When this person turns around, Kelan has already reacted. The other person’s target is his own eyes, but if he chooses to raise his arm to block, the other person can immediately change his tactics and attack the fragile side ribs. If both eyes and side ribs are hit hard, he will immediately lose his counterattack ability and be completely suppressed by the other party.
Although this relic hunter has lost his mind, he still has the original fighting skills-his moves are sharp and he strives to defeat the enemy with one blow.
When the other party was about to attack Koran, Koran suddenly jumped back a big step and then raised his leg and kicked the other party’s chest heavily!
"Bang!"
A muffled sound came, and the man was directly kicked by Kelan and hit the iron railing behind him, but as soon as he fell to the ground, he got up again, leaning over his body and staring at Kelan’s mouth with bloodshot eyes, constantly making a meaningful growl.
"I’m not your enemy, and I’m not here to fight with you," Kelan said.
"We tried many times, but we couldn’t communicate with him." Seeing Ke Lan kick the 32nd patient out of the hospital, the dean got a lot of courage, and gathered him at the door of the ward and said to Ke Lan, "No matter what we told him, he wouldn’t respond-hey, be careful!"
Patient No.32 pounced again and was kicked by Kelan again.
"communication by law, did you test his brain reaction when you communicated with him?" Kelan asked without looking back.
"ah? What reaction? "
"Observe the brain waves closely and observe the brain changes when he receives external information … Isn’t this the most basic test?"
"But … those hunting groups didn’t make such a request when they sent the patients here … they, they said that they wanted us to take care of these patients for a while, but they didn’t say anything about trying to treat their symptoms." As he spoke, the dean’s voice dropped.
"’they’ refers to those big hunting group? In addition, I guess they also told you not to be interviewed by the media and not to disclose the information and status of these patients to the outside world, right? "
"Er … yes … yes."
"I understand, but I’m a little curious. Are they paying more or am I paying more?" Speak 32 patients and launched a "charge" to Kelan, but still no results.
"ah? What did you say? " Dean expression slightly stiff.
"I’m just asking. What are you embarrassed to say when you have all the money?"
"They … they give more money but they don’t give it to me …" The dean murmured in a low voice.
"It’s no wonder that they gave the money directly to the owner of the hospital …" Kelan nodded thoughtfully. At this time, Patient No.32 launched the fourth attack. This time, instead of being kicked by Kelan, he was grabbed by Kelan’s wrist and smashed the sponge mattress surface.
Kelan twisted each other’s hands behind him, and the other hand pressed his back neck and asked, "If you can understand me, then tell me what you saw, heard and dreamed these days-"
"I can feel that you are in deep fear …" Kelan pulled out a tranquilizer from his white coat pocket and stabbed it in the other person’s arm, but he injected two-thirds of the dose, which not only stabilized the other person’s mood, but also prevented him from falling into a coma directly.
"I’ll tell you what scares you, and I can help you." Kelan can clearly feel that the struggle strength at the bottom of his hand is much smaller, but the other party still doesn’t answer.
Then try another way? Thought of here Koran will this sentence alpha language and repeated one side.
"Listening" to this sentence, patient No.32, who has been injected with a lot of sedatives and has calmed down, struggled desperately again like a madman. His body suddenly broke out into a terrorist force. Hearing a sour and crunchy voice, he took the initiative to dislocate his wrists and broke free from Kelan’s suppression!
"Why, what’s the matter? Didn’t you give him a sedative? " Seeing this, the dean outside the ward could not help but exclaim.
Chapter two hundred and thirty-nine Concentrated Dream Jujube Preparation
"I don’t know" Kelan waved a fist and thumped the other side’s facade, followed by a fierce knee bump in the middle of the abdomen. The patient’s body suddenly bent up like shrimp.
"Did he develop drug resistance? It shouldn’t be … this sedative has only been on the market for half a year and we haven’t given it to him several times … "The hospital director said," Er … does this friend need a stun gun to calm the patient? "
"No" Kelan elbowed No.32 patient’s back and put him down on the sponge mattress again.
"It’s really strange … the former patient will attack the medical staff, but if he is sedated, he will be quiet. Why is this reaction so big?" The dean leaned over in some confusion, but when he saw Patient No.32′ s body twitching for a while, he was scared and hid far away.
"Probably because of the ability to survive," said Ke Lan. "Isn’t it common that many people can explode with far-reaching power in desperation?"
"That’s true …" The dean nodded thoughtfully. "But … when he was sedated, the security guards almost crushed him like this. Why didn’t he arouse strong resistance at that time?"
"Then how should I know?" Kelan looked back at the dean. "By the way, you should have a dream date here, right?"
"Dream jujube? That, that is forbidden. How can I have it here! "
"Really not?"
"No!"
Kelan is too lazy to argue with him. He directly pressed Patient No.32 with one hand and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with the other hand, and transferred 50,000 credit points to the dean’s account.
"Oh, oh … I remember that there seems to be a concentrated preparation left when I cleaned the warehouse. Look at my memory, I almost forgot. I’ll have it delivered immediately!"
