Chapter 1738: ?psychiatric patient

Latest website: Thor is lying in a mental hospital in New Mexico, looking at the ceiling hopelessly.

"No, it's all gone."

He was talking about his divine power, armor and weapons, all gone, he was as weak as a human being.

He woke up not long after being knocked down the Rainbow Bridge a few days ago, and he called his father in mid-air, hoping that he could take his life back.

However, it was of no use. The Rainbow Bridge only operated according to the wishes of the God King, and he plunged straight into the ground of the atrium.

Thor, who crawled out of the hole, wanted to take off, and he wanted to use his own hammer. It was useless. He became a mortal.

The surroundings were deserted and uninhabited, he could barely find the direction of the sunrise and walk on the Gobi Desert.

Crushed stones and dry plants full of thorns pierced the soles of his feet, and blood spread all the way. He didn't know how to deal with this situation, because he had never been injured by walking.

Fortunately, his fighter's willpower is still there, he just gritted his teeth and moved on.

then? Then he developed a fever because of the wound infection.

He went on walking stupidly for a day and a night. He was thirsty, hungry and sick, and he only remembered that his eyes suddenly lit up. It was something called a car by humans coming in the night. He had seen this in Warnerheim. The vehicle, he has sat on it.

Recently, his wish is to save money to buy a car and take his brother and friends out for a drive. Unfortunately, he can't save the money at all, and it is all spent on food and drinks.

He walked in the direction the car came, thinking that maybe he could ask where it was and how far it was from Taj Kama.

If you can find the death knell of the Supreme Master, maybe life will be better.

However, the driver didn't know who it was. He drove so fast on the Gobi Desert at night and didn't even look at the road at all, so he drove him out.

He fell into a coma naturally.

The people in the car naturally felt that they had hit something. This was a 1992 Wilson motorhome. Apart from anything else, it was a sturdy one. After hitting someone, it ran over without slowing down and drove out dozens of times. Mi just braked to stop.

"Broken! I seem to hit someone!"

Daisy Lewis, who was driving, looked panicked. Just now, Dr. Jane Foster and Dr. Schalvig behind him were arguing about the formation of the nine-star scene. They were going to a place where the electromagnetic field changed drastically. The doctor had some discussion and asked student Daisy to drive.

Daisy also wanted to hear what the teachers were saying. She kept her head tilted and eavesdropped. She never expected that a shirtless man with a disheveled hair suddenly appeared on the Gobi Desert in the middle of the night, illuminated by the headlights in front of the car. Xue Bai, with blood all over his body, just like a ghost.

She tried to step on the brake and stepped on the accelerator, and then the man was knocked into flight.

Humans generally believe that ghosts have no form, so a humanoid creature that can be knocked into the air and send force feedback must be a living person.

Daisy felt that she had killed someone and was so panicked that her face was buried in the headlight on her chest.

As a teacher, Jane also has a grin. Although she is a teacher, she is actually not a few years older than Daisy, and she is just a young girl. She doesn't know what to do when this happens.

Fortunately, Professor Schalwig, who was with him, had more experience. He calmly picked up his weapon and got out of the car for inspection and found a naked man in a coma.

"It's okay, still angry!"

Since the other party miraculously didn't die, they sent the man to the hospital overnight.

But when the doctors finished their examination, they suspected that the professor and his group were playing a prank, because the brawny man had no injuries at all, he was just starving and fainting.

In the past, it was not that no one sent comatose homeless people to the hospital, tossing doctors and nurses for fun. These people had no identity and no medical insurance. No matter how they were treated, they would lose money.

Schalwig said that they are all scientific workers with formal status, not the kind of boring people who like to play pranks. However, when faced with questions from doctors, they really can't answer the identity of strange men or any other information.

Just at the moment of embarrassment, the comatose brawny woke up suddenly, first hit the doctors and nurses, and then shouted that he was Thor, the **** of thunder, and he wanted to return to the fairy palace to control the Thunder!

Well, there is no need to discuss this time. The doctor called the security guard. Several people controlled the strong man, took a few shots of tranquilizers, and directly transferred the strong man to a public mental hospital to prevent mental patients from disrupting social order. With the established specialized agencies, no one needs to worry about medical fees anymore.

Professor Charville and the others had to go to the police station to record a statement, and Thor was escorted to the hospital and thrown into the small dark room.

The conditions in the new place are not bad. Everyone lives in a single room, with a bed fixed on the concrete floor, and there are belts that fasten people to the bed to ensure they sleep soundly.

The trousers were stripped off, and there was a round hole in the bed board and the mattress, facing the bottom, and there was a stainless steel basin underneath that was not washed all the year round for collecting excrement and urine. There was a strange smell in the room.

In order to avoid suicide by patients with hypothesis and mania, Thor was also stuffed with a ball in his mouth. He wanted to call Heimdall now, but he could only make a hesitation.

He was tied so tightly that after every struggle, Thor had to breathe hard and breathe in more odor.

These smells made him nauseous, but his mouth was blocked, his stomach was empty and he couldn't vomit, he could only roll his eyes and retching constantly.

He felt that he was going to die, and he was probably the first Asa Protoss to die of vomiting, so he should not be able to enter Valhalla, right?

After suffering like this, when he looked at the ceiling in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of unlocking from the door.

"Ha, by the way, this is my friend Thor. He travels from Northern Europe. I am a tour guide hired by his father."

Someone who didn't know why there was a bit of a mean voice came, and his head was barely able to move, he saw a strange blond man come in, and he was carrying a small pink schoolbag cutely.

Thor's eyes lit up. He didn't know this person, but he had seen the little pink schoolbag in Warnerheim. He had planned to buy one for Sieff.

People with similar aesthetics must not be bad guys, let alone sent by Odin?

Escape here first, it's better to follow a stranger than to be sick to death here.

"Woohoo!!!"

He twisted and whimpered like a wounded beast.

The caregiver in charge of the guards actually had some professional ethics. He walked to the bedside and slapped Thor a few times. After making sure that the other party was just glaring at him, but there was no obvious signs of illness, he asked the stranger:

"Your client seems to have calmed down now, but mania is an intermittent disease. We strongly advise against letting him continue to travel, but to go to a more professional nursing home."

"I understand, can I take him away now?" The blond man pinched his nose~www.NovelMTL.com~ looked at the barren hills outside the window through the iron railing: "The smell here reminds me of the orphanage when I was a child At that time, we didn’t have a toilet at all. We needed to align the chrysanthemums at the small holes on the manhole cover on the street for convenience. We often got them everywhere, but my marksmanship was practiced like that."

"This may be difficult. He injured several doctors and nurses in the hospital before. The police are now investigating his identity, and his discoverer is still taking notes..."

The nurse touched his belly and spoke very slowly. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, only a brown stain was visible on his clothes.

Wade smiled. He reached into his schoolbag and took out some green paper: "What if... for Mr. Franklin's sake?"

When the banknotes were rubbed, there was a reassuring rubbing sound. It was a fiber like paper and cloth. It sounded like a small paw scratching a person's heart.

"You walk through the back door. There is a passage for transporting corpses. There is no camera."

The other party took the money and disappeared. This is the philosophy of small people's survival.