Under the cold night sky, long figures moved on the wall.
In the Frye Mental Hospital illuminated by dim lights, patients like walking zombies were combing the vegetable fields rhythmically, weeding and loosening the soil under the crisp sound of percussion.
The sound came from a tuning fork held in a pair of slender hands. The clone Lolita smiled evilly and watched each patient working in the vegetable field, while Frye stood behind him in a trance.
Beside, Lolita smiled and took two steps back, stroking Frye's chin with one hand.
"Don't worry, you will slowly grow up in the beautiful dream I have weaved for you."
Lolita said with a smile on her face, stood on tiptoes and kissed Frye's cheek, making a cold chuckle.
The patients all stopped at this time, staring blankly in front of them. Lolita sat on the steps. There was a rustling sound, and in the shadow that the light could not reach, two black and red plant-like plants stood up.
In the air, Lolita threw the tuning fork and metal stick in her hand. The two plants seemed to wrap up the tuning fork and metal stick consciously, and began to beat rhythmically.
The patients, who were like walking zombies, began to move again. Lolita put her hands on her chin and smiled. She raised her head and looked back at Frye, who had dull eyes. Then she pointed her finger gently, and Frye's face was full of expressions.
Smiling, he walked towards the metal room formerly used by doctors on the left side of the gate.
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Frye yawned and smiled helplessly.
"Dr. Qian, I forgot to turn off the water."
Frye stood at the door with a smile, watching several doctors discussing the patient's cases, nodding happily, watching the doctor named Qian Youjia turn around and turn off the faucet, Frye yawned and walked in
, and soon Frye was sitting among the four doctors.
"I think this kind of therapy may be a little too stimulating, and may irritate the patient's delicate nerves that have been injured."
Frye looked at the numerical values ​​on a light and shadow panel, but at this moment Frye was sitting alone on a dusty chair, smiling at the air, talking, and seemed to be having a heated discussion with the "air".
Dr. Lu Ming, who was next to Frye, had the same opinion as him. Frye smiled with some relief. After a brief discussion for half an hour, Frye rushed to speak when he saw several doctors getting up.
"Doctors, you can just rest. I can just go around the wards and do the rounds."
Frye walked out of the doctor's dormitory with a smile and looked at the patients who were busy in the vegetable field. They had restored their basic living abilities. Fortunately, these vegetables that were growing vigorously could help the hospital tide over the crisis.
Lolita yawned and looked at Frye. He was standing beside a vegetable patch where many vegetables were yellow and extremely malnourished. He smiled happily with a trace of relief on his expression.
"Everyone should go to bed early when you are done with your work. These vegetables will be harvested tomorrow."
As he spoke, Frye turned and walked towards the well-lit main building of the mental hospital. However, after entering, Frye felt a bit of chill, because it is very cold here every night, and the temperature is often close to 0 degrees. There have been cases of patients freezing to death.
Recently, many people from the community have donated some heating equipment and a lot of bacterial batteries. Currently, the entire hospital has sufficient power supply.
Lolita glanced back at Frye who walked into the dark and gloomy hospital, talking to herself as she walked.
Under the soft and warm light, some patients who have recovered their basic living abilities are walking in and out of the first floor, and they are actively cleaning the hospital. The smell of disinfectant permeates the entire hospital.
Frye was very used to this smell. At this time, Frye walked to the door of a half-open room. He looked in and walked over with a smile.
"Ms. Lulu, it's impossible for you to skip meals like this. You have to eat more every day even if you feel sad."
The smell of disinfectant in the room was a bit pungent, but at this moment a pair of deep red eyes appeared behind Frye. Lolita stood next to Frye. The woman in this ward had been there for a long time.
, she starved to death.
Fry walked up to the mummy, smiled and patted her shoulder. Then he held a stethoscope in a serious manner and placed it on the mummy's chest to listen to the heartbeat. However, Fry became confused after a while.
"Sorry, the stethoscope seems to be broken."
What Fry was holding was a leather cord and a tattered paper cup, and he hung the "stethoscope" back around his neck.
"Sorry, Ms. Lulu, I'll come over and take a look at you tomorrow morning."
Frye turned around and walked out of the ward. As he walked through the wards, he could always smell the strong smell of "disinfectant water" coming out of them. Frye walked through the wards with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.
There are more than 20 medical staff here taking care of nearly 3,000 patients in the hospital. Everyone is exhausted, but everyone is working hard.
