Su Jinzhimu watched in a daze as the nurse rolled up his sleeves, sanitized him with alcohol and hung a blood bag on him.
Jiang Lishan sat down on the side of the bed, reached out and lightly touched his wrist which was resting on the side of the bed, Su Jinzhi didn't pay attention, just looked up at the bag of blood which was hung up, not understanding why the nurse gave him blood transfusion.
"Give you some coagulation factor, and your hands and legs won't hurt tomorrow." The man's voice was still very gentle.
Coagulation factor plasma is only needed for patients with abnormal hematopoietic function. So, those bruises on his wrist were not made by ghosts
Su Jinzhi suddenly remembered the first time he had a nightmare when he bit his lip. It was such a small wound that ordinary people would not bleed much, but he took two pieces of cotton in his mouth to stop the bleeding.
This body has abnormal hematopoietic function, in simple terms, it is suffering from hemophilia.
No wonder the nurse had to watch him all the time. Taking the history of Yuan Bo’s love of self-mutilation as an example, if no one was watching him and stabbed his arm a few times with a sharp weapon, he would be in danger of belching his fart.
However, it's always strange for other people's blood to flow into his body. Su Jinzhi stared at the blood bag for a while, and then shifted his gaze to the man's face belatedly, and then he found that Jiang Lishan didn't wear glasses today.
"Doctor Jiang, you are not wearing glasses." Su Jinzhi stared into his eyes and said.
"I'm wearing it." Jiang Lishan approached him, Su Jinzhi could almost feel his breath spraying on his face, and then he saw the man pointing at his eyes and said seriously, "It's contact lenses."
Hearing this, Su Jinzhi also moved his head forward a little, and then saw the faint blue lenses near the whites of Jiang Lishan's eyes. At this moment, the distance between them was only the length of an index finger, but no one flinched, as if this ambiguous distance did not pose any trouble to them.
However, Su Jinzhi didn't back down, just because he was used to being so close to men, and breath blended.
"Why don't you wear glasses?" Su Jinzhi asked him.
Jiang Lishan didn't explain too much, but simply said: "The glasses are broken."
Su Jin came later and found out from No. 1 how Jiang Lishan's glasses were broken—it was broken by Ai Shuai.
Jiang Lishan didn't go back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep in the morning, because Ai Shuai beat up the nurse in his ward. Ai Shuai, like him, is a mental patient with violent tendencies. He doesn't know what the original body looked like when he was ill, but When Ai Shuai went crazy, several strong male nurses couldn't restrain him.
The nurse hurriedly went to find Jiang Lishan, as soon as he entered the door, his eyes were knocked off by Ai Shuai and crushed, but he was not injured, and directly kicked Ai Shuai in the crotch.
Su Jinzhi is also a man, so of course he knows how painful it is to be kicked there. In fact, he felt pain in his crotch when he heard No. 1 describe that scene, not to mention Ai Shuai, who was kicked by Jiang Lishan. Curled up on the ground and shivered.
Su Jinzhi was speechless: "Jiang Lishan treats Ai Shuai like this, won't anyone come to trouble him?"
If this one is not done well, it will be a medical trouble.
Number One said: "If you are ordinary patients, there may be."
Su Jinzhi took its words: "But we are not." We are a member of Changshan Mental Hospital.
Number One added emphatically: "And you are patients in blue."
"What's the difference between this indigo hospital gown and the light blue one?" Su Jinzhi asked.
Number one said: "I have to look into this again, give me some time."
"Hey." Su Jinzhi sighed, feeling hopeless for a moment, after all, there was no progress in Jiang Lishan's side, and he himself didn't know what was going on with the original body.
After Ai Shuai made a fuss, Jiang Lishan couldn't go back to sleep, but he planned to stay to watch for Su Jinzhi tonight, but he was persuaded by the nurses to go back.
But as soon as Jiang Lishan left, Ai Shuai knocked on his door.
"Hi, Mr. Su." Ai Shuai stood by the small window, with almost his entire face pressed against the glass, just like when they met for the first time.
Su Jinzhi looked up at him, not sure if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Ai Shuai looked at him with strange fanaticism, as if he was looking at a bosom friend who cherished his heart.
Seeing him looking over, Ai Shuai tapped the glass with his fingers: "Mr. Su, let's come out and play together."
Idiots just go out.
Su Jinzhi glanced at him, then looked away, and continued to lie on the recliner enjoying the sunset and dusk outside.
However, Ai Shuai turned the doorknob and walked in, as free as if no one was there.
"Mr. Su." Ai Shuai walked over with a smile. There were no other chairs beside him, but Ai Shuai didn't mind, and sat down beside him with his legs crossed.
Su Jinzhi looked at him, although there was no expression on his face, but a turbulent sea was set off in his heart. But he can't show his timidity, everyone is wearing blue clothes, who is afraid of whom
So Su Jinzhi raised his chin slightly, and said to Ai Shuai indifferently: "What's the matter?"
"I..." Ai Shuai just said a word, and was dragged away by the rushing nurse. Before he left, he still stared at him and said unwillingly, "I'll come see you tomorrow!"
Su Jinzhi: "..."
Su Jinzhi dreamed again at night.
He would dream of those bloody reds every night, smell the unique iron smell of blood, and hear the ticking sound of brain mucus hitting the ground at the broken neck, so when he returned to the dark red room At that time, he was not surprised at all, but he didn't know if it was because Ai Shuai came to him during the day, the dream this night was different from the previous ones—his vision seemed to be a little different.
He seems to have landed in an extremely low place, or this room has been magnified dozens of times, completely different from the previous one, even the headless corpse sitting on the sofa has become much larger.
But in fact, no matter how scary something is, the fear in my heart will be diluted after repeated viewing several times. Su Jinzhi can now look directly at the headless corpse. Anyway, he has no face and can’t speak. How scary do you think.
Thinking like this, Su Jinzhi suddenly heard another sentence: "It's so cold..."
The voice was his, it just never came from his mouth. Yes, why didn't I see him in that dream today
Su Jinzhi was wondering, when he suddenly felt a kick on the back of his head, neither light nor heavy, but he just rolled out like this, his face and nose were wiped with wet, sticky blood, sticky stick it on his face.
While his eyes were turning, a terrible idea suddenly appeared in Su Jinzhi's mind. This idea became a real cognition after the headless corpse on the sofa stood up tremblingly, walked up to him and picked him up.
He opened his eyes wide and looked back following the movement of the headless corpse in disbelief. In the eyes of the person who looked exactly like himself, he saw a bloody head.
And that head with wide-eyed, unrepentant death... was himself.
— His head was chopped off.
Anyone who dreams of such a scene will be stupefied without being frightened mad. Su Jinzhi felt that his nerves that had been tense for the past few days finally couldn't bear it at this moment. Pull out the bloodstains.
He uttered a scream that was almost shrill, and sat up suddenly from the bed, panting heavily.
It was still dark, and the nurse may have left only one bedside lamp to make it easier for him to sleep, making the room very dark.
Seeing the young man on the bed yelling, the nurse sat up from the bed, his face was pale, his bloodshot eyes were wide open, and he looked like he had woken up after dreaming of some horrible picture, so he went over to ask Said: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with you?"
"Turn on the light! Turn on the light!" Su Jinzhi shouted at the top of his voice. He urgently needs light now, and the darker the room, the more frightened he is.
The nurse was also frightened by his panicked and frightened voice, and turned on the light without saying a word. After a while, the outside of the corridor also lit up. Several night watch nurses came and gathered outside the small window to see the situation inside. Because what Su Jinzhi said just now was really miserable.
"You said that this world was all created by Jiang Lishan?" After the nurse confirmed that he had no signs of madness, Su Jinzhi curled up on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and he couldn't help trembling when he thought of the scene in his dream. I feel that if I go on like this, even if I am not crazy, I will definitely be mentally weak.
No. 1 was silent for a while, and said, "Not all of them."
Su Jinzhi was stunned, and asked, "What do you mean by not all?"
"Literally."
Su Jinzhi: "..."
"It's the same as if you didn't explain it."
Number One said: "Don't worry too much, Number Zero and I won't let you have trouble."
Su Jinzhi wanted to cry but had no tears: "But now I suffer from insomnia all night and night, and I can't sleep well."
"You can let Jiang Lishan accompany you." No. 1 encouraged him, "Or you can ask him if he would like to let you live in his dormitory."
Su Jinzhi was a little shocked: "Is it possible?"
"Yes, he is your attending doctor, and your status is very special, the higher-ups will not disagree."
Su Jinzhi asked No. 1: "What is my identity?"
No. 1 was silent for a while, then said, "A suspect in a murder case."
Su Jinzhi also fell silent, and finally said after a while: "You didn't lie to me?"
No. 1 made a rare joke with him: "I lied to you that I have candy?"
Su Jinzhi has been in Changshan Psychiatric Hospital for a long time. Based on how much the nurses and doctors valued him, the patients' fear of him, and his unusual blue hospital gown, Su Jinzhi already guessed it. He would definitely not be an ordinary mental patient, but he never thought that he would be a suspect in a murder case.
No wonder there are so many patients who have been quarantined because of violent tendencies, but they have to put a 24-hour guard nurse by his side.
Su Jinzhi was in a trance, but No. 1 comforted him: "Don't worry, I've already said that I'm just a suspect."
"What about Ai Shuai?" Su Jinzhi thought of Ai Shuai who was wearing the same color hospital gown as him.
No. 1 said succinctly: "He is just like you."
"Jiang Lishan is a criminal psychiatrist. You and Ai Shuai are both mentally ill prisoners. He needs to confirm your mental condition." No. 1 said, "But you are only a suspect, and it is not sure that the murderer is you, and Ai Shuai is the sure murderer." .”
Su Jinzhi didn't understand: "Then why hasn't he been sent to the electric chair yet?"
"Jiang Lishan needs to judge whether he was normal when he killed someone, or he was suffering from a disease." No. 1's voice was light and ethereal, "This determines his sentence."