After recording a few notes, Dr. Luo looked at Xian Lijun who was waiting: "It's OK. When the medicine is effective, you can send it to the general ward."

After he said that he would leave, Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll help you unlock it."

Xian Lijun skillfully untied Yan Lan's restraint belt and helped her to the toilet.

"Captain Nurse, something went wrong with the infusion here!"

The new nurse shouted anxiously.

"You go and do it first, I can do it myself."

Yan Lan saw Xian Lijun leaving in a hurry, then slowly moved to the surveillance dead corner and clicked on several acupoints on her to recover from waking up.

When he lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were cold.

The pocket is a little hot.

Yan Lan reached out and took out a strand of wet hair.

It belongs to the soul of Dragon Palace, a female college student who was sacrificed in 2000.

From the time I returned to the mental hospital, the evil spirit of this strand of hair continued to increase.

"It seems that there is no need to bother with fellow Taoists in the capital."

Yan Lan tied her hair to her wrist and tied a special knot.

The evil spirit is a little heavier.

"This is really..."

Yan Lan smiled as if she sighed, "God is helping you."

Even if the murderer is not in this mental hospital, he will have no connection with the people here.
Chapter completed!