Chapter 683 Psychiatric Disorders

In the hospital ward.

Queenie Simmons sat on the bed in a daze.

Empty eyes, looking at the surrounding white to glowing walls, opened his mouth, want to say something but can't make a sound.

At this time, not only the doors and windows were closed, but also all the sharp objects in the ward were put away.

"I..."

You can only send out one word with all your strength.

She clasped her arms and sat on the bed.

I'm not mentally ill.

However, this sentence never came out of her throat, and she wanted to say it, but with all her strength, she found that she couldn't open a word.

It turned out that there was no strength.

As early as half an hour ago, the doctor and nurse came in and threw a tranquilizer on her arm.

Queenie Simmons rolled up his sleeve, and a small round hole in it was just around the corner, which was particularly conspicuous.

Why do you treat her like this?

She's not insane!

Where's Suzen? !

She wants to see Suzen!