Zhou Bai listened to the urging of the two doctors and responded: "Come on, come on."
But there was no pause in his movements, and he opened the pillow in front of him with one hand.
"What are you still doing? Patient No. 0139?"
Zhou Bai's eyes moved away from the two earplugs pressed under Patient No. 0201's pillow.
He turned around and walked to the door pretending nothing happened.
But my whole heart kept sinking uncontrollably.
Can Patient No. 0201 see the world of red rules?
Severe cases require electric shock every once in a while.
This proves that the effect of electric shock is not permanent.
So, when did Patient No. 0201 begin to recover?
Zhou Bai followed the two doctors to the diagnosis room.
In the diagnosis room, Dr. Zhao held a notebook and sat in front of the table.
On his right, Xiao Pu, who is wearing glasses, is also holding a notebook in his hand and recording something.
On the left, Lao Mo, with a scar on his face, lowered his head and played with the knife in his hand from time to time.
The two doctors who called Zhou Bai over sent him over and then walked out.
Then, Zhou Bai saw that in addition to the three of them, there were seven more people standing behind Dr. Zhao in the diagnosis room...
In addition to taking Zhou Bai himself, there are eleven people in this small diagnosis room...
Zhou Bai looked at the crowded doctors in the diagnosis room and patted his head with a headache.
Originally, Zhou Bai learned from Patient No. 0201 that when Dr. Zhao just came to inform, he brought five people with him.
Then Zhou Bai can at least tell a relatively similar number.
However, now he can't count the number 0201, so how should Zhou Bai answer this question?
He weakly sat down opposite Dr. Zhao.
Then he saw Lao Mo stop playing with the knife in his hand, and immediately smiled towards himself, showing his big white teeth.
Zhou Bai could only curl his lips, glance at Lao Mo, and then pretend to look at Xiao Pu casually.
I'm looking forward to seeing if these two "partners" will give me some relief later.
Dr. Zhao looked at Zhou Bai seriously and turned the document in his hand to the page that belonged to Zhou Bai.
"I'm going to start diagnosing your condition now.
You can answer or not answer.
But any reaction you make will become the basis for me to judge your condition."
Still the same familiar opening remarks.
Zhou Bai has already had one experience, and his purpose this time is to try to get as high a score as possible without being sent to the mild patient ward.
So that you can have more capital that you can use to commit suicide.
"first question.
How many people are there in our ward now?"
When Zhou Bai heard this question, he immediately stared.
Don’t we need to serve appetizers first?
The first question is so fierce. Is this really good?
If I remember correctly, this question seems to be worth 100 points...
Zhou Bai quickly raised his head, looked behind Dr. Zhao and looked again.
One, two, three, four...ten, what Zhou Bai saw was still the same ten people.
But what Dr. Zhao saw must not have been that many people.
Zhou Bai raised his head and looked behind Dr. Zhao.
There were only two standing doctors. When they saw Zhou Bai looking at them, they suddenly showed a strange smile.
Zhou Bai instantly felt a chill on his back and quickly looked away from the two of them.
If these two doctors and Dr. Zhao cannot see, then is the number Zhou Bai should answer "nine"?
But is this number too much?
Is it necessary to arrange so many doctors just to diagnose one patient?
Zhou Bai looked at Lao Mo asking for help.
Lao Mo immediately understood and made a "four" sign to Zhou Bai quietly.
When Zhou Bai saw it, he immediately reached out and covered his face.
He now seriously suspected that Lao Mo was trying to trick him.
Because this number is really different from what I saw.
He covered his face with his hands while pretending to think, but in fact he tilted his head and looked secretly at Xiao Pu.
Of course, Xiao Pu also gave Zhou Bai a hint.
However, what he gestured to Zhou Bai was actually a "three" gesture.
"Four" and "three"...
Why do even Lao Mo and Xiao Pu give different answers?
Is it possible that one of them is contaminated?
This doesn't look like it either.
If it was contaminated, then the answer they gave should be the "nine" that Zhou Bai saw.
Zhou Bai put down his hands in confusion.
Then he met Dr. Zhao's serious gaze staring at him.
"Is this question difficult to answer?
I'll give you three more seconds to think.
If there is no answer after three seconds, it will be considered as your answer is wrong."
Zhou Bai looked behind Dr. Zhao and saw the seven pairs of eyes staring at him.
Just as I shivered, I heard Dr. Zhao starting to count.
"Three, two, one..."
Zhou Bai closed his eyes and shouted the number "three" loudly before Dr. Zhao announced that he had no answer.
"Three, three...
There are only three people in this room!"
After Zhou Bai finished shouting, he opened his eyes.
Then I saw the seven pairs of eyes behind Dr. Zhao, all of which turned cold.
Dr. Zhao did not know this.
Instead, he held the pen in distress and tapped his head.
"It's very common to answer too many questions.
So how should I give points to someone like him who has few answers?"
Lao Mo helplessly stretched out four fingers and patted them on the table in front of him.
He couldn't figure out why his brother still missed counting when his four fingers were so clearly compared.
At this time, Xiao Pu turned to Dr. Zhao with a smile and said.
"He said there were three people, but he might have missed himself.
This happens often."
Dr. Zhao suddenly understood and nodded.
"It makes sense.
But the question of patient No. 0139 cannot be regarded as a correct answer.
Well, there will be no deduction or extra points for this question.
His score is still the same, so let’s clear it to zero first.”
After Dr. Zhao finished speaking, he took a pen and filled in Zhou Bai's new score in Zhou Bai's information.
After filling it out, he raised his head and was about to continue asking the next question when he heard a loud noise coming from outside.
"It's over, it's over, the machine in the electric shock room is going to break down!"
"Patient No. 0201! Are you sick?"
"It's over, come quickly, come and rescue the electric shock room!"
As soon as Dr. Zhao heard the noise outside the room, he quickly stood up from his chair.
Walking out of the diagnosis room, he grabbed a running doctor outside the door and asked.
"What happened?"
The doctor gasped for breath: "Zhao... Doctor Zhao, there is... a patient who has been diagnosed as a severe patient. He has just... been sent to the electroshock room..."
Doctor Zhao asked anxiously: "What does that have to do with the broken machine in the electroshock room?"
The doctor who was caught now feels a little irritated when he thinks back to the scene he just saw.
Even saying it is a bit hesitant.
"Because...because of that patient, he...he...he sprayed...the bubbles on the machine..."