My House of Horrors Chapter 1161: A sick world?

Chen Ge is separated from the outside world by a barbed wire window. Standing at the window, he can smell the fragrance of flowers, feel the sun, be blown by the breeze, and see the people he misses, but he is the Unable to get out.

The world outside is beautiful and real, but the world belongs to those outside.

Fingers grabbed the barbed wire, the rust rubbed against the skin, Chen Ge silently stared at the haunted house on the west side of the park, at the actress dressed as a ghost.

Although the other party put on ghost makeup, Chen Ge was still able to recognize her at a glance.

"You take good treatment, and when your symptoms are relieved and you can be discharged with the approval of the director, you can go to her." Dr. Gao was very kind to Chen Ge. He knew about Chen Ge's tragic experience, except for In addition to the doctor's responsibility to the patient himself, he also sympathized with Chen Ge very much.

"Can I go out when I'm sick?" Chen Ge longed for the outside world. He stared at the actress intently. The actress who was selling tickets in the paradise also seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at the hospital.

The eyes of the two met, and Chen Ge subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he soon discovered that the actress was not malicious, there was no discrimination or disgust in her eyes, just a curiosity.

Perhaps seeing Chen Ge's nervous look, the actress wearing Specter makeup showed a light smile.

It only took a second or two for the eyes to cross each other, and the actress started to work again, handing out flyers to passing tourists, holding up billboards, and vigorously recommending her haunted house.

"Is the former me like her, or is she playing the former me..."

Chen Ge always had two opposing thoughts in his mind. He couldn't tell whether it was instinct or a disease.

He didn't dare to think deeply. The pain that seemed to tear his head was not something that anyone could easily endure.

Seeing Chen Ge standing beside the window again as usual, Dr. Gao sighed softly and left quietly.

The light on the horizon gradually softened, and the dazzling sunlight added a touch of orange red. When the sunset was blocked by tall buildings, there were only burning clouds in the sky.

Beautiful and beautiful.

Chen Ge stood by the window for an afternoon, the temperature slowly dropped, and the cool night wind penetrated down his neckline, and he shivered.

"It's getting dark."

Touching his heart, Chen Ge's mind flashed the surveillance footage that Dr. Gao showed him just now: "Is that beast-like person in the video really me?"

Monitoring doesn't lie. Chen Ge subconsciously felt that the surveillance footage was trustworthy, and he seemed to have determined many things through surveillance before.

"The other one is Xu Yin? If the doctor didn't deceive me, when would he come?"

Looking at his body, Chen Ge felt a little unfamiliar. He leaned against the wall and sat on the bed.

It was already dark, but Chen Ge didn't choose to close the window. He always felt that he would be upset when he closed the window, and he felt that the whole room became depressed, like a labyrinth with no exit.

"I really want to get out of here."

The park outside the window is closed, but the lights are still on at the haunted house.

"Didn't she come home? Did she live in a haunted house?"

"It must be very hard to clean such a big haunted house alone. It would be great if someone came to help her."

"No, why is she alone? She should also have her own parents..."

Thinking of this, there was another tingling pain in Chen Ge's head. Parents seemed to be a taboo in his heart. As long as he thought about things related to his parents, his brain would feel severe pain.

Holding his head with both hands, Chen Ge growled in pain, wrinkling the sheets with both hands.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The knock on the door sounded, and Dr. Gao pushed open the door of the ward. After he saw Chen Ge's appearance, he immediately ran to the bedside and guided Chen Ge to resume breathing.

After the pain in the brain subsided, Chen Ge collapsed on the hospital bed.

"Let go of yourself, don't think wildly, and have a good night's sleep." After Dr. Gao stepped aside, Chen Ge realized that there was another person standing behind Dr. Gao.

The man was young, with a cold face, and appeared to have an affective disorder.

"For various reasons, two of your former patients moved out of this ward. This is your new roommate. His name is Zuo Han."

There are a total of three beds in the ward. The patient named Zuo Han did not communicate with Chen Ge. With a cold face, he directly chose the bed near the door.

"I hope you have a good time together."

Dr. Gao briefly introduced Zuo Han. During this period, Xu Wan sent meals to the ward. After Chen Ge and Zuo Han finished eating, Dr. Gao took out the medicine bottle in his pocket.

He watched Chen Ge and Zuo Han take the medicine before leaving with Xu Wan.

The wind blew into the ward along the window, Zuo Han was sitting near the door, Chen Ge was lying by the window, and there was a hospital bed between them.

Neither of them spoke. After about ten minutes, Chen Ge broke the silence: "If you feel cold, I can close the window."

"No." Zuo Han replied with only two words. He stood up and checked the door. After the ward was not locked, he lay on the bed with his shoes on.

"Do you sleep without taking off your shoes?" Chen Ge vaguely felt that the name Zuo Han was familiar, but his brain memory couldn't match the name with the face in front of him. He had just taken the drug, and his mind was running. The speed is noticeably slower.

Zuo Han stared at Chen Ge's face. After a long time, he said coldly: "I don't take off my shoes because I can escape from this room at any time."

"Why?" Chen Ge thought that he had also chosen to escape in the surveillance video. His brain became dull, but his senses were still sharp, which was like an instinct.

"Because you are in this room, you are a very dangerous patient." Zuo Han gave Chen Ge a white look.

"Five steps to laugh at a hundred steps, if you are not sick, you will not be imprisoned here." Chen Ge didn't feel how dangerous he was, he just felt that his mind was very messy, and he would feel severe pain after thinking a little bit. But if he stopped thinking for a long time, he felt that some memory fragments in his mind would disappear completely.

"I'm not sick, and there are indeed many people in this world who want to kill me. This is a fact, it's not that I'm sick." Zuo Leng Leng sneered: "Besides, even if I'm really sick, I'll talk to you. It's a far cry from that."

"You know me? Have you heard about me?" Chen Ge's eyes changed.

Zuo Han shook his head, he opened his mouth, revealing the white pill under the tip of his tongue: "The doctor only fed me half a pill, and I just saw that he fed you two full pills! So even if we If you are sick, then your sickness is much more serious than mine."

"You didn't take the medicine the doctor gave you?"

"The medicine is for patients. Why do I need to take medicine when I'm not sick?" Zuo Han got up and walked to the door. I'm going to be locked up for the rest of my life."

With the half tablet between his fingertips, Zuo Han grinds the tablet little by little. He is very cautious and does not stop until the tablet becomes ashes.

"Can I ask one more question, what kind of disease did the doctor say you have?" From Chen Ge's point of view, it was obvious that Zuo Han was not a normal person.

"They say I have severe persecution paranoia, but I don't believe a word of what they say, because I know that those doctors have bad intentions. They don't want to treat me at all, they want to harm me." /

"Why do you think so?" A man with persecutory paranoia was put in the hospital, he refused to take medicine, behaved strangely, and felt that the doctors were not saving him at all, but harming him. Instead, this symptom just shows that he really suffers from persecution delusional disorder.

"No reason." Zuo Han paused: "Intuition tells me that things are not that simple. There are many things in this world that have problems. I can't tell you the specifics. If I can leave this hospital, there will be countless kinds of things. The method can be proved.”

"Come on, then." Chen Ge looked at his plastered leg: "It's almost impossible for me to escape."

He has multiple bruises on his body, a severe fracture of one leg has not yet recovered, his brain is sometimes awake, sometimes chaotic, as long as he thinks deeply, he will experience severe pain, and there seems to be another beast-like personality hidden in his body.

In this case, Chen Ge didn't think he could escape from the hospital.

"I want to leave too." Chen Ge looked at the paradise outside the window. The paradise at night was dark and without any light.

The ward became quiet again, and neither Chen Ge nor Zuo Han spoke again.

Turn off the light by the bedside, Chen Ge lay in the darkness.

Wrapped in darkness, he had a very comfortable feeling, as if he was finally no longer being watched by others.

"I haven't done anything all day, but why am I still so sleepy? Is it because of the medicine?" His eyelids became heavy, and Chen Ge glanced at Zuo Han's bed before falling asleep.

Zuo Han didn't fall asleep. He didn't take off his clothes and shoes. He was lying on the bed like a cheetah, watching the door vigilantly, as if there would be a bad guy break into the door in the next moment.

……

In my ears, I could vaguely hear the sound of fingernails digging on the wooden board. Chen Ge opened his eyes in a daze, and he found a person standing at the door of the ward.

Zuo Han?

Chen Ge didn't speak, he moved his eyes while pretending to be asleep.

The quilt was bulging on the hospital bed near the door. Zuo Han seemed to have put a pillow under the quilt.

Did not dare to make any sound, Chen Ge quietly watched the figure in the dark.

About a few minutes later, the figure suddenly turned around, and he walked directly towards Chen Ge.

Without footsteps, the man moved slowly, then stopped beside Chen Ge's bed.

"Are you awake?"

Zuo Han's voice came from the figure's mouth. Chen Ge knew that he was found, so he didn't continue to pretend: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm going to run away." Zuo Han whispered: "From the first time I saw you, I thought you were very familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?"

"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Chen Ge's voice was also very low.

"When I first moved in, there seemed to be someone standing outside the door. I suspect that the doctor and nurse didn't go far, so I can't talk to you in detail." Zuo Han sat beside Chen Ge's bed: "I must be somewhere. It's not wrong to have seen you anywhere. After all, the first time I saw you, I didn't think you were dangerous, which was almost impossible for me."

"You know the doctor may be outside, why did you take the initiative to say that you didn't take medicine? Aren't you afraid they would hear it?" Chen Ge was a little puzzled.

"They know that I didn't take medicine, I said this to deliberately expose my flaws so that they can relax." Zuo Han stared at Chen Ge's face: "Use the flaws they know to numb them and let them relax. It creates a feeling of being in control, when in fact they don't know what's on my mind."

"You're pretty smart." Chen Ge instantly understood what Zuo Han meant, and the first conversation between Zuo Han and him didn't tell the truth.

Zuo Han suspected that the doctor was just outside the door. He deliberately said and did those things. He did not hesitate to expose some small details and confuse the doctor.

"When I see anyone in this world, I will feel a sense of caution in my heart, including the doctor and my parents, but you are the only exception." Zuo Han frowned: "It's strange, I'm still the first Open up like that to one stranger at a time."

"Maybe it's because I'm kinder?"

"Maybe." Zuo Han lowered his voice even lower: "It's very difficult for me to escape from this place alone. I need help. If you are willing to help me, I can take you out with me."

"Are you sure we can escape?" Chen Ge's mind flashed from time to time the surveillance footage that Doctor Gao showed him, and he was terrified that he was dominated by animal nature.

"Not sure, but I know if I stay here again, I'm afraid I'll really go crazy." Zuo Han sat on the hospital bed in the middle of the room: "It's three in the morning, and the nurses change the guard at zero in the evening. The hospital will be inspected at 0:00 and 3:00 in the morning, and each inspection lasts about half an hour.”

"How do you know this?" Chen Ge looked at Zuo Han with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Are you worried that I am from the hospital? Are you worried that I am testing you?" Zuo Han was not only not angry, but the cold expression on his face eased a lot: "It seems that you and I are indeed the same people, we They all doubted the world in their hearts. In fact, it's not us, but the world, you and I have realized that we live in a sick world."

Hearing Zuo Han's last sentence, Chen Ge felt a chill in his heart for no reason, as if the words "morbid world" had some kind of strong psychological implication, and he instinctively felt extremely disgusted with these words. It seems that only the enemy of life and death would say such words.

"Is this world really sick? Is it me who is sick? Or this world?" Chen Ge's head started to hurt again.

"Are you alright?" Zuo Han frowned. What he was looking for was a helper, not a burden. Chen Ge's body was too weak.

"My head often hurts inexplicably. Do you have similar symptoms?" Chen Ge forced himself to calm down. He sorted out his emotions, and then found something very strange. What he hated in his heart was only The word sick world, this disgust is not aimed at Zuo Han.

"My head never hurts, I have to stay awake at all times to deal with all kinds of dangers." Zuo Han returned to his bedside and kept a distance from Chen Ge: "At 3:30 in the morning, I Will leave the ward, and then I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"I'm not very good now, I'm afraid I can't help you." Chen Ge felt that it was better not to be impulsive.