When Boss No. 1 opened the door, what he saw was the glasses guy standing next to Zhou Bai's hospital bed, and he gestured towards him mysteriously.
Looking at this action, it is obvious that the two people have some agreement.
So Boss No. 1 stopped by the door, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.
"Cough, cough, patient No. 0139.
At present, your condition is not stable.
You must remember not to be careless, and you need to cooperate with the doctor's treatment every day, you know?"
Xiao Pu pretended to give Zhou Bai a few words of advice in a serious manner.
He turned around and glanced at Boss No. 1, took the document bag in his hand, and walked out.
"You're finally back."
Zhou Bai waited until Xiao Pu went out, sighed to Boss No. 1, and lay back.
"By the way, didn't you say you should read less, listen less, and speak less?
Why are you willing to go out for a walk today?"
Zhou Bai experienced several rounds of mental torture from people and horses all morning. Now that he saw an acquaintance appear, he naturally relaxed a lot.
Lying on the bed, I deliberately made fun of the old man in front of me.
However, this old-fashioned old man seems to be in a bit of a tense condition today.
After hearing Zhou Bai's words, which were obviously a joke, the expression on his face froze.
"It's nothing, it's quite boring after staying in the ward for a long time.
I just went out for a walk."
Zhou Bai put his hands behind his head, lay on the bed, and crossed his legs easily.
Boss No. 1 looked up at him and saw that he didn't take the problem to heart, so he closed the door and slowly walked to his bedside.
The time at this time is eleven o'clock in the morning.
It should have been at least two hours since Zhou Bai came back from breakfast.
In other words, Boss No. 1 rarely spent two hours outside the ward?
Zhou Bai moved his posture so that his eyes could fall on the big boss opposite.
But he was still the same as before, sitting down and closing his eyes.
Zhou Bai didn't see any clues on his face.
He withdrew his gaze and was about to change his posture again when he heard Boss No. 1 suddenly speak.
"The bucket of clothes under your hospital bed can be taken to dry."
Boss No. 1 finished speaking calmly and continued to close his eyes and rest.
Zhou Bai tilted his head in confusion.
Then I remembered that I had indeed placed a bucket of unwashed dirty clothes under my hospital bed last night.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai suddenly sat up from the bed, then reached under the bed and pulled out the bucket of dirty clothes that he had placed under the hospital bed.
Zhou Bai reached out and picked up a dark green top inside.
When I first started, it felt wet to the touch.
If you smell carefully, you can also smell the faint smell of washing powder coming from the clothes.
When Zhou Bai saw it, he immediately turned his head in surprise: "Did you wash it?"
Boss No. 1 was a little uncomfortable.
"No need to thank me."
Zhou Bai was still a little confused: "Isn't it against the regulations to put dirty clothes under the bed?"
The boss coughed lightly: "That's not true, it's just a little dirty."
Zhou Bai did not expect that he would hear this answer.
When I thought that I was being looked down upon by others, the excitement I felt just now was gone.
This old man who loves to wear a fisherman's hat doesn't look very clean either.
You actually think your clothes are dirty? That’s too much!
Zhou Bai picked up the bucket of washed clothes, looked at the fisherman's hat on Boss No. 1's head with a slightly yellowed edge, turned around and walked into the balcony.
Zhou Bai held the clothes hanger and stood on the balcony surrounded by iron railings.
I cursed the old man outside again in my heart, and then looked downstairs while drying the clothes.
Outside the asylum.
Beyond that circle of barbed wire, there is a street that looks very ordinary.
On the street, occasionally some pedestrians pass by.
Zhou Bai held the clothes and looked at the pedestrians.
The depressed mood just now gradually weakened when I looked at the outside world.
He looked at the outside world like this, slightly dazed.
So much so that the two or three pieces of clothes I had on hand were left to dry on the balcony for more than ten minutes before I came back.
Boss No. 1 is still wearing his yellowed fisherman's hat, leaning on the back of the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Zhou Bai came back with the empty bucket.
When I passed the hospital bed No. 0201, I did not forget to take a few more glances.
It's almost noon and he hasn't come back yet.
The patients in this ward today seem to like to go out and hang out.
Zhou Bai put the empty bucket back under the hospital bed.
He glanced at the clock on the wall, turned around and sat on the hospital bed.
But just as he sat firmly, he heard a loud "bang", and then the door in front of him was rudely opened again.
Zhou Bai and Boss No. 1 were startled by the loud noise at the same time, and both looked towards the door.
After their door was opened, there was another "bang", and the door hit the wall behind the door hard.
Then Lao Mo, with a fierce look on his face, strode in with a bedside table in his hands.
Zhou Bai and Boss No. 1 were a little stunned at the same time.
But Lao Mo didn't feel anything at all. He put the bedside table on the ground and gasped for breath.
"Brother, what do you think of this bedside table I found for you?
Isn’t it much better than the one you had before?”
Zhou Bai glanced at the bedside table placed by Lao Mo next to his hospital bed.
The edge of the bedside table actually has carvings.
At first glance, it does not look like a cabinet that a normal patient should have.
I don’t know where this guy Lao Mo moved the cabinet from.
Zhou Bai looked at the cabinet and his expression became a little embarrassed.
But Lao Mo didn't feel anything at all, and continued to happily pat the bedside table he moved with his hands.
"Brother, come down and take a look.
This bedside table is much stronger than yours.
I guarantee that this cabinet cannot be penetrated with a knife."
Are you planning to stab me again?
Zhou Bai covered his eyes with one hand, but with the other hand, Lao Mo forcibly pulled him off the bed.
"Brother, look at this cabinet, even the storage space is much better than yours."
As Lao Mo said this, he pulled Zhou Bai to the bedside table.
He opened the drawer of the bedside table with one hand.
Immediately afterwards, I saw inside the drawer, various height-increasing insoles of different colors and thicknesses suddenly appeared in front of me.
Zhou Bai froze in place with some embarrassment.
Lao Mo, on the other hand, laughed and patted Zhou Bai's shoulders vigorously.
"Hahaha...that guy Lao Zhao turns out to be so boring."
Lao Zhao?
Zhou Bai's eyes widened.
The Lao Zhao you are talking about doesn't refer to Dr. Zhao who is good at deducting points, right?
Did Lao Mo move Dr. Zhao's bedside table to Zhou Bai?
Only Zhou Bai, who had a score of minus fifty-nine, was shivering.
Zhou Bai now seriously suspected that this Lao Mo, who pretended to be brothers with him on the surface, was secretly planning how to send Zhou Bai to the electroshock room.
Otherwise, who could be so smart and do such a weird thing?