Ziliang raised his head with difficulty.

This is a small room, surrounded by deserted white walls and tiles. The lights on the ceiling shine, but only leave a faint shadow on itself.

Ziliang is so familiar with this environment. It is a mental illness observation room. It can be found in almost any hospital.

"No, you can't do this!" Ziliang had not yet recovered from his dizziness, so he could only roar in his mind with all his might.

Of course he knew what happened and was identified as an "abnormal mutant".

"Abnormal Mutants" are a special race in the X Act, and their particularity is specifically manifested in that they can be imposed "forced measures".

Yes, the x Act is not blindly blocking away the hurtful thinking between people completely.

To give a very simple example, if your child doesn't want to eat, then if you can't enforce compulsory measures, then this little boy is likely to spend all day long and sleep until he becomes malnourished.

There are also those mutants who fail to achieve the "power control test". If they cannot implement reinforcement measures, then this test will be completely meaningless.

However, although these people can be subject to compulsory measures, there is a major premise, that is, they must be really people who are considered necessary to supervise, and the starting point of supervision must be "to stand on the perspective of the parties involved for their sake."

To put it simply, you must have the idea of ​​"I beat him up entirely for his own good" so that you can beat him up, and you can't beat him too hard.

This is also why Ziliang was tied to a restraint chair.

At this time, the doctor might have noticed that Ziliang had woken up, and his conversation with Shirley and others stopped suddenly.

"The patient should be awake." The doctor said, then walked over, then took out a flashlight and shot it straight into Ziliang's eyes.

The strong light pierced Ziliang's eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable, but at the same time, it also made his mind clearer.

"Mr. Ziliang, what do you feel now?" the doctor asked.

"Bastard! I'm not sick!" Ziliang suddenly roared, interrupting the doctor's question.

At the same time, he also stared at the girl in the crowd fiercely.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Shirley! Damn, what's wrong with Shirley?"

This sudden roar made everyone stunned. This time, not only the girl, but also Harley Quinn and Old Joey were also looking at Ziliang with great nervousness and concern, and then, anxiously looked at the doctor again.

"It seems that the patient's mental condition is worse than expected. Let's go through the admission procedures now. We must provide psychological counseling for him as soon as possible." The doctor said.

"Damn, I'm not sick! I'm not sick!" Ziliang roared angrily, then looked at Quinn and Joey: "Wake up, are you blind? This person is not Shirley! I'm not sick!"

Harry Quinn nodded: "Yes, you're not sick, you're just a little tired, you need a break." She said, then hurried out of the room.

Ziliang knew that she was going to go through the hospitalization procedures.

"Bastard! Bastard!" In this case, no matter how you shout, it was useless, but Ziliang still couldn't help but shouted until the doctor picked up a mask.

Of course, Ziliang knew the mask, which contained an inhaled sedative.

"Damn you can't do this."

An experienced psychiatrist would never explain anything to his patients, so the doctor pressed Ziliang's head stubbornly and then pressed the mask on Ziliang's mouth.

A familiar smell penetrated Ziliang's head.

"You guys were cheated and she wasn't real." Ziliang's shouting became weaker and weaker. He couldn't help but want to close his eyes. In the last gap in his sight, he saw the "Sherley" and Old Joey standing together, looking at him with a solemn and extremely concerned look.

Then, I fell asleep

Name: Ziliang

Gender: Male

Age: 38 years old

Supernatural Spiritual Department, Secondary Mutant, Occupational Psychiatrist

Due to "power type" and "work nature", the patient's consciousness is at the junction of reality and illusion for a long time.

It is suspected that the patient has symptoms such as paranoia, voluntary thinking, persecution, and fictional reality. Although all the above diseases have been discovered recently, it is not ruled out that they have been in the incubation period.

Moreover, the patient is very uncooperative for treatment and even shows a certain tendency to violence. Therefore, in the diagnosis, a mania may be added.

The above are a brief record of the medical records written by Ziliang for himself.

As a psychiatrist, he knows clearly what his behavior will be displayed on the report.

"So am I really sick?" He looked at the wall that should have been very familiar but was extremely unfamiliar at this moment, and fell into a deep thought.

Oh, by the way, it sounds ridiculous. At this moment, Ziliang was lying in the hospital he used to work.

However, before he was in the doctor's office, but now he has been locked in a single ward on the underground floor.

The wall in front of me, the wall covered with thick cotton buffer layer, is obviously designed to prevent some mentally ill patients from getting sick and accidentally hurting themselves.

The entire room is less than 10 square meters, which can almost guarantee that after a person lies down, it will be placed in the character "big". Of course, there is also a buffer layer on the ground, which means it is impossible for you to "kow to kowtow and knock yourself to death".

In the corner, there is a "funnel-shaped" toilet, the material is soft resin, and the door is also this material.

Ziliang had not studied this kind of room carefully before, but now, after he moved into this kind of place, he really realized that he wanted to kill himself here, but he seemed to be able to bite his tongue and wait quietly for himself to die of blood.

Of course, you have to bleed while swallowing the blood quickly into your stomach, because as long as a little blood appears in the corner of your mouth, you will be immediately seen by the monitor in the corner of your wall, and then a group of large and thick medical staff will rush in, gently pry your mouth open, and then stop bleeding and bandage and repair for the rest of your life, you will not even be bored and gossip.

This kind of treatment is really considerate for a mentally ill patient who has just developed a condition.

So since it is so difficult to even die, it means that it is even more impossible to escape.
Chapter completed!