The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

Zhi Xia and Shen Fu are in charge of wards 7 and 6 respectively.

The former has a low sense of presence, and the latter looks like cannon fodder, so when choosing the ward to be responsible for, others naturally take the lead.

After eating and returning to the ward area, Shen Fu lay on the glass at the door of Ward No. 7 and looked at the motionless girl inside, somewhat confused.

"Isn't this a mental hospital? Why is such a young child in here?"

Are such young children mentally ill?

Zhi Xia shook her head.

This is exactly her problem.

If there are no major problems, children of this age should be able to study in school without any worries.

Even if there are any problems, they should only be trivial things in life and occasional unfinished homework.

"What about you, what's the condition of your patient?" Zhixia asked Shen Fu.

"Oh, I don't know anything useful. I saw her name and age written on the information sheet in the ward. There is no other information."

The two exchanged a few words and then returned to their respective wards.

When Zai Xia, the nurse who accompanied him before, came in, she left without saying a word.

Looking at the nurse's leaving figure, Zhi Xia felt more and more that the key information of this game should be on Jing Ling.

Although it is a horror game, the game does not put them into a dead end without any reason or logic.

Unless they got themselves into this situation.

Zhixia thought for a while and decided to talk to Nurse Xu when her shift changed in the evening.

It was not until mid-afternoon that the person in the hospital bed gradually woke up.

Her body gradually became softer, and her eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Zhixia read the information sheet posted in the ward and knew that the girl had a very nice name, Fang Huihui.

"Hui Hui, you're awake." Zhi Xia stayed by Fang Hui Hui's bed. The moment Fang Hui Hui woke up, she handed the cup of warm water she had prepared in advance to the girl.

Fang Huihui raised her head and glanced at Zhi Xia, but said nothing.

Zhixia smiled, put down the cup, and introduced to Fang Huihui: "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhixia. I am a new doctor who is responsible for taking care of you. If Huihui has any questions, you can tell me. .”

Fang Huihui raised her head, with a bit of vigilance in her eyes, "Will you also force me to take medicine?"

The smile on Zhi Xia's face couldn't help but pause.

"Hui Hui doesn't want to take medicine?" Zhi Xia looked at Fang Hui Hui's defensive posture and felt a little confused.

"..." Fang Huihui said nothing, just leaned a little behind the bed.

The little girl is obviously 12 years old, but she looks like a ten-year-old child. At this moment, there is no trace of flesh on the girl's pale face. She looks more like she has been malnourished for a long time, but her eyes look like... There is an everlasting flame burning the little energy left in the girl.

Zhixia was a little confused and wanted to ask something, but she saw Fang Huihui burrowing directly into the quilt, covering her whole body in it.

Fang Huihui's voice was breathy, "You go out, I don't want to see you now."

Zhi Xia thought for a while, but still didn't go out.

Sitting beside Fang Huihui's bed, Zhi Xia stretched out her hand to caress the person under the quilt.

Fang Huihui curled up and was obviously shaking.

"Huihui, it's okay if you don't want to take medicine, but you have to tell me why you don't want to take medicine."

It can be seen that Fang Huihui's mood is very unstable now, and she is even in a state of panic.

Zhi Xia was not sure whether the current result was caused by the medicine in Fang Huihui's mouth just now.

Fang Huihui clutched the quilt tighter, "I'm not sick and I don't want to take medicine."

Zhi Xia: "..."

As we all know, the most common thing all mentally ill patients say is "I'm not sick."

……

Until other nurses came to take over their shifts at night, Fang Huihui still didn't get out of the quilt. No matter what Zhixia said, Fang Huihui never said a word.

Under the cold gaze of other NPCs, Zhixia swallowed what she wanted to say and followed Shen Fu who came to find her out the door.

No...

Now is not the time to ask these questions.

Along the way, Zhixia didn't speak, and Shen Fu didn't know what he was thinking. His usually noisy temperament was extremely quiet at the moment.

Everyone got off work together and returned to the west building intermittently.

Jing Ling stood at the door of the west building, with her back to them.

As the sun sets, the dim light falls on the wall at the entrance of the west building, illuminating the outside of the entire building. The door leading inside is closed. Looking in through the dusty glass on the door leaf, you can see that inside It was like a deep tunnel, so dark that the end could not be seen at all.

Hearing the noise, Jing Ling gradually turned around.

"Today is the first day of internship for everyone. Considering everyone's situation, we did not arrange night work for everyone on the first night. I hope everyone has a good rest tonight and can work as conscientiously and responsibly as today in the following days. Take care of our patients." Jing Ling looked at the people with different expressions and spoke slowly.

The others nodded, greeted Jing Ling one after another, then pushed the door open and went inside.

"Thank you, Nurse Xu."

"thanks, thanks."

Everyone squeezed their sore shoulders from time to time as they walked inside.

To be honest, the intensity of the day's work is really overwhelming, especially since they are not real doctors in the first place, and they are even more in a hurry to take care of these so-called mental patients.

You can even hear that some people have made an appointment to soak their feet and beat their backs together in the evening.

Zhixia did not go in with everyone. When Jing Ling was about to leave, Zhixia called her softly.

"Nurse Xu, I have a few questions to ask you, is that okay?"

"What's the problem?" Jing Ling didn't look back.

"I would like to ask, what disease does Fang Huihui in Ward 7 have?"

If it was mental illness, why did Fang Huihui look malnourished?

"Mental illness, this is all diagnosed by our hospital." Jing Ling's voice sounded, with a businesslike attitude.

"Then why is she so thin?" Zhixia refused to give up.

"Did you give her medicine today?" Jing Ling asked.

"...No, she doesn't want to take it." Zhi Xia hesitated for a few seconds and then said it truthfully. She didn't understand why Jing Ling suddenly asked about whether she had taken medicine.

"Every mentally ill patient will think that he is healthy and normal. It is normal for him not to want to take medicine. Do you want to believe what a mentally ill patient says? Since the patient did not take medicine on time today, ten points will be deducted."

After saying that, Jing Ling left.

At the window on the second floor, the other six people except Shen Fu were a little disapproving when they heard the boring conversation below.

Even if we try to understand the logic of mental patients, we don't know whether to say that the patient is seriously ill, or that there is something wrong with Zhixia's brain, and he deserves to be deducted points.

Soon, several people dispersed.