Want to kill the other party.

"Yes...I'm going to kill him." Dr. Zhang thought.

His expression gradually became ferocious. He grinned.

......

It's like a manic patient.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the door of Ward No. 380.

But... the new patient he hated was not inside the house.

At this moment, in front of Dr. Zhang, there was a hospital bed, a very small table, and a chair, and a telephone was placed on the table...

He actually felt extremely familiar with this scene... It was as if he had lived in this ward for many years......

Dr. Zhang frowned, and his behavior seemed to suddenly be out of control of consciousness.

He grabbed the phone in front of him by a silence.

“8~1~3~1~6~2~0”

He began to press the buttons on the phone... and while pressing, he muttered the numbers quietly.

But for some reason... his hands began to tremble, and then his whole body.

Soon, he dialed all the numbers, and when his fingers left the last button...

"Dou—Dou—"

The busy phone is on the phone.

Then the phone was connected, and on the other end of the phone was a girl's voice.

"Hello... This is xx City Mental Hospital... Can you please help me? Make an appointment, ask about the condition, doctor's guidance..."

The voice on the phone was very gentle and nice. You could even feel that the operator was a very beautiful girl, but Dr. Zhang listened to almost nothing, and for some reason, tears actually appeared in his eyes.

......

At this moment

The environment around him began to change.

The mental ward in front of me has disappeared, replaced by a residential building with two bedrooms and one living room, which is very warmly decorated. The sunlight outside the window passes through the gaps in the curtains, with a warm smell, gently scattered on the photo frame on the table. In the frame is a photo, a man and a woman in the photo hug each other, and her smile looks extremely sweet.

However, in the lower left corner of the photo frame, a drop of blood suddenly touched it...

If you look down along the drop of blood, you will find that there is still a pool of blood on the coffee table. The blood extends along the coffee table to the floor, gathering into a piece, spreading brightly to the living room... Finally, it turns into a long drag mark.

At that end... it was a girl who was quietly lying on the floor, and she was still wearing the clothes in the photo, but at this moment the blood stains under her had spread out, dyeing the clothes scarlet red.

Oh, by the way, the boy in that photo...is very similar to Dr. Zhang.

But I look much younger...

The phone in Dr. Zhang's hand had been hung up at some point. He looked at the scene around him with a confused expression.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice two wet marks sliding across his face, and he subconsciously wiped it with the hand that was not holding the phone.

Immediately afterwards, a smell of blood rushed into his nose.
Chapter completed!