
My Mental Hospital is Connected to the Abyss
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Lin Ye counted the scraping sound of nails coming from behind the green-painted wooden door in the corridor, exactly every seventeen seconds. When he stood in front of the door, the blood seeping out from under the door slowly twisted on the wall, forming a bloody notice: Welcome to join us. There are still 72 hours until the abyss is completely invaded. [Rule 1: Please select patients and form the first ward. [Rule 2: Don't believe any patient's words, especially those you take in personally. There is no redemption here, only healing. Electroconvulsive therapy is the restraint of strange thunder; cognitive behavioral modification is the seal of tampering with the thoughts of evil spirits. Imprisoning the resentful spirits in the catharsis room as emotional sandbags, and letting the mirror ghost squat in the mobile phone screen as a global surveillance system - Lin Ye used a treatment schedule to manage this abyss branch in an orderly manner. Until the seventh day, a paranormal investigator kicked open the door of his office and asked with a trembling voice: "How many S-class weirdos are locked up in this building?!" Lin Ye took off her bloody rubber gloves, smiled slightly, and pointed to the mirror behind her: "Not much. But if you don't put down the gun..." "I've reserved a spot for you on the next treatment bed."
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