Soon Frye came to an infirmary, where several young people were playing cards happily. As soon as Frye entered, a bunch of people were greeting him, and Frye also said hello to them.
Continue to patrol the wards.
Lolita stood at the door. This infirmary had not been used for a while. Many of the equipment inside were damaged. The tables and chairs had burnt marks. There had been riots by patients.
Lolita continued to walk slowly with Frye, always with an evil smile on her lips.
Fry looked at the repaired corridors, doors and windows everywhere, and felt extremely relieved. Someone from the construction company took the initiative to come over and help repair everything in the hospital a while ago, which made Fry feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
At this time, at Lolita's feet, in the cracked and damaged corners of the wall, black and red plants grew out, slowly crawling along the wall, and entered the rooms of some patients who were still breathing.
There were screams of terror as the plantoids entangled the patients, and then the divided plantoids entered the mouths of the patients.
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Like pipes transporting water, these plants transported something into the patients' bodies. They quickly closed their eyes and became quiet. At this time, the shriveled corpses were rolled up and placed directly on the patient's body.
Outside, some patients who were still working in the fields heard the sound of changing the rhythm. They came over, put the shriveled corpses into a round bucket, and then took the pounding stick next to them and started pounding them directly.
The corpse with a little bit of water was easily crushed.
Later, some patients took out the mashed parts and put them in the vegetable patch.
"Please don't worry."
In a lobby of the hospital, some patients who were still waiting to eat looked at Frye with a smile. In Lolita's eyes, most of these patients were elderly, surrounded by black and red plants, like a
A terrified patient screamed.
In Frye's eyes, these patients were "laughing" happily, still greeting him, and talking about some of their demands. Frye took out a small book full of patients' demands, a thick book.
Ben, he is recording the complaints of each patient.
It’s just past 8 o’clock, today is September 13, 2221
After the tour, Frye continued to walk up, inspecting each floor. From time to time, he talked and laughed at the door of the empty wards. Soon Frye saw several doctors coming up and asking for help in patrolling.
Let Frye go back and rest.
Fry looked at Qian Youjia and Lu Ming and thanked them again for their selfless contributions to the hospital.
Then Frye returned to the dean's office. At this time, Lolita had come out from behind the desk in the dean's office with a smile. Frye came over with a smile. Lolita hugged him and leaned into Frye's arms.
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"Why did you come out again? What if other people in the hospital saw you?"
"What are you afraid of? I'm very careful. Isn't there surveillance?"
Frye squinted and looked over. There was a light and shadow screen at the desk in the principal's office that originally had no light and shadow screen. It showed every corner of the hospital.
Frye sat down at the desk with a smile and began to process the patient's information. However, his hands were moving in the air. There was nothing in the dark director's room. There were still traces of the previous fight inside.
There are no traces of it, no one has been to Frye Mental Hospital for a long time.
The entire hospital will disappear in the dark, because there is no light, and there are not many people moving during the day. Only the director is always seen smiling and saying something.
People from the medical department have also come here several times and checked some things, including getting the list of dead people. No one cares about the affairs here. The previous batch of doctors couldn't stand it anymore. After they left, no doctor came again.
, even some criminals who were assigned to work here for free in the past are unwilling to come and would rather go to jail.
In the dark basement, there was a faint light, which was limited to the location of the training warehouse. A black, smoke-like shadow with a pair of scarlet eyes floated at the door of the training warehouse, looking at the sleeping people inside.
Lolita.
Guru
Lolita's mouth in the culture chamber moved, and bubbles appeared one by one.
"It's not enough, we need greater hope, and greater hope will only bring deeper despair in the end!"
8:46
It's a fairly lively street in the middle. It used to be crowded at night, but now it's a bit deserted. Only some employees working in big companies come here to get together after get off work.
The middle level has become depressed since two months ago. Many people also know the reason. It is caused by the economic recovery in some areas at the bottom, which has snatched a large number of middle-level orders, causing many middle-level companies to begin to transform. Transformation
This means layoffs. Some people who originally had stable jobs are now unemployed, and a new wave of unemployment is coming.
Angus Construction still has not started construction as usual, which is extremely disappointing for everyone in the city. It has been almost 2 years, but Angus Construction still has not started construction. Some people saw the head office of Angus Construction
There's no one inside.
And Congress did not declare the Angus family bankrupt. Some people rumored that the Angus family was actually dead. The control of the Angus family is now in the hands of Section 5 Chief Alpha Angus. She has no
The time spent dealing with the Angus family's affairs was idle.
To be continued...