"Soldiers! Forward! Soldiers! The enemy's fortress is there! Take it!"
Old Cole seemed to be tired from running. He stood there panting, then waved his hand and pointed at the empty space on the grass. At his command, the patients who had been running happily with him started running towards there with their hands and feet dancing, but their faces showed a stern temperament, as if there really was an enemy there.
"Dig quickly! Gavin! You deserter, dig quickly!"
After commanding the group of patients, Old Cole shouted to Gavin who continued to dig the ground. Gavin remained silent and used the ground to dig his imaginary trench.
The soil and grass were uncovered, with some bugs in them. Gavin's fingernails were full of dirt, and he dug desperately, with some scratches on his fingers, but the nurses had no intention of stopping him.
Every time they tried to stop Gavin from doing this, this seemingly calm patient would suddenly go crazy and become extremely aggressive. However, digging in the soil like this would not hurt himself much, so the nurses simply stopped trying to stop him and let him do what he wanted.
"You are so rude and you won't be able to get married."
Although they were wearing the same hospital gown, when Sir Durren walked, you always felt that he was dressed in gorgeous clothes. Maybe it was the effect of etiquette. Among this group of patients, his manners were the most elegant and he felt like a gentleman.
And now the gentleman was watching Eve grabbing William and trying to pull the old fellow off the grass where he had been chewing.
"How vulgar."
Deren looked at Eve with disgust, then turned around and glanced at every patient in the activity area with disgust.
In his view, these patients were all vulgar savages who had no sense of propriety, righteousness, or shame.
He rolled up his nonexistent sleeves, picked up his imaginary cane, and walked around the place with steady steps. He came to William who was chewing grass and extended his hand gracefully.
"Need help, sir?"
What greeted him was a slap covered in mud, and Deren was knocked over.
William was finally pulled up by Eve. The old man said he was an alchemist. His obvious symptom was that he wanted to eat everything he saw, as if it was some secret medicine he had been pursuing.
He was also one of the ones who had difficulty communicating and seldom said anything. After being pulled up by Eve, he just sat on the grass, staring blankly at the gap that he had just chewed out.
With long flowing hair, she sits cross-legged.
William seemed to be in a trance, and after a while he started muttering something, like some kind of spell.
Eve didn't care. This old guy was always talking in a weird way... No, all the guys in the intensive care unit were talking in a weird way. After all, they were patients, incurable patients.
Nurses would regularly inject sedatives into these guys, but long-term and frequent injections destroyed their already limited mental faculties, Eve had heard the nurses talk about this in private.
These patients were quite lively at first, but as they lived here, their already broken wills became even more withered, until they became like the patients sitting on the benches, with dull eyes, like walking corpses.