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"I'm not crazy!"

"Let me go, you beasts, bastards! Get away, get out."

The horrified shouts echoed in the quiet hospital.

The staff members had indifferent expressions, as if they were used to such scenes.

Mrs. Han struggled and twisted desperately, but unfortunately her strength was too weak, and the two security guards pushed her down onto the wheelchair effortlessly.

Head nurse Zhao and the fat nurse quickly tied up Mrs. Han with special restraints.

Mrs. Han crossed her hands, like an insect trying its best but unable to break out of its cocoon. She looked helplessly at the dark sky and shed tears of despair.

"Does Mr. Han have anything else to explain?" the dean asked.

"We must use the best method for treatment, and we must do it quickly!" Mr. Dao said, looking at me and the dean a little strangely.

I took the Dean's arm as if I were supporting him.

To be honest, it's a bit strange for two grown men to look like this.

But because the dean's legs were tied, he limped when he walked, so it seemed reasonable to have someone help him.

"Don't worry, I understand. If there is any progress, I will notify Mr. Han as soon as possible." The dean said.

Master Dao nodded, returned to the luxury car with his men, and drove away amidst the roar of the car.

The lights of the luxury car went further and further away, completely disappearing into the dense woods.

At this time, Mrs. Han was also pushed into the inpatient department.

Leaving the fat nurse to continue on duty, Nurse Zhao and Captain Qin took Mrs. Han into the elevator.

"Wait, I'm going too."

The dean and I also walked in together.

"Dean, don't you usually like to go up there? What happened today?" Nurse Zhao and Captain Qin looked at each other in surprise and asked strangely.

"Mrs. Han is not an ordinary patient after all. I must pay attention to it." The dean coughed lightly.

"Oh." Nurse Zhao nodded and looked at me strangely, "Then why did you bring Director Li with you? Doesn't he have the authority to go up?"

The tip of the needle pressed tightly against the dean's lower back, and I remained silent.

"I think Director Li is very capable. I'll take him up to get to know him better, and I can share some of the work in the future."

The dean raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, revealing the bruises on his wrists.

"oh."

I don’t know if Nurse Zhao and Captain Qin saw it. They nodded and asked no more questions.

The elevator goes up floor by floor.

The metal wall glowed with a cold light, and several figures were vaguely printed on it, looking scary.

Ding!

Arrive at the eighth floor.

The elevator door slowly opened.

The first scene that catches the eye is the aisle.

The cold light casts on the pale walls, making the place look very cold.

Captain Qin got out of the elevator first, and then pressed the door button next to him.

Immediately afterwards, Head Nurse Zhao pushed Mrs. Han out.

The two moved skillfully and in perfect harmony, as if they had done this countless times.

Finally, it was me and the dean.

The aisle goes to the left, and there is a metal gate like a fence after turning the corner.

Captain Qin reached out and pressed the code lock beside the door.

I pay extra attention.

19910918.

Yes, that's exactly the number the dean told me.

In other words, the dean didn't lie on this point, so why was he so afraid of opening the door with me?

Before I had time to think too much, the metal door had already opened.

Captain Qin held the door open, and after everyone else had gone in, he let go, and the metal door suddenly slammed shut.

In front of him is a deep corridor.

Cold white light shines on the blue plastic floor, with long pale walls on both sides, and there seems to be some inexplicable smell floating in the air.

The wheelchair made a slight noise as it ran over the ground.

Nurse Zhao pushed Mrs. Han forward with an expressionless expression.

On both sides of the corridor, there are two rows of evenly sized rooms.

The door is made of metal, thick and hard, blocking the door frame firmly, with a small viewing window above it.

But the windows are also equipped with railings made of the same material, making the ward look like a prison cell.

Ward 1, Ward 2.

There was no sound inside, and I didn't know if anyone was there.

Nurse Zhao pushed Mrs. Han and walked straight into the corridor.

The corridor is not endless, but at first glance it is filled with pale walls, giving people a terrifying illusion of never-ending.

The floor was spotless and there wasn't a trace of stain on the walls.

But it is not comfortable. On the contrary, normal people will feel out of breath when walking in it.

Mrs. Han's face clearly showed uneasiness and fear. She looked at this strange and cold environment with fear, and her bound body trembled.

"No, no, I beg you." Mrs. Han moved her pale lips and looked at everyone present with pleading eyes.

"Please, don't lock me up. I will never make trouble again. I will tell Han Zehai now that I don't want anything."

"Please, call him, I really give up."

Tears and begging could not move others, and they still responded to her with indifferent expressions.

No one even gave her a second glance except me.

The pale lips were trembling constantly, and there was only fear and despair on the face that should have been well maintained.

Mrs. Han struggled again, shouting and cursing at the top of her lungs.

His eyes were red, his face was distorted, and his hair was messy.

Like a real crazy woman.

The hoarse shouts echoed in the cold and deep corridor, and no one stopped them, making them look so powerless and desolate.

The wheelchair stopped at the door of No. 14.

Captain Qin entered the password, and the thick metal door automatically opened.

The password is different this time.

271314.

I wrote it down silently.

Mrs. Han looked at the opened ward, as if her last hope had been shattered. Her red eyes suddenly dimmed and there was no more light.

The ward is clean, white and spotless.

The facilities are very luxurious and the items are neatly arranged as if they were painted.

But it's just too neat, which makes people uncomfortable.

"Mrs. Han, this is your ward. From now on, you can take good care of yourself here. We will take good care of you."

Nurse Zhao's donkey face finally showed a smile, but it was even more terrifying than her cold look just now.

Mrs. Han's face was ashen and her expression was dull, as if she had lost her soul and was left with only a body, ready to be slaughtered.

Nurse Zhao helped Mrs. Han, who was walking like a zombie, to the hospital bed, took out a white pill, opened her mouth, and stuffed it in roughly.

Mrs. Han's throat moved slightly, and she swallowed the pill as if giving up.

Nurse Zhao nodded with satisfaction, combed her hair neatly, and then pulled up the pure white quilt.

After doing this skillfully, she exited the ward.

The heavy metal door was closed by Captain Qin, leaving only the small viewing window on the door, through which Mrs. Han could be seen in the hospital bed.

The windowless ward was like an airtight, cold cage.

I feel like my breathing is a little tight.

"Tonight's work is done, it's time to go down." Nurse Zhao and Captain Qin nodded to each other and turned their eyes to the dean and me.

"Dean, it's time for you to leave."