Not every time he encountered an intractable problem, there was enough time to think about it. Just like this time, Zhao Zhu didnt even have time to think about why he had inexplicably returned to the hospital building again. The three female psychiatric nurses were already charging towards him with knives, and on those knives, there was still Zhao Meifens blood, which still retained a warm temperature.

  Zhao Zhuo swiftly grabbed the chair beside him, turned it over and held it in front of him as he charged forward. The several knives all hacked into the seat cushion, making a "clanging" sound. Zhao Zhuos momentum was quite sufficient this time, directly sending the three female psychiatric nurses tumbling backward, one of whom even fell to the ground, her knife slipping from her hand and landing at Zhao Zhuos feet.

  There was no hesitation, Zhao Zhuang directly threw the chair in his hand at the other two female psychiatric nurses, forcing them to be unable to quickly approach again. Then, with a swift step, he grabbed the knife on the ground with one hand and stabbed it into the chest of the fallen female psychiatric nurse. He then stirred fiercely, and the female psychiatric nurses body trembled, immediately losing her vitality.

  This string of actions is so neat and efficient!

  For Zhao Zhu, he had never been short of fighting before, but apart from some good color factors in his body, there were actually more violent factors. This was really his first time killing someone, but his hands didnt tremble and his heart wasnt panicked. Instead, a strange sense of pleasure rose up in his heart, as if a small devil at the bottom of his heart was reviving. The feeling of stabbing a knife into someones body and experiencing the temperature and smell of the blood gushing out was really a scene that made ones senses boil!

  With that, tightly grasping the knife in his hand, Zhao Zhu slowly got up and looked at the two female mental patients who had also just crawled to their feet, with a slanted face. At this moment, Zhao Zhu suddenly felt like laughing, but he knew it was not right to laugh now, because he was still in great danger, as long as he was still in this hospital building, he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

  The laughter that was suppressed and couldnt be laughed out turned into a hoarse "Woo Woo" sound from the throat, which was very strange and also terrifying. Even these two female psychiatric nurses looked at each other involuntarily at this time. They didnt become zombies or lose all their thinking ability. Apparently, they were scared too.

  Zhao Zhu didnt continue to hold out, if a few or a dozen more female mental patients were to rush over, the result would be even worse. For now, what was needed was a quick slash to cut through the chaos, taking advantage of not being surrounded yet to charge out and open up a path to life! After all, he wasnt facing a group of special forces, just a group of female mental patients. Unless he ran into a dead end, there was still quite a bit of hope for survival.

  With a swift movement, Zhao Zhu rushed forward and slashed at a female psychiatric nurse with his knife. The nurse instinctively raised her hand to block the attack, but her wrist strength, arm strength, and grip were all insufficient.

  Zhao Zhus knife in his hand directly used a rough gesture to push away the opponents knife, and then the blade cut through, leaving a deep blood groove on the womans neck, with fresh blood splashing everywhere. The whole person stumbled backward against the wall, slowly falling down weakly.

  Another female mental patient rushed over from Zhao Zhus side, and at this time, he couldnt even draw his knife to turn around. However, his body, which had been trained in sanda and kept exercising every day, showed its value and ability at this moment. His waist exerted force, one leg supported the ground, and all the muscles from top to bottom tensed up, swinging the other leg fiercely outwards, just kicking another female mental patient nurses abdomen. The force of this kick was extremely great, and the female mental patient nurse was kicked flying out, crashing into the office desk, knocking over the table, and lying on the ground with her body covered in paper documents.

  Zhao Zhu directly went up, facing her with a few knives and slashing down fiercely. Fresh blood splashed out, splashing onto Zhao Zhus face, splashing into Zhao Zhus eyes. Zhao Zhus line of sight suddenly turned crimson, but this feeling, he didnt particularly dislike. Faintly, he felt that the excitement in his brain became even stronger.

  He stood up, picked up a knife from the ground again, and walked out of his office door. The corridors on both sides were quiet, but Zhao Zhu was clear that in this psychiatric hospital building, there were at least dozens of female nurses, and about ten of them had knives in their hands earlier.

  Zhao Zhus first reaction was to go out from the entrance of the inpatient department building, but he thought that there would definitely be the most female psychiatric nurses gathered there, so he chose to go up the side stairs and ran directly to the second floor. As soon as he turned the corner on the last flight of stairs, a female psychiatric nurse appeared in front of him. Zhao Zhu didnt say a word and slashed at her with his knife, knocking her down. The opponent was not holding a knife in her hand, but rather a medical record book used for ward rounds. If a female psychiatric patient is not holding a knife in her hand, the danger level drops by about half. This person was also killed by Zhao Zhus several knives.

  The notebook was filled with dense writing, Zhao Zhu picked it up and opened the first page. On the second page, a row of special characters appeared. The characters were scribbled but written with great force, as if intentionally to draw attention. The line read:

  "Jade melon, green jade melon..."

  The middle character is written very sloppily, with many strokes, making it difficult to distinguish. However, since it was written twice and considering the habitual word usage, Zhao Zhu guessed that it should be "Yu" "Zan".

  Zhao Zhuo was unclear who wrote this in the ward record book, nor did he know what this line of words represented or what significance it had. At this time, he didnt have the mind to explore these things either. Nothing was more important than preserving his own life!

  205……205……

  Zhao Zhu finally returned to the front of ward 205, where he was previously. It was here that Xiong Zhiqi came to rescue him, melting away several of the outer railings and creating a space for himself to jump out.

  But when Zhao Zhu opened the door, he was shocked to find that the door was intact and undamaged. Whats going on?

  Zhao Zhu clearly remembered that the doors were all chopped off at the time, and he even used his hospital bed to block the door, but the door was still opened by Zhao Zhu. After entering the ward, Zhao Zhu found that the hospital bed was still in its original place, Lili on the bed, her head was still a head, her arms were still arms, her hands were still hands, and her legs were still legs, of course, they were still separated, in a state of dismemberment.

  He looked at the railing again, and found that it was also intact. Of course, after seeing the intact door and the bed still in its original position, it was normal for the railing to be intact as well. But this also meant that Zhao Zhus plan to escape from here was completely impossible.

  Heaving a deep sigh, Zhao Zhu turned around and faced the hospital room door. There, as expected, through the window of the hospital room door, a female mental patient was standing there. Her face was somewhat pale, her eyes had a dark gloom, and the corners of her mouth were curved with an eerie smile, as if she had long been clear, long known, and long understood:

  At this moment, Zhao Zhuo will be here!