"Doctor, my dad's illness seems to be getting worse!"
In the picture, a young and beautiful girl has tears in her eyes and her mouth moves as if she is speaking.
Zhang Ping roughly guessed what the girl was saying by imagining and reading her lips.
A doctor was sitting in front of the girl. He was wearing glasses and his hair was neatly combed. He was writing something with his head down. After a while, he raised his head and muttered to himself, "What did he write again?"
“I haven’t written anything, it’s just… it’s just that recently he’s been saying that he’s seen gods, and he thinks he’s a painter, painting around the house every day, and he also said… he also said that the paint must be wrong, and he’s been looking at me in more and more strange ways lately.” The girl became more and more scared as she spoke, and she couldn’t help but clutch her handbag tightly.
The doctor comforted him, "Don't be afraid. Our hospital is the most formal mental hospital. According to what you said, your father's paranoia has indeed worsened."
"What should we do then?" asked the girl.
The doctor pushed his glasses up on his nose and said seriously, "Then send him out of the hospital. What if he really has the talent of a painter?"
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Zhang Ping understood what the doctor said by lip reading, and a question mark immediately popped up in his mind.
Then the scene slowly turned to the doctor's perspective. On his desk was a scribbled notebook filled with strange symbols and patterns.
Zhang Ping felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to vomit after just one look.
It's probably like eating steak and drinking wine, and suddenly the steak goes bad and becomes full of maggots, and the wine suddenly starts to taste like manure.
"There's something wrong with these symbols and patterns!"
Zhang Ping closed his eyes, but the images continued in his mind. He was unable to stop these symbols and patterns from entering his brain.
Fortunately, the scene turned to the girl, who nodded happily and said, "Really? Thank you, doctor. I think my dad will be very happy to hear this good news."
After saying that, she stood up and walked out. It was then that Zhang Ping realized that the girl was not wearing pants and there were two strange patterns painted on her buttocks.
Judging from the style of the pattern, it can be guessed that the person who drew this pattern should be the same person as the owner of the notebook.
The picture moves with the girl.
When the girl walked out of the consultation room, she saw many strange people around her. Some of them were wearing doctor's uniforms, but they looked no different from mental patients. On the contrary, some people who were wearing hospital gowns had very natural expressions and behaviors, just like normal people.
The girl greeted a few doctors, then turned and went up to the third floor. She came to a ward and pushed the door open.
The walls of the house were covered with messy graffiti, and Zhang Ping felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw them.
Apparently, all of these suddenly seemed to be like the symbols and patterns in the notebook, carrying some strange power that could even affect him from a distance.
"Dad, I'm back!" the girl said happily.
Zhang Ping scanned the screen and did not find the girl's father. The girl walked to the bed and sat down. She lifted the quilt and picked up a white snake. She whispered, "Dad, the doctor said that your illness has indeed become more serious. So he also thinks that you have the talent to become a painter, and agreed to let you leave the hospital and go to the city to try."