Seeing Zhou Bai looking like he was about to give up, Dr. Zhao took out a small knife from his pocket.
With a "pop" sound, it was slapped on the table in front of Zhou Bai.
The blade of the small knife was hidden in the scabbard, with the handle facing Zhou Bai.
As long as he wanted to, he could easily point the knife at Dr. Zhao with his hand.
This is... naked temptation...
“Is it okay if I can’t remember one sentence?
If you ask me to tell you where you are wrong, should I tell you?
I am a doctor, what should I do and do you still need to teach me?"
After Dr. Zhao finished speaking, he made another "pop" sound and slapped his hand on the table.
Zhou Bai looked at Dr. Zhao's angry look, with no expression on his face, and just watched his performance quietly.
When Dr. Zhao saw it, he immediately became more excited.
The other hand reached over and grabbed Zhou Bai's collar.
"Aren't you afraid that I will deduct 200 points from you and let you enter the electric shock room immediately?"
Zhou Bai smiled and shook his head: "You are a doctor, don't you have the final say on how many points will be deducted?"
His eyes fell behind Dr. Zhao, he increased his firepower and continued.
"If I'm scared, will it be useful?
In the final analysis, I am just a patient who is at your mercy..."
Dr. Zhao's hand movements stopped, and the expression on his face became even more ugly.
Just when he wanted to continue saying something, he heard a voice from behind him.
"How can you say that about Dr. Zhao?"
Dr. Zhao turned his head in surprise.
I saw Xiao Pu standing by the door with sweat all over his head and a smelly notebook in his hand.
He came over, deliberately took the notebook, crossed Dr. Zhao's white coat, and placed it in front of him.
Allowing him to get closer and smell the stench emanating from it.
Dr. Zhao was right about the mistake first, so of course he couldn't say anything more.
He could only frown, let go of Zhou Bai's collar, and sat back in his chair.
Xiao Pu smiled and continued.
"We, Dr. Zhao, have always been the most impartial in handling matters.
What you said is simply insulting him.
I don't allow you to say such things."
Dr. Zhao has always paid most attention to her own image.
Therefore, the first method of Dr. Zhao's technique that Zhou Bai and Xiao Pu discussed was to flatter him and emphasize the image he usually displays.
The fact is that when this trick is used, it is really effective.
Doctor Zhao originally wanted to embarrass Zhou Bai on this issue for a while.
Now when he heard Xiao Pu say this, he immediately sat up straight, cleared his throat, and straightened his clothes with his hands.
He returned to his usual serious look and said to Zhou Bai.
"This is a question to test the patient's level of mania.
I have to make sure that the patients who leave the lunatic asylum are emotionally stable and have no aggressive tendencies.
Only such patients will not pose a danger to ordinary people outside."
When Zhou Bai heard what Dr. Zhao said, the expression on his face paused.
Then, he saw Dr. Zhao pick up the knife on the table, hold the handle and pull it gently, and the plastic blade appeared in front of Zhou Bai.
"To be able to control yourself despite being denied multiple times, being provoked, and having a weapon placed in front of you.
You can get a high score on this question.
Let’s add another 150 points.
The 50 points were deducted because your words were too unpleasant.
If you speak so harshly, you will be beaten sooner or later if you go out."
Can points be deducted for this?
Zhou Bai shrugged helplessly.
Fortunately, even if this is the case, he still has 250 points. This score should be enough to get out.
Dr. Zhao might have thought of something, stopped the pen he was recording in his hand, and suddenly looked up and down at Zhou Bai with a complicated expression.
"250 points, isn't that..."
He murmured softly,
Then he put down his pen and said seriously.
"There are only two questions, and the results are not rigorous enough. I think... I think..."
He was thinking in his mind, trying to find the third question.
At this time, Xiao Pu picked up a tissue, wiped his smelly notebook, and said to Dr. Zhao.
"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you.
When I was looking for this notebook in the trash just now, I couldn't reach it with my hands.
I took your favorite pair of leather shoes from your office to help.
I just remember now that after I got the notebook, I seemed to have left your leather shoes in the trash."
Things are changing.
This time it was Dr. Zhao's turn to stand up from the chair with a "swish" sound.
"It seems like there are still more than thirty minutes left.
If you don't go there, you may never see your beloved leather shoes again in this life."
Master Dr. Zhao’s second technique and accurately grasp his interests and hobbies.
Dr. Zhao was worried about his beloved leather shoes. He gritted his teeth and wrote 250 points on Zhou Bai's form.
But before leaving, he did not forget to remind Zhou Bai.
"According to the test results, you can indeed be tentatively judged to have fully recovered.
However, you still need to go through a one-day observation period.
During this day, I will pay special attention to you."
After emphasizing this matter, he opened the door and walked out.
Zhou Bai and Xiao Pu looked at each other, and before they had time to celebrate the preliminary victory of the plan, they heard Dr. Zhao outside the door let out a heart-rending roar.
“Old! Mo!
What are you doing?!"
Zhou Bai and Xiao Pu quickly walked to the door, holding the door frame with both hands, and looked over at the same time.
I saw Lao Mo holding scissors in one hand and a stack of height-increasing insoles in the other, and he cut them off harshly in front of other patients and doctors in the corridor.
"Old Zhao, you are a scammer.
There is nothing for me to do on the sixth floor!
I am a person of my word, and if I am told to cut it, I will definitely cut it."
On one side are the beloved leather shoes that are about to be lost, and on the other are the height-increasing insoles that are already being lost.
Dr. Zhao felt very regretful at this time and didn't know why he wanted to provoke these two "big evil spirits".
He could only grab his hair with his hands in collapse, then snatched the insole from Lao Mo's hand, angrily walked toward the elevator entrance, and walked quickly.
Zhou Bai smiled and looked at Xiao Pu.
But when he turned around, he saw eight pairs of cold eyes behind him, looking at him.
Madhouse Survival Rules b (red), Article 5.
[The milder the disease, the more dangerous the patient is, please find a way to eliminate them.]
Although Zhou Bai has now been judged to be back to normal.
But he was still wearing a hospital gown, and in their eyes, he was still a patient in a lunatic asylum.
And he had just scored 250 points. I believe that in their eyes, Zhou Bai was also the patient with the least illness.