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Dongzhou Dakang Psychiatric Hospital, established three years ago, is a Sino-foreign joint venture private hospital.

I looked specifically at the investment companies, and the Han family was among them.

However, the shares are not large.

Foreign capital holds the largest share, accounting for 60%.

The remaining 40% is divided into two parts.

One of them, a medical company named Zhanshi, accounts for 30%.

This surname is rare. Could it be the Zhan family where Zhan Lan belongs?

I heard her say before that the Zhan family is not only an ancient martial arts family, but also a medical family, and investing in hospitals is a natural move.

The remaining 1 achievement belongs to the Han family. It seems like a very casual investment and has no intention of entering the medical industry.

Leaving aside the foreign companies I don’t know about, do these two families know that there is a problem with the mental hospital they invested in?

Then, I found the dean’s information.

He once served as the vice president of a hospital in the Zhan family. After the establishment of Dakang Mental Hospital, he was transferred there and has been working there until now.

He has mediocre qualifications and is not qualified for the position. I don't know why the Zhan family made such a decision.

All that remains are employee profiles and patient files.

I flipped through it, focusing on the few employees I'd seen tonight.

The head nurse, Zhao Wanfang, 42 years old, was also transferred from a hospital in Zhan's family and has rich work experience.

Security captain, Qin Yi, 39 years old, was transferred from Zhanjia Hospital.

Fat nurse, Zhou Sha, 28 years old, was transferred from the Zhan family.

There is no information about Lan Moning, maybe because she is an intern and has not officially joined the company.

The other employees are basically recruited, with the exception of a few of them.

This is a bit interesting.

The Zhan family transferred people from their own hospital to serve as the backbone, which shows that they are very involved in the management of the mental hospital.

There is something wrong with the mental hospital, and no one would believe it if they said they didn't know about it.

But now, I only found out that the director molested female patients, and I haven’t figured out the crux of the problem.

I continued looking through the patient's files.

There is only patient information in the general ward, and the information in the intensive care unit seems to be managed separately.

I first found the information of Patient No. 4.

Ye Feier, 25 years old, suffers from severe depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder, and has a strong fear of stuffed items. He has experienced self-mutilation and suicide. He has been sent to the hospital for treatment for half a year, and his condition has improved.

Have a strong fear of stuffed items?

I was stunned for a moment. This was the first time I heard of such a strange disease.

There are so many stuffed animals in the lounge, wouldn't she be stimulated when she sees them?

This dean is really nothing. Even though he knew that Ye Feier had such a disease, he still placed so many stuffed toys in the lounge.

Deliberately torturing patients for fun?

If he wasn't still useful, I really wanted to kill him right now.

Giving the dean a fierce look, I put down the materials, went to the lounge to collect all the stuffed animals, and stuffed them into the closet.

Back in the office, more than half an hour has passed.

With only twenty minutes left, the eldest lady of the Han family will be sent over.

The information in the file cabinet was not enough, it was all superficial, and it was not enough for me to discover the problems in the mental hospital.

Putting the information back to its original place, I hesitated for a moment and opened the desk drawer with some disgust.

On top of a stack of documents is a beautiful pink gift bag.

I frowned, took out the gift bag and put it on the table.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

The dean who was curled up on the ground suddenly became excited when he saw this. His eyes were wide open and he tried his best to make a noise, not wanting me to open the bag.

"You think I want to see something disgusting like this?"

I only glanced at the inside, which was a plastic box that seemed to contain two round things.

What exactly it is, I don’t want to imagine.

I picked up the paper bag with two fingers and put it aside.

Dean relaxed.

Then, I took the time to look through the information in the drawer.

They are all everyday documents, nothing special.

I'm a little disappointed, but that's understandable.

As long as it can be displayed for people to see, there can be no problem.

The only gain was that the two major families in Dongzhou City, the Han family and the Zhan family, were involved in the mental hospital.

After doing this, there are only 10 minutes left before the arrival of the eldest lady of the Han family.

I rubbed my temples, leaned back on the comfortable chair, put my legs on the desk, closed my eyes, and sorted out my chaotic thoughts.

It was quiet inside and outside the office.

The second hand of the clock hanging on the wall rotated, making a clicking sound.

Time passed by minute by minute.

When the hour hand pointed to 11, there was a faint sound of cars driving in the direction of the hospital gate.

From far to near, it becomes clearer and clearer.

I walked to the window, pressed down the blinds with two fingers, and looked outside.

The office is on the second floor, facing the door, and you can just see the door.

The door opened and a luxury car drove into the hospital.

The head nurse Zhao Wanfang and the security captain Qin Yi brought people to greet them respectively.

"Dean Jiang, it's your turn to appear."

I let go of the curtain, turned around and used a knife to peel off the tape on the dean's body.

The dean breathed a huge sigh of relief. His mouth was so red that he couldn't even see it. He took a rest before struggling to get up.

"You don't need me to remind you what to say and do when you get down, right?" I said coldly as the needle tip touched the dean's waist.

The dean nodded repeatedly.

"Walk!"

Under my control, the dean opened the door of the office.

The entrance of the hospital.

The door of the luxury car opened, and a well-dressed but haggard-looking middle-aged woman walked out with the support of two bodyguard-like figures.

"Where is Dean Jiang? Mr. Han ordered that the lady must be handed over to the Dean in person." said the leading bodyguard.

"I'll go ask the dean right away." Nurse Zhao said with a smile on her mean face, and she said attentively.

She had just taken two steps when she saw the dean and a doctor walking out of the office building.

"The dean is already here." She stopped and smiled.

The dean and I walked over slowly.

"Hello, Dean Jiang." The bodyguard stretched out his rough hand, with a striking and ferocious scar on his expressionless face.

Even without making any expression, he looked very ferocious.

Master Dao!

I frowned.

He is the dog raised by the Han family, and it is natural for him to do things for the Han family. But facing him so close, I still felt a little nervous.

But I pretended to be a doctor, so even the people at the hospital didn't suspect it, so he probably couldn't tell.

"Hello, hello. Mr. Han has already called me."

The dean stretched out his hand and shook it with Mr. Dao.

"As long as you feel free to leave your wife to us, our hospital will definitely take good care of her and let her recover as soon as possible and reunite with President Han."

"Dean, your mouth." Mr. Dao looked at the dean, with a hint of doubt on his ferocious face.

"Oh, it's nothing, I have a slight allergy." The dean unnaturally covered his red mouth with his hand.

"That's good, madam, I'll leave it to you, please!"

Master Dao didn't pay attention and tilted his head towards the man who was supporting Mrs. Han.

The two expressionless bodyguards immediately pushed Mrs. Han to find the head nurse.

"You, what are you going to do? I won't go, I won't go!"

Mrs. Han seemed to be aware of the danger, her dull expression moved, and she struggled in fear.