Chapter 65: I Will Never Hit My Friends Again

"Go for it!"

Old Man Zhang raised his fist to cheer Lin Fan on. His hand still hurt; it had really hurt just now. At the same time, it was quite amazing. The other person's body was so hard.

Liu Kai was quite confident in his own strength.

Of course, this confidence was against ordinary people, not evil spirits.

Performing a small Taoist technique to make two mental patients so happy was such a gratifying thing.

"Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, come on," Liu Kai said with a smile.

Through his interactions during this period, he discovered that the world of mental patients seemed very simple, and their pursuit of happiness was also very simple. Often, an ordinary little thing could make them happy. This was such a precious quality.

No wonder Director Hao paid attention to Liu Kai.

He was a thoughtful person.

"Okay."

Lin Fan stood in front of Liu Kai, looking at his clenched fist. He then gestured, indicating that he would punch like that later. But it had to be very, very light, otherwise his own fist would definitely hurt a lot.

Not far away.

The excellent graduates from the Fourth Academy were communicating well with the mental patients.

A patient took out his beloved suona and puffed up his cheeks to play.

The king of the instrument world, the rogue of the instrument world.

"This sound seems a bit off."

Liu Kai heard the suona's sound and looked towards the distance in a daze. It was a joyous scene, but for some reason, his heart felt a little panicked. That feeling was hard to describe, and he didn't know where it came from.

A saying came to mind:

A thousand-year-old pipa, a ten-thousand-year-old zheng, a lifetime of erhu, a suona signals the end of the play. First hearing without recognizing the suona's sound, the next time you hear it, you're in a coffin. On the road to the Yellow Springs, people are depressed, on the platform of looking homeward, they recall past lives. Meng Po's soup makes one forget this life, crossing the Naihe Bridge with a remnant soul, in the next life, be born a person of the Dragon Kingdom again.

"Heh heh!"

"Strange, how could I have such thoughts?"

Liu Kai shook his head, emptying these unrealistic things, then nodded to Lin Fan.

"Come on!"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Using what he had learned to make mental patients happy and communicate with them deeply was a...

Lin Fan threw a punch.

When Lin Fan's fist touched Liu Kai's abdomen, Liu Kai had a faint smile on his face. It was a confident smile, but soon, his smile gradually faded, his mouth opened slightly, his tongue stuck out, and his eyes widened, almost popping out.

All of this happened very quickly.

In the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Liu Kai flew backward. He saw the blue sky and white clouds, the bright sun shining brightly. What a beautiful view.

But he found his consciousness gradually fading.

His ears were quiet, he couldn't hear any sound, and liquid flowed from his seven orifices. He didn't know what it was, maybe saliva.

Somehow.

He suddenly heard the suona sound from earlier.

He wanted to say something, but he no longer had the ability to say anything.

Someone noticed the situation here.

They didn't pay much attention to it.

At most, they just sighed, thinking he was putting on quite a show to please the mental patients.

Liu Kai flew back more than ten meters, landing on his back. He bounced a few times when he landed, and a large amount of blood flowed from his nose and mouth. There was a fist print on his abdomen.

His last conscious thought was…

"What am I doing?"

"Amazing!" Old Man Zhang clapped his hands excitedly as he saw Liu Kai fly so far. "Lin Fan, you sent him flying with one punch."

Lin Fan smiled faintly. "I didn't expect I would be so powerful."

He wanted to continue playing with Liu Kai.

But gradually.

He found that Liu Kai was lying there motionless, without any reaction.

Lin Fan ran over, and Old Man Zhang followed closely behind.

The two ran there, but stood there dumbfounded and motionless.

"He..." Old Man Zhang pointed at the bloodied Liu Kai, his body trembling with fear.

Seeing his friend become like this.

Lin Fan's smile gradually stiffened. He found that Liu Kai's breath was gradually weakening, he was dying...

"How could I kill someone who was willing to be our friend?"

He deeply blamed himself, his right hand that had thrown the punch was trembling. He didn't want this, wasn't it said that nothing would happen? But why did it turn out like this?

Seeing Lin Fan's self-blame and sadness, Old Zhang's mood also became very bad. He comforted him:

"Don't be sad, I will save him, I definitely will, trust me."

After his words fell.

Old Zhang took out his beloved treasure and squatted beside Liu Kai.

With a serious and focused expression, he pinched a silver needle.

In the past, he would always say... this spot doesn't look right.

But at this moment, Old Zhang knelt beside Liu Kai, looked very carefully, then found his target, and quickly and accurately inserted the needle.

The first needle!

Lin Fan stood by the side, blaming himself deeply.

Although he was a mental patient, he was sincere to those who were willing to be friends with them and never had any ill intentions.

He truly trusted his friends.

His friend said it was okay and even caringly asked, "You should be careful with your hand."

His heart felt warm.

But he didn't expect...

Liu Kai's current situation was really not what he wanted to see.

The second needle!

Old Zhang was very focused, a drop of sweat flowed down. He felt exhausted, as if his body was being emptied with every needle he inserted.

The third needle!

...

It continued.

In the corridor.

The special department staff pointed to the distance and said, "Director Hao, don't you think this batch of trainees is good? Especially the one you just asked me about, he's outstanding. To make the mental patients happy, he's really putting on a show."

"Just now, the Taoist technique Liu Kai used was the Diamond Indestructible Technique learned at the Maoshan High Academy. After using it, his body becomes as hard as a rock."

"But after being punched by your mental patient, he flew backward on his own, hahaha, it's really interesting."

"Who are you calling?"

The special department staff looked curiously at Director Hao's solemn face.

Director Hao dialed the number skillfully.

A skill honed by heartbreak.

He had suffered from this kind of thing.

"Qing..."

"No need to say, we already know, we're on our way now."

"Hang up, we're driving."

Director Hao had just said the word 'Qing' when the other party answered preemptively. They were too familiar with this call. As long as the caller ID was 'Qingshan Mental Hospital', there was no need to say more, no need to listen more, just drive the ambulance over.

Director Hao ran towards that area.

The special department staff frowned, feeling strange, and followed behind Director Hao. What was there to be nervous about? It was just playing around, nothing would happen, did they really think their Fourth Academy graduates were weak?

They should be more concerned about whether the mental patient's fists hurt.

The thirteenth needle fell.

Whoosh!

Liu Kai, who had briefly stopped breathing, suddenly gasped.

"He's back, I saved him, you don't have to blame yourself, he won't die." Old Man Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily.

Lin Fan smiled. "Really?"

"Yes, really." Old Man Zhang said.

"I will never hit my friends again." Lin Fan looked at his fist, his resolve firm. If there was a next time, he would chop off this fist.

At this moment.

Director Hao arrived. Seeing the scene in front of him, he didn't say a word, but his eyes held a hint of pity.

The special department staff stared blankly at the scene in front of them, then roared:

"Doctor...get a doctor quickly!"

"No, get someone from the Medical High Academy over here quickly!"