The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 66: Let her treat the mentally ill?
The paper man coughed lightly and said, "My two arms are just broken. I want your arms, not your life. Although you have lost your two arms, you can still survive."

Song Mang: “…”

This ghost has some conscience, but not much.

Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "Although you were torn to death, you are now a ghost. You should be able to piece your broken soul back together, right? What do you mean your arm is broken?"

Hearing this, anger and fear appeared on the paper man's face.

"Because someone is destroying my body!"

The paper man said.

“After I die, my soul can indeed be pieced back together piece by piece, but someone is using special methods to destroy my body, so my broken arm can never be pieced back together again!

Yesterday I couldn’t put one arm back together, and today I can’t put both arms back together! Maybe one day, these parts of my body will disappear piece by piece!"

Song Mang thought about what happened in the mirror just now.

It was exactly as she said. Yesterday, Zhang Minghua's soul only had one arm broken, but today it had both arms broken.

The paper man looked at Song Mang expectantly again, "Just now you said you would help me find the body, is that true? If...if you can really help me find the body, I can take you away from here, I know how to leave!"

"Do you know how to get to the underground garage?"

Song Mang remembered that the comments in the live broadcast last night said that the exit of this copy was in the underground garage.

But the entrance to the underground garage is hard to find.

When she was walking around the first floor yesterday, she found that there were no stairs in the building, only an elevator.

But the buttons in the elevator only have floors one to five.

Generally speaking, underground garages are on the first floor below ground, but there are no stairs in this place and the elevator can't go to the first floor below ground, so she doesn't know how to get into the underground garage.

In the live broadcast room yesterday, someone shared where they found the entrance to the underground garage.

But Song Mang discovered that the entrance location shared by each person who passed the level was different. In other words, the entrance location of the underground garage was changing!
“There is no underground garage here.”

The paper man suddenly said.

Song Mang paused, "What do you mean? Are you saying that there is no underground garage now? Or, there was no underground garage when you worked here before?"

"When I worked here before, there was no underground garage. After I was transferred, the hospital soon closed down and became abandoned, making it even more impossible to build an underground garage."

"..."

Song Mang's expression became somewhat solemn.

The information Zhang Minghua said was very different from that given by the audience in the live broadcast room. She was more inclined to believe what was said in the live broadcast room's barrage because more than one person left the copy from the underground garage.

Did Zhang Minghua lie to her?
Song Mang stared at the paper man for a while and remained skeptical about her words.

She asked, "How do we get out of here?"

But the paper man didn't tell her, "You haven't agreed to help me find the body yet. If you help me find it, I will take you away from this damn place."

"I'll try my best."

Song Mang did not give a definite answer, "I just came here, I don't know this place very well, and I can't guarantee that I can find your body."

The paper man sighed, "Well, it seems I have to rely on myself. But thank you for the body and money, I won't follow you!"

Bang.

The paper man pushed open the bathroom door and went out, then left Song Mang's duty room.

Song Mang closed the door of the bathroom again, went to the toilet, and then washed up before coming out. As soon as she came out, she saw the male doctor from yesterday waiting for her outside the duty room.

"Why don't you come to work yet?"

When the male doctor saw her, he said anxiously, "The patients downstairs are about to quarrel. They all came to you for treatment. Please go down and treat them!"

The male doctor rushed over and grabbed Song Mang, dragged her out of the duty room, and the man and the ghost entered the elevator.

Inside the elevator.

The male doctor looked at her with a strange expression and said, "Why are your sleeves empty? Oh, how come both of your arms are broken today! How can you treat patients like this? They will make trouble later!"

"..."

She is not a real doctor, how can she treat patients?

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of patients are they? I'm not feeling well lately and I'm not in a good state at work. How about you help me see a doctor? Aren't you a doctor too?"

The male doctor's expression froze for a moment.

After a long time, he said, "Those are old patients in the hospital. You are the only one who understands their conditions best and knows how to treat them.

I don't know them at all. If I go to see a doctor for you and say something wrong, they will probably beat me up!"

Song Mang was surprised. "They'll beat people up if they say something wrong? These patients are too violent!"

“There’s nothing we can do about it. In addition to suffering from special mental illnesses, they all have mania!
When you go to the clinic later, remember to put away all your things, lest they suddenly go crazy and hit you with whatever they have at hand!"

While talking, the elevator reached the first floor.

They came out of the elevator and the male doctor took Song Mang to a new consulting room.

The male doctor had just put away most of the things in the clinic when a lot of mentally ill patients in hospital gowns came to the door strangely.

Those strange faces were pale and their eyes were filled with strong resentment, as if they would start smashing things in the next second.

The male doctor saw the patient coming and ran to Song Mang and said, "There are more than ten of them here, you better be careful with your words! If they all go crazy and beat people up, the two of us won't be able to handle it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a patient came in.

He sat in front of the table and said with a face full of resentment, "Doctor, I feel that everyone in this hospital is unlucky to me. I have been unlucky since I came here. Can you kill them all? Then no one can be unlucky to me!"

Song Mang didn't know how to answer, so she looked at the male doctor next to her.

As a result, the male doctor just shook his head and nodded at her, leaving her completely confused as to what he meant.

Next to her, Yindie was broadcasting live on her mobile phone.

Song Mang took a look at the comments in the live broadcast room, wanting to see how others responded to the situation.

As a result, no one gave her any reference.

Those players who completed the game said that when they were in the dungeon, no one mistook them for doctors, so naturally no patients came to see them.

Song Mang thought about it and decided that she definitely couldn’t answer this question by killing them all, after all, she didn’t have the strength to do it.

Then she couldn't answer not to kill.

If she answered like that, the patient might break down, go crazy, and attack her.

Song Mang thought for a moment, took out a pair of paper Nike sneakers, and said to the patient, "You will wear these shoes from now on. Do you recognize this logo?
The brand of this pair of shoes is Nike. After you wear them, you won’t be afraid of others slamming you. "

Male doctor: ???

audience:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)