The dean, who had been tortured by the hallucinations, received a psychological cue and immediately covered his chest and let out a scream.

"No! My heart is on fire. I now feel a tingling in my heart, like a needle stick. It hurts me to death. I feel tight in my chest and I can't breathe. Save me, I really do dying."

The doctor scolded, "Ma Xiaoli, you beast, the dean has a heart attack, and you deliberately hinted at him like this, do you still have humanity? You really don't want to kill him, you are not reconciled."

Half of the head smiled and said, "Doctor, I am helping the dean. Look at how hard the dean is now. Anyway, a good person like him should not be tortured so miserably. I will give him this now. This kind of psychological hint is to simply end his life and end his pain, do you understand? I am helping him. Would you like to watch the poor dean continue to be tortured? The dean is almost sixty. A year-old man has a heart attack. How can he endure such torture? Why don't I give him a good one now. Because the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain, it is simply settled."

The doctor said, "Ma Xiaoli, you are simply a beast. Can you say this? Have you forgotten all the dean's kindness to you?"

Half of the head smiled and said, "I have said it, I am helping the dean. It is because I remember those kindnesses, so I want to end his life as soon as possible and help him get rid of pain." After speaking, he said aloud, " Dean, now your heart is shrinking constantly under the scorching flames, turning into a hard rock. Thick smoke, large swaths of smoke, surround you. You are surrounded by thick smoke, and the thick smoke has penetrated Your nasal cavity enters your lungs. Now you are severely hypoxic. You are like a fish that accidentally jumped ashore. You lie there with your mouth open in vain, but you can’t breathe any oxygen. Dean, Do you have a strong sense of suffocation now? You will soon die from lack of oxygen. Dean, do you have difficulty breathing now?"

At the end, the voice of half of the head's head became vicious and weird, just like the sound of a demon from hell.

The dean couldn't bear it anymore, he let out a harsh scream, and there was no more groans in the cabinet.

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Oh, there is no sound in the cabinet. The dean is dead, right?"

This is the end of the matter, and everyone has this idea. The dean was originally weakened by claustrophobia, and the horrible scene described by half of his head kept suggesting that it led to death, which was reasonable.

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses and exclaimed in unison, "President, how are you? Dean, can you hear our voice?"

But there was no sound in the cabinet, deathly silence.

Half of the head smiled, "Idiots, don't shout, the dean is dead."

The doctor said angrily, "Ma Xiaoli, the director is dead, you are the murderer."

"Why buckle me such a big hat? I know that killing is a capital crime, but I don't care, because I'm already a dead person. And I killed Li Yuping before, and my death is worth it."

The doctor said, "Ma Xiaoli, I'm really speechless for your behavior. You are so perverted. Although Li Yuping is straightforward, she is gentle and kind, and the dean is so kind to you, so two good people will be killed by you. Yes. You are right from wrong."

Half of the head sneered, "What is right and wrong? Is there any right and wrong in this world?"

The doctor wanted to scold him back, but was persuaded by the nurses.

"Doctor, ignore her, she is a lunatic right now."

Half of his head faced the cabinet and laughed triumphantly, "Dean, I'm so sorry to see that you are troubled by hallucinations. I really can't stand it anymore. Why don't I help you end this endless pain."

"Asshole! Ma Xiaoli, you are simply a beast. You killed the dean, and you can still laugh."

Half of the head sneered, "Everyone thinks it's good to be alive, but how many people live better than to die. Rather than live unhappy, it is better to die and be completely liberated. Now, the dean is liberated. You should do it for him. It’s right to be happy."

"You bastard, a **** like you should die."

"I'm dead, so death doesn't matter to me."

As soon as the voice fell, the Siamese cat who had been obediently in Zhuang Mengdie's arms suddenly wailed, jumped out of her arms and pounced on the half of her head.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Mengdie immediately exclaimed, "Meow, come back quickly, but don't jump on her. Half of her head is full of brain drain and blood. If it touches her, it can be disgusting. "

Half of the head flashed to the side, avoiding the Siamese cat's sneak attack, gritted his teeth and said, "Huh! So, are you using these words to describe me? Disgusting? Huh? Is my appearance really disgusting?"

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, "To tell you the truth, it's really disgusting. Because you have only half of your head left, and the hair on your face is covered with brain and blood. You'd better find a mirror, take a good photo, and see what you are now. Look like."

Half of the head said angrily, "No! I don't know how to look in the mirror. I know I look ugly now."

Whoops——

The Siamese cat attacked again, arching up and leaping towards the half of the head.

Half of the head said fiercely, "It's just a kitten, do you think I will be afraid of you? Since you are very used to biting people, let us compare and see who bites more painfully? Come on, you Stupid kitten." After speaking, he opened his mouth and greeted him.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at it and exclaimed badly. He hurriedly grabbed the chair beside him, raised it, and smashed it down according to the half of his head.

That half of his head was just taking care of the Siamese cat, where he noticed Zhuang Mengdie's sneak attack and was hit.

Of course, Zhuang Mengdie’s original intention was to worry about her cat being bitten, and she had no choice but to make a move. It was a miracle that she could hit unexpectedly.

He heard a bang, the head was hit and fell to the floor with a muffled noise.

At the same time, a glass ball-like thing fell from the half of the head.

The Siamese cat whimpered immediately, jumped to the glass ball-like thing, squatted down, widened his eyes, staring at the glass ball without blinking.

Half of the head immediately let out a sighing roar.

"No! Stupid little fat cat, please stay away from my eyes."

Zhuang Mengdie said in surprise, "Oh my god, is that thing actually her eyeballs?"

Ye Tian opened his eyes, looked carefully, and smiled, "Isn't it? The accidental face is white, and the inside is black. What is it that is not the eyeballs?"