Old Xie, who was still squatting in the bureau, suddenly sneezed.
"Caught a cold?"
Lao Xie glanced at the prison cell, which had no windows at all, and rubbed his nose strangely.
"Xie Guoan!"
A majestic voice came from the other end of the corridor.
When Lao Xie heard someone calling his name, he jumped out of bed quickly.
"You can go." A young man wearing a police uniform stood outside the prison cell fence, looking at the old man with slippers on his feet and a Taoist robe.
"Thank you for the leadership, thank you for the organization."
Obviously this is not the first time that Old Xie Tou comes here.
"Be careful next time. You are already so old. If you don't do anything right, you have to be a magician. You even learn to fight like others."
Obviously, this is not the first time that this young policeman has seen the old man here.
"Hey, what the leader criticized is that I am mainly in the second-hand book business, and I only do fortune-telling incidentally."
The young policeman didn't pay any attention to Old Xie Tou, and seemed to be familiar with Old Xie Tou's rhetoric.
After Lao Xie came out of the police station, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked up at the sky, then thought deeply for a while, pinched his fingers together, and clicked back and forth a few times. He seemed to feel that the disaster he wanted to avoid had passed. The look on his face
Only then did he smile a little, and walked swaggering towards his home.
The Central Hospital is located in Xicheng. Unlike the flea market in North City, Xicheng itself is a commercial district, so there are people everywhere. Especially today is the weekend, and there are twice as many people shopping than usual.
But Chu Ping is not in the mood for shopping right now.
Chu Ping walked through the crowd and stood in front of a tall building.
"This is the city center hospital."
Chu Ping's words seemed to be addressed to Jiang Qing who was hiding in his arms.
With the experience of the bus company, after Chu Ping entered the hospital, he did not rush to ask anyone about Yu Fei's situation, but found a seat and sat down.
The Internet is so developed nowadays, but Chu Ping didn't find any information about Yu Fei on it, which made Chu Ping feel very abnormal.
Even people who don't socialize anymore will leave some clues on the Internet, not to mention that they
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But as an attending physician, he will interact with his patients, and as long as they interact, they can find out each other's information.
But this Yu Fei acted as if he didn't exist at all, and no information could be found at all.
"This person doesn't exist?"
Chu Ping began to doubt whether the memory of the eldest sister in the diary was wrong.
As soon as Chu Ping had this thought, the diary in his arms suddenly trembled, as if he was warning someone not to think wildly.
Chu Ping calmed down and grabbed a young nurse who had just passed by.
"Hello, may I ask where Dