, and the patients who were originally sick will suddenly pretend to be normal. Damn it! Damn it! All coordination is gone."

"It's all because of a damn doctor!"

The more Jiang Chen spoke, the more excited he became, panting heavily, clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his pupils were bloodshot, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

No. 03 was also infected by this emotion.

Especially when brought into the context of Jiang Chen, think about that scene carefully.

In the originally coordinated scene of a large group of patients, because a doctor walked in, some patients chose to pretend to be normal, and some patients closed their mouths.

The harmonious picture instantly became uneven.

"Yes! Damn it! How can a doctor enter a patient? It's too incongruous!" No. 03 also scolded.

"Why didn't I think of that before?"

"It's rare that you are really sicker than me?"

He looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

The resentment on Jiang Chen's face became heavier: "This is not the most terrible thing."

"The point is that these damn doctors are still intentionally creating incongruity. Where did these dead words come from on your body?"

03 immediately said coldly: "It's doctors, those damn doctors!"

"They forced me to drink a large bowl of thick black soup. The contents were bitter and disgusting. After I drank it, worms crawled in my stomach, and then death words grew on my skin."

"The most damning thing is that these words are scattered randomly."

"I dug out a lot of my own flesh to make them look more coordinated!"

"That's right!" Jiang Chen continued: "As you can see, these damn doctors have been working hard to create incongruities!"

This time, No. 03 was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Chen for a while, and asked in doubt: "What did they do to you, you obviously don't have a dead letter on you?"

"They did even worse things to me, damn it!" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth: "I just killed more than two dozen doctors and engraved their names on my hammer."

"But do you know what they did?"

"They add up to an odd number!"

"Damn it, this death list doesn't look symmetrical at all!"

This time, No. 03 reacted for a long time before opening his mouth in shock.

Is this a human language?

You are sicker than me!