Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

As if aware that someone was looking at her, Wang Na turned around slowly. The pale face was so vicissitudes that Zhao Ke almost couldn't recognize her. It seemed that the time had transformed her from a 30-year-old woman into a Like 50 years old.

Although she couldn't see it, when Wang Na stared at the cat's eyes, she could feel Zhao Ke staring at her.

"you!"

Immediately, Wang Na jumped up from the ground as if a frying pan had exploded, and slammed her head against the door, her eyes pinching the peephole on the door, and screamed, "You! It's you! You ruined me!! You are the one who destroyed me!" It's a murderer, a murderer!!!"

With a piercing scream, he banged on the door with both hands.

It's just a pity that although Zhao Ke could feel her pain and hatred, he couldn't really hear her voice.

The door of the room was wrapped with two layers of sound-proof cotton, not to mention her screams, even if he set off firecrackers inside, no sound could be heard outside.

Wang Na's commotion inside became louder and louder, and soon attracted the attention of the monitoring room.

"Jingle Bell…"

Accompanied by the sound of the medical cart being pushed, a group of strong and powerful nurses, wearing white stab-proof clothing and masks, walked quickly from the corridor with riot forks and electric batons.

"Back back, back up!"

These nurses asked Zhao Ke to back away, and one of the nurses took out another key from his pocket.

After opening the door, two nurses stabbed Wang Na in with an explosion-proof fork, forcing Wang Na to the ground. The fork was right on her chest, making it impossible for her to stand up.

The other nurses rushed forward quickly, and pressed her to the ground with the most brutal means. After pulling off her pants, a nurse brought a sedative, aimed it, and stabbed her down with a needle.

"No! Don't, I'm not crazy, I'm fine, I'm not crazy, don't give me diazepam, I'll be addicted!"

Wang Na struggled frantically on the ground, but she was only a woman, so how could she be the opponent of several sturdy nurses, she felt difficult even when she was pressed to the ground.

"What did you do!"

A middle-aged doctor walked over quickly, looked at Zhao Ke, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ke didn't have any impression of this middle-aged doctor. He seemed to be a new doctor who came here after he left.

A faint response: "Family!"

"Sorry, visiting patients is not allowed here, you go away!"

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Wang Na suddenly grabbed the arm of the nurse on the left, looked at the tattoo on his hand, and screamed, "He! He made someone rape me!"

Zhao Ke and the doctor were stunned at the same time when they heard the words, the doctor turned his head subconsciously and looked at Zhao Ke.

"To shut up!"

The nurse who was grabbed by Wang Na shook off Wang Na's hand and stabbed Wang Na's body with the electric baton at the same time.

"Zizzizi..."

The sound of strong current made Wang Na roll her eyes upwards, and soon she passed out.

She had hallucinations recently, so the effect of the medicine was increased, and an extra diazepam was given to her.

After the middle-aged doctor finished speaking, he looked back at Zhao Ke, and found that Zhao Ke was staring at him with squinted eyes.

I don't know why, although the two seem to be about the same age, being stared at by this person makes Han Peng feel a little nervous.

"That... recently she..."

When he spoke again, Han Peng's tone suddenly softened a lot, and he pointed to his head, which meant that Wang Na's spirit was not clear.

However, at this moment, Wang Na suddenly opened her eyes, sat up straight, stared at Zhao Ke, and said, "I have what you want, save me, and I will tell you the truth!"

The cold tone made all the nurses look ugly, especially after hearing the word "truth" from Wang Na's mouth.

The nurse with the tattoo on his hand, his eyes darkened, picked up the electric baton in his hand and stabbed it, but Wang Na suddenly reached out, grabbed the thick wrist, and punched the nurse's lower body.

"Crack!"

There was a clear cracking sound, but everyone couldn't help subconsciously tightening their legs.

"schizophrenia!"

The familiar expression changed, and Zhao Ke couldn't help but shudder. This kind of symptom is definitely schizophrenia, but it seems that Wang Na seems to have only one schizophrenia.

And what I want to know is hidden in Wang Na's other personality, so I used ghosts to confuse me at the time, but I didn't ask about my seven personalities.

After Wang Na finished speaking, she rolled her eyelids and fell heavily on the ground, this time she really passed out.

"Ahem! Sir, since you are a family member, let's go up and discuss the illness."

Seeing this, the doctor immediately winked and asked the nurses to clean up immediately, while he walked up to Zhao Ke and said very politely.

"Oh, the condition is good."

Zhao Ke raised his brows, squinted his eyes and looked at the ward again, and saw that where Wang Na was staying just now, there was a line of very inconspicuous small words: "Come and see me tonight!"

Chapter 219 Hot Pot

"Please sit down, I'm Han Peng, Wang Na's attending doctor! The relationship between you and Wang Na is..."

Han Peng took Zhao Ke into the office, invited Zhao Ke to sit down, and politely asked Zhao Ke what was his relationship with Wang Na.

Zhao Ke was sitting on the chair, with golden pupils in his left eye, scanning the surrounding walls, until he saw the unremarkable doll in the corner.

Zhao Ke couldn't help raising his brows, stood up suddenly from the chair, and strode in front of the doll.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

Seeing this, the expression on Han Peng's face could not help but change a little, and one hand calmly pressed towards the siren under the table.

But before his hand touched the siren, Zhao Ke suddenly grabbed his collar, lifted him from the table, and threw him to the ground.

With one hand, he picked up the doll on the bookshelf, twisted off the doll's head, and pulled it out, a small camera.

Stepping up to Han Peng, staring at Han Peng's face with indifferent eyes, Zhao Ke thought about it carefully, and had a little impression of this face.

"Wang Na is your... teacher!"

Zhao Ke remembered that he once saw a photo of Wang Na and his students in Wang Na's office, and there was a face in it, which was very similar to Han Peng's.

"Yes... yes... yes, but she's gone crazy now and killed someone."

Han Peng was stared at by Zhao Ke, making hair all over his body, as if the person staring at him was more like a wolf, with sharp and indifferent eyes. This kind of eyes reminded Han Peng of the eyes of those murderers.

As a psychologist, Han Peng also personally went to the prison and had close contact with those condemned prisoners. He will never forget this look of disregard for life.