The patient wearing a red bow tie was locked out of the door, his face ashen.
Zhou Bai waited until he was the only one left in the ward before he remembered the pain in his shoulder.
He opened his clothes and looked at the wound.
Fortunately, the injury was not serious, but the blood flowed a lot and stained the white clothes, which made it look a bit scary.
He put his clothes back on, sat back on the hospital bed, closed his eyes, and planned to take a rest for the time being.
The time came to seven o'clock in the evening.
Xiao Pu had just come out of the cafeteria, carrying food in his white coat, and sneakily came over and opened the door of Zhou Bai's room.
This time, he got an iron box from nowhere and put all the hot meals in it.
Since I don’t like eating meat buns, I’ll try something different tonight.
He hid the iron box inside his white coat and opened the door happily.
But what he saw the next second was Zhou Bai bleeding, leaning on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, looking as if he was dead.
Xiao Pu was so frightened that he couldn't hold the lunch box firmly in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.
The food was spilled on the floor, which woke Zhou Bai up from his sleep, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
"you you……"
You're not dead?
Xiao Pu was so frightened that he wanted to ask directly.
But I felt it was impolite, so I could only shut up quickly.
Zhou Bai looked at the food scattered on the floor and frowned with some distress.
But in Xiao Pu's eyes, this action was more like he was enduring the pain of the wound.
He hurriedly walked over and said with concern.
"Don't move yet. I'll go out and find some medicine for you."
After Xiao Pu finished speaking, he turned around, opened the door and ran out.
Zhou Bai was left looking at the food on the ground with distress, and silently picked up the leftover buns from lunch.
Xiao Pu ran out in a hurry and ran back with the medicine in a hurry.
When he opened the door, he was startled again when he saw Zhou Bai chewing on the leftover buns from lunch.
Being proficient in workplace survival rules, he immediately made a secret note in his mind.
“The leader may like to eat cold steamed buns rather than hot steamed buns.
This matter still needs to be verified, so it will be recorded for now.”
Zhou Bai ate the buns, took the medicine Xiao Pu handed him, and simply bandaged the wound.
Then I sat and watched Xiao Pu cleaning the room. By the way, he told me about Dr. Zhao's visit in the afternoon.
After hearing this, Xiao Pu's expression became very serious.
"It seems that we really can't stay in this lunatic asylum any longer..."
Before ten o'clock in the evening, Xiao Pu left Zhou Bai's ward.
In my imagination, I thought it would be a very difficult day to pass, but unexpectedly, it was not a difficult day.
After Xiao Pu left, Zhou Bai lay on the bed, put on the earplugs given to him by Boss No. 1, closed his eyes and started to sleep.
At seven o'clock the next morning, there was no sunshine outside the window, but Zhou Bai still opened his eyes early.
He lifted off the quilt, walked to the balcony, and looked at the dark clouds that were gathering together outside but did not bring heavy rain for a long time. His eyes became a little dark.
On the barbed wire fence, a few more crows landed on it.
Rats sneaking in can also be seen more frequently.
Zhou Bai stood on the balcony, looking at the world outside the asylum, waiting for his 24-hour observation period to end.
During this period, Xiao Pu came over again to deliver breakfast, and then went out to do his own business.
Zhou Bai finished his breakfast and was still standing on the balcony.
At about 10:30 in the morning, he saw a garbage truck at the gate downstairs, slowly driving out.
When Zhou Bai saw the figure of the car, he quickly grabbed the iron railing with both hands and moved closer to see the details.
I saw that it was a small and old car, but it was more than enough to fill with the garbage produced by the lunatic asylum the day before.
Zhou Bai leaned against the iron railing and watched as the door downstairs was slowly opened, and then the old garbage truck slowly drove out.
He frowned and stared at the garbage truck.
Suddenly, I found a figure following behind the garbage truck.
Zhou Bai's heart skipped a beat.
Fearing that I would be dazzled, I quickly looked at that figure again.
This time, he not only saw clearly that the figure was wearing a dark green hospital gown, but he also saw the figure turn his head, look at Zhou Bai with a smile, and wave to him.
The red bow tie around his neck is particularly conspicuous.
Zhou Bai stood on the balcony, staring at his smiling face, feeling a chill all over his body.
"Do you think it's over when you leave here?"
The words he said to Zhou Bai yesterday echoed in his ears again.
It seems that leaving here is indeed not the end...
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai couldn't help but tighten his grip on the iron railing in front of him.
On the other side, Dr. Zhao, who looked even more haggard than yesterday, stood in the elevator with a form and pressed the button to go to the seventh floor.
The button was lit by him, the elevator slowly moved upward, and when it reached the seventh floor, the door opened.
What came into view was a dim corridor.
"Pap, tap, tap..."
Dr. Zhao's leather shoes fell on the corridor floor.
The footsteps were heard very clearly in the empty and silent corridor.
Taking the form, he walked to the last room in the corridor, raised his hand, and knocked gently on the door.
"The door is unlocked, come in."
A slightly older voice came from inside the room.
Dr. Zhao opened the door and walked in.
In the room, only a dim wall lamp was turned on, barely outlining an equally old figure behind the desk.
"Dean, patient No. 0139 passed the test and passed the 24-hour observation period safely."
After listening to Dr. Zhao's report, the figure sitting on the office chair obviously froze.
After being silent for a while, he turned his office chair and turned his back to Dr. Zhao and said.
"That's good news.
The key is in the cabinet on my left, go get it yourself."
Dr. Zhao walked over and took out the only key from the first drawer of the cabinet.
After taking the key, Dr. Zhao bowed to the figure, and then wanted to exit.
Just when he was about to turn around, he heard the old voice ringing again.
"I know there are two other doctors who have also submitted letters of resignation.
If you want to leave here, I won't stop you."
Dr. Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard the dean's words.
Then his eyes fell on his injured hand, and immediately became dim again.
He silently hid his hands behind his back and lowered his head.