Bang!

The moment the heavy iron fence door was closed, Zhang Haoran's whole body was stiff.

Especially the environment he was in at this moment made Zhang Haoran feel even more frightened, and he saw the person closest to him was drooling and giggling at Zhang Haoran.

A little further away, there was an old bald man who was almost skinny and bone-skinned. Zhang Haoran obviously saw the old bald man with a gloomy face and turned his eyes on him.

Is it a look?

Probably, right?

But Zhang Haoran felt that the old man's eyes were malicious.

Even Zhang Haoran had an illusion that the old man looked at him with a strong aggressive look, as if he was looking at his prey?

A drooling fool,

Bald old man with bad intentions,

There were other guys, most of them, who turned their eyes to the moment Zhang Haoran came in, as if they were welcoming this newcomer - comrade?

Zhang Haoran's eyes quickly glanced around, and was immediately frightened by the strange and strange guys here, who could even be said to be dancing with demons.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Haoran turned around as fast as he had ever lived.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He knocked on the iron fence gate with all his might, and at the same time, Zhang Haoran shouted exhausted: "Let me out! Let me out! I'm not sick! I don't want to stay here! Come on! Come on! Come on and let me out!!!"

The urgent shouts demonstrated Zhang Haoran's complicated mood at this moment.

There is fear, regret, expectation, and even a little bit of joy... secretly happy?

But no matter how loud the sound of Zhang Haoran's shouting was, even if the injustice contained in it was comparable to Dou E, the sharp and hoarse voice could even penetrate the wall.

But outside and inside the door of the iron fence seem to be two completely different worlds.

No matter how hard or unjust Zhang Haoran shouted, no one would appear outside the iron fence gate.

"Come here... Come here... I... I don't want to stay here... I don't want to stay here..."

Zhang Haoran also tried his best. Not only did he exhaust most of his physical strength by shouting, but he even shouted hoarsely.

But the world outside the iron fence gate always has no ghost.

But Zhang Haoran just doesn't want to give up.

Even if there is even a little hope, he wants to go out, really wants to go out, really wants to leave this ghost place.

"If I were you, just keep some strength, otherwise you would be dead!"

Just as Zhang Haoran's cry was already flowing, a low male voice came from behind him.

"who!"

As if it was almost conditioned reflex, Zhang Haoran quickly turned around after hearing the sound.

Fool, gloomy old man, middle-aged woman playing chess alone with toilet paper...

His eyes swept across the demons dancing one by one, but Zhang Haoran did not find that he could match the appearance of the voice just now.

“Is it…”

The cold sweat slid from Zhang Haoran's face. At this moment, he suddenly had a very absurd and bad premonition.

However, just as Zhang Haoran was thinking about it, the voice appeared again.

“Hey, here,”

This time, Zhang Haoran clearly identified that the direction the male voice was sending was on his left.

Turning around almost instinctively, Zhang Haoran saw a man.

It should be a man.

Although his appearance was blocked by a book, Zhang Haoran could still tell from his body shape that the guy sitting on his left was a man.

Perhaps because this man had been in Zhang Haoran's blind spot before, even when his eyes passed by the demons twice, Zhang Haoran did not notice this man.

However, compared to Zhang Haoran's nerves, the man on Zhang Haoran's left seemed very calm. After attracting Zhang Haoran's attention, the man just raised his hand and signaled that he was the one who had just made a sound, and said to himself: "Wait a minute, I'll finish reading!"

After saying that, the man stopped talking. He never took the time to read Zhang Haoran anyway. Even when he spoke to Zhang Haoran, the man's attention was focused on the book - the special theory of relativity.

It's a collection of gold-dressed version!

At this moment, Zhang Haoran suddenly felt like he was being teased.

Are you playing tricks on me?

Big brother!

This is a mental hospital!

Are you actually looking at the special theory of relativity, and it is the kind that is "very expensive" that most people can't get?

That is, when Zhang Haoran was almost confused, the special theory of relativity in the collection of gold was directly abandoned by men without any nostalgia.

At this point, the appearance of the man reading a book was also exposed to Zhang Haoran's sight.

Very thin!

This is Zhang Haoran’s first impression of that man.

One meter seven or eight? Or one meter eight?

Anyway, he is about the same height as Zhang Haoran, but compared to his height, this person's extremely thin figure looks too thin.

Even Zhang Haoran's opinion is a bit pitiful.

Probably less than a hundred kilograms?

It's like a sluggish...

Not right,

After all, although people are a little thinner, compared with other demons here, the guy standing in front of Zhang Haoran at this moment is well-kepted in both the hospital gown and the gray-white hair. If you look closely, it really makes you feel out of place.

Just as Zhang Haoran was still looking at him, the gray-haired man slowly walked towards Zhang Haoran.

Subconsciously, Zhang Haoran, who was leaning against the iron fence gate, had a look of vigilance.

"This is a mental hospital, this is a mental hospital, they are all mentally abnormal guys..."

Zhang Haoran kept reminding him in his heart.

The man who walked slowly to Zhang Haoran might have seen the other party's nervousness, but just smiled plainly and said, "Don't be so nervous. In fact, this place is not as terrible as you think. Although some guys are more difficult to get along with, we are still very friendly and basically won't bully the newcomers."

As he said that, the man handed Zhang Haoran his skinny right hand again: "I'll get to know my name, my name is Wu Dong, and we will be patients in the future!"

When Wu Dong said the word "Patient Patient", the corner of his mouth raised, and he couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm, helplessness, or other meanings.

However, Wu Dong's words fell into Zhang Haoran's ears, but they caused huge waves.

Patient?

Sick...friend?

"Go to your sister's patient!"

As if it was an angry primate, Zhang Haoran tried hard to stoke Wu Dong's right hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You are sick! Your whole family is sick! I didn't come here voluntarily. I am a normal person. I was caught here. I was wronged... No, I was misdiagnosed!!!"

At this moment, Zhang Haoran's eyes were red. Both mentally and physically, Zhang Haoran had reached a limit.

He was inexplicably caught in the infamous Akaban mental hospital. He called Tiantian but did not respond. Even if he called him a throat, no one would pay attention to him. There was also a senior patient who called Zhang Haoran a patient friendly.

No one can stand this situation!

But the next moment, Zhang Haoran was frightened by his recklessness the moment before.

Just after Zhang Haoran yelled at Wu Dong, the demons who were originally dancing around inexplicably calmed down, and their colorful pupils were all staring at Zhang Haoran.

You know, no matter how Zhang Haoran yelled or how he screamed outside the iron fence gate, these demons were just pretending that they could not see or hear them.

But at this moment, Zhang Haoran seemed to be watching as if he had become the focus here.

What does it feel like to be targeted by a group of mental illness without any preparation?

Anyway, Zhang Haoran is in a panic at this moment.

With his body firmly approaching the iron fence door, he grabbed the fence with both hands, Zhang Haoran said in a dry tone: "You...you want..."

"Okay, don't be nervous, it's newcomers! They won't get used to it at the beginning."

The situation that was originally so quiet that it was audible to fall, just because of Wu Dong's words, it instantly returned to its previous appearance.

Seeing the demons dancing one by one, Zhang Haoran even had some doubts whether the previous scene had hallucinations.

But because Zhang Haoran was determined in his heart that he was not sick, he had to believe everything in front of him.

But this happened, another doubt troubled Zhang Haoran.

"You...who are you?"

As soon as a question was released, Zhang Haoran immediately asked and answered: "Are you a doctor lurking here to observe these guys' condition? Yes! That must be true, otherwise these guys would not be able to listen to you!"
To be continued...