Chapter 304 My Daily Life of Mental Illness 3
Yunyan stayed in the mental hospital for more than a month.
What does it feel like to be around a group of mentally ill people? If you stay with them for a long time, you may become a mentally ill person sooner or later.
Yunyan felt that her performance in the past month had been good enough, and the nurse often praised her.
She decided to talk to the dean.
"Knock down."
There was a knock on the door of the dean's office, and the Mediterranean man inside said, "Come in."
Yunyan walked into the dean's office with a smile on her face, followed by two nurses.
"Dean, I'm here to apply for discharge."
The dean leaned back tactically, then cleared his throat and said, "I heard from Xiao He and the others that you have performed very well in the past month and are becoming more and more like a normal person."
Yunyan complained in her heart that she was actually a normal person.
The dean scratched the few hairs on his head and continued, "Okay, then take a test first!"
The dean pushed a set of psychiatric discharge test questions that he had prepared in advance in front of Yunyan.
Yunyan was a little confused.
"Dean, is this a written answer? Isn't it an oral question like last time?"
The dean shook his head and said, "Just do the written test first. I'll ask you about the oral test later."
Yunyan nodded and worked on the questions quietly. The dean next to her was observing her.
Then he secretly exchanged glances with the caregiver next to him, as if to say that his emotions were quite stable.
Yunyan finished all the questions in less than half an hour.
I saw the nurse next to him brought a shield to the dean, and the dean held the shield in front of him.
Yunyan wondered what was going on. Could it be that there were terrorists in this mental hospital?
The caregiver was also fully armed, and looked confused when he looked at Yunyan.
Xiao He kindly reminded.
"Guess how the dean got bald?"
Yunyan immediately understood that she shouldn't look at the dean with a normal person's mindset.
The dean must have his reasons. This may seem a bit exaggerated, but it must be the lessons learned from previous blood and tears.
Yunyan was a little amused and helpless. A mentally ill person who suddenly fell ill was indeed no different from a terrorist.
The dean cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now I want to ask you a question."
Yunyan sat in her seat, remained calm, and answered every question from the dean seriously.
About ten minutes later, the dean and his colleagues removed their protective gear.
The dean breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this person didn't suddenly jump up and pull his hair like the previous one.
He had a relieved smile on his face, and his round, chubby face looked silly.
"Yes, it's good. It seems that the medicine I took during this period is very effective. My mood is stable and there are no major problems with the questions I do."
"Well, you will stay in the hospital for a month for observation. If you continue to behave well during this period, I will contact your family to take you out."
Yunyan nodded with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, Dean! I'll go back first then."
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Ever since Yunyan passed the first round of tests, she was no longer accompanied by two caregivers.
She is now among the group of patients who are being kept in the hospital for observation, and her discharge is just around the corner.
Yunyan was taking a fresh air in the yard as usual. Looking around, she was the only one who looked normal.
Others barked like dogs, climbed trees, and danced while hugging pillars.
At this time, a fat boy next to her waved to her.
"come here!"
He had a mysterious smile on his face and his eyes were shining, as if he had discovered something new.
Yunyan didn't want to pay attention to him, but the fat man happily pulled her over.
The fat man pointed to a pile of weeds by the wall and said, "There are good things here."
Yunyan frowned. She had suffered enough losses in staying here for more than a month.
She turned around and was about to leave, but the fat man held her hand and refused to let go.
"There's really good stuff in there, and I want to share it with you."
Yunyan said perfunctorily: "I don't want your goodies. I'm leaving."
The fat guy suddenly sat on the ground and cried like a 300-pound child.
"Wuwuaaaaah, sister, I am going to share with you, please don't leave."
"Wuwuaaaaaah! Don't go!"
The fat man's crying aroused the curiosity of other people around him, and a group of mentally ill people all gathered around to watch the fun.
Yunyan said helplessly: "Then tell me what good things are in here?"
The fat man stopped crying and spoke with sobs.
"Here, there's chocolate in here. I want to share it with you."
When the others heard the word chocolate, everyone's eyes lit up.
The mentally ill people swarmed over and reached out to grab the chocolate in the grass.
Yunyan took a step back. She didn't believe there was any chocolate.
Sure enough, after the crowd dispersed.
Yunyan saw chocolate-colored feces on their hands.
But this group of people looked so proud, as if they had obtained something precious.
The fat man ran towards Yunyan with a handful of feces.
"Hehe, sister, I'll give you some chocolate."
Yunyan's pupils trembled, and her whole face showed "Don't come over here!"
But the fat man ran faster and faster, becoming more and more excited.
Yunyan could only retreat tactically and run quickly to other places.
The other mentally ill patients holding feces saw the fat man chasing Yunyan, so they also chased after him with feces in their hands.
This is the scene that happened in the mental hospital.
Yunyan was running frantically in front, followed by a group of mentally ill people with shit on their hands.
She ran through all the buildings of the mental hospital, but still couldn't get rid of the shitty plaster behind her.
The group of caregivers had already run away, and no one wanted to be involved in the defense.
Yunyan cursed the main system 100 times in her heart. What sin had she committed to experience such a painful life?
Yunyan had no choice but to run to the dean's office.
The dean was thinking about life in the corridor, and from a distance he saw a group of mentally ill patients rushing towards him like zombies.
He was horrified and quickly retreated to the office. He couldn't afford to lose any more of his few hairs.
Yunyan rushed into the office just before the dean closed the door and locked it.
She was breathing heavily, and the dean next to her was looking at her as if he were guarding against a thief.
"You, Fu Yunyan, are you sick again? You brought such a large group of people to my office."
Yunyan shook her head, her eyes filled with sadness.
"Dean, I'm a victim too!"
"They all brought their shit to share with me. Do you know how I spent these few minutes?"
"I ran to every corner of the mental hospital, but no one came out to stop them. I had no choice but to run to your side."
Upon hearing this, the dean's guard relaxed a lot.
"Is that so? It seems you are not in the same group with them."
Yunyan nodded.
"Of course I'm not in the same group with them. I've already said that I've returned to normal."
Yunyan turned her head and looked at the door, she pointed at the window.
"Dean, please look at the window."