Chapter 11 Showdown! I'm the head of the mental hospital

   "This is the doctor's choice, do you want to violate her order?"

   Put away the computer, Su Jinmian smiled, but this smile always makes people feel creepy.

   This is the doctor's own choice, and she is just following orders.

   As for the final result, it was beyond her scope of thinking.

   "I advise you, do your duty well and stop meddling in other things."

  Su Jinmian threw him the data of Experiment 118 that had just been released.

  Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of the glass cover of the culture medium breaking and the screams of the experimenters.

  …

   "Hey, why hasn't she woke up yet? She shouldn't. Didn't Dr. Li say that she would wake up this afternoon?"

  A melodious voice passed by Cen Qing's ears.

  Sunlight poured down from the gap in the curtains and landed on the girl's bed, bringing a slight warmth.

  The pain gradually disappeared, Cen Qing's eyelids moved, and his mind also came to his senses.

  The tip of his nose smelled of disinfectant, and the TV was playing today's weather forecast for the whole day.

   "On October 18th, in Xincheng District, Jinjiang City, sunny to cloudy, the temperature is 17 to 25 degrees Celsius, and it is expected that there will be light rain at 5 pm..."

  This seems to be a modern society. Could it be that she is wearing it again?

  Cen Qing opened his eyes, just in time to meet the surprised eyes of the little nurse.

   "Dean Cen, you finally woke up, I'll call Dr. Li."

  Dean?

   It seems that this place should still be in an illusion.

  【Sub-quest 1, ask the host to find Jiangci】

  The voice of the system clearly landed in Ah Cen Qing's mind.

   Even shattered her last hope.

   Well, she's still in the book.

  【Aren’t you unable to appear in the illusion? 】

  Remembering what the system said to her before, Cen Qing asked.

   But the only answer to her was endless silence...

  Hurrying footsteps came from outside the door, Cen Qing raised his head upon hearing the sound, but just in time saw a man in a white coat.

   There was a pen hanging in his pocket, and a thick stack of medical records in his hand.

   "Xiao Cen..., oh no, how does Dean Cen feel, is there anything uncomfortable?"

  Li Licheng glanced at the data on the instrument, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

   All indicators are normal.

   As for other things, he can't do anything.

   Just as he was approaching her, Cen Qing glanced sharply at the nameplate pinned to his collar—

   Li Licheng, attending physician of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital.

   This is a mental hospital!

  The key is that she is also the dean of a mental hospital!

   What kind of magical illusion is this?

   Cen Qing wants to cry but has no tears.

   Standing up suddenly, Cen Qing pulled open the heavy curtains.

  Sunlight rushed into the room immediately, sprinkled on the girl's body, and coated her with a golden glow.

   What greets the eyes is the green grass, and the fragrance of flowers seeps in through the gaps in the windows.

   Here it is...before the apocalypse happens!

  But if it is at this point in time, how will Jiang Ci's ability test proceed?

  Thinking of this, Cen Qing felt that the hospital seemed too quiet.

  It was lifeless, except for her room, there was no sound.

   "Is there a patient named Jiang Ci?"

  Since she is the dean, she must act like the dean.

   Cen Qing's commanding words successfully made Li Licheng frowned.

   "Why did you find him, didn't you hate him the most before?"

   It was only when the little nurse beside him tugged on his sleeve that Li Licheng's tone softened.

   "It's not visiting time yet. If the dean wants to see him, I'm afraid he will have to wait until lunch time."

   After reorganizing the language, Li Licheng looked at her and shook his head.

  The difference in tone before and after is simply one sky and one earth, which confused Cen Qing.

   It stands to reason that she is his immediate superior, how dare an attending physician talk to the dean like that?

  Looking at her surprised expression, Li Licheng sighed directly, and said to the nurse beside him,

   "Let's change clothes with her, just follow the original one."

   After speaking, Li Licheng left the ward.

  The little girl is pretty, why is she suffering from hypochondria?

  If it weren't for someone from above to say hello, he wouldn't care about this serious condition.

   She had to follow her heart.

  Hey, beating workers is too difficult.

  Watching off Li Licheng's leaving figure, Cen Qing became more and more wrong.

  She is a healthy adult, why does she need someone to change her clothes?

   "I can change the clothes myself."

   After taking the blue and white striped clothes that the little nurse took out from the closet, Cen Qing stared wide-eyed.

  This is a hospital gown, dear!

   "Did you take the wrong clothes?"

  Cen Qing asked again without giving up.

   "Oh, these are the clothes only the dean can wear."

  The little nurse coaxed patiently, as if coaxing a disobedient child.

   But this girl is indeed pitiful. After her family sent her here, she never showed her face.

   After paying 20 years of nursing and medical expenses, he left directly.

   Alas, cruel parents.

  Obviously Xiao Qingqing is very cute.

   It's just a fantasy that is a bit unrealistic, but it won't cause any harm to others.

  The key is that she obviously has a cute face, but she wants to pretend to be the majesty of the dean.

  The **** are fierce and the **** are fierce, it just hit her girl's heart!

   "But this is a hospital gown!"

  Cen Qing couldn't care less about the girly heart of the person in front of him, he pulled her wrist and said excitedly,

   "I'm not a patient, I'm normal, don't you have equipment, just test!"

  But the little nurse just comforted her with a smile, and said softly,

   "I know our little Qingqing is a normal person, shall we go down for lunch first?"

  I thought she had heard her own words in her heart.

  But when Cen Qing heard what she said later, his face darkened.

   All right, coaxing the kids again.

  【It’s better for the host to wait and see what happens, everything here seems to be a little bit wrong】

   After finally recovering some energy, the system quickly came out to remind the host.

   "By the way, didn't you just want to see Patient No. 1 Jiang Ci? You can meet him during lunch."

  The little nurse put the large hospital gown on her body.

  Seeing that Cen Qing is so well-behaved, she still has a sense of accomplishment in raising a baby by herself.

   "Patient 1?"

   Cen Qing frowned.

  I always feel that this number has a lot of background.

   "He is the first patient admitted to our mental hospital, so the serial numbers are arranged in this order, do you understand, my Dean Cen."

   After fastening the last button, the little nurse showed a satisfied smile.

  The last sentence is full of ridicule.

   "Then what is my number?"

   Cen Qing asked.

  Looking down, she saw the little nurse pointing to the golden nameplate on her chest—

   Patient No. 118, Cen Qing.

   Well, she's a psycho, and she has a showdown.

  (end of this chapter)