Chapter 209 (1/2)
On the night of amputation, Meng Zijian went to bed very early. He couldn't bear it. He had not had a good sleep for three consecutive days, so he had a deep sleep that night.
Meng Zijian was awakened by a strange sound when he was in a daze. He opened his eyes and found that two other people in the ward were fighting with each other. Meng Zijian was most worried about this situation. He was afraid of harming the innocent himself, so he did not go forward to stop him. He just sat up and watched with vigilance.
On a closer look, it's not two people fighting. Rather, it's the young patient with emotional disorder who puts the old sleepwalker on the bed and pinches his neck. The night wanderer, who was pinched by his neck, struggled hard at first, and his mouth purred. Later, he was silent and did not struggle any more. However, the young man continued to pinch his neck.
Meng Zijian felt terrible. Was that man dead? Maybe. It is said that the strength of a psychotic attack is great, and the strength is pinched on the neck. Moreover, he is a madman, and he may die.
Meng Zijian thinks that what he is facing is a person who is about to be strangled and a person who has a mental attack. He can't help but scream.
Meng Zijian's frightful and shrill scream made the young man raise his head involuntarily. Meng Zijian saw a pair of ferocious faces. His eyes turned red and showed fierce light. Meng Zijian screamed even more. He was panicked and wanted to escape, but because of his confusion, he fell from the bed to the ground.
When he was trembling to get up, his ferocious face and blood red eyes appeared in front of him. Meng Zijian screamed and grasped instinctively with his hands in panic. This irritated the other party. Meng Zijian's neck was also pinched. His hands pinched his throat like a pair of pliers, which made him feel like he was about to suffocate.
Is this how you die? Died in the hands of a psychopath? Meng Zijian thought sadly.
Just when Meng Zijian felt that he was hanging up in such a sad way, the clamp on his neck was loose.
Meng Zijian sat up and took a big breath of air and coughed fiercely. A man came to comfort his chest. Meng Zijian thought that he was the mental patient, so he screamed and hit the man. The mouth can not help but roar, and then it seems that there are two people and three people together to press crazy kick Meng Zijian.
Meng Zijian vaguely heard someone say: ”this one also broke out, give him a shot to calm down.”
Meng Zijian knew that he was a doctor, but he had no time to react, so he was punctured.
The tingling and fright made him scream more terrifying instinctively, but gradually, he lost consciousness.
When Meng Zijian woke up, he found himself tied up in a room just like the day he had just entered the hospital.
Before coma, all sorts of scenes appear in front of you. Night wandering God is strangled in bed by the mental illness suffering from emotional disorder. Is it really strangled? Meng Zijian was pinched for a short time and was about to suffocate. The night wanderer was pinched for such a long time. He must have died, and he was almost strangled. Thinking of his ferocious face and blood red eyes, Mencius was still in fear. He did not know when such a nightmare life would end. Knowing that he would be sent here to endure such torture and suffering, he would rather go to prison, at least without the danger and endless fear of life in his cell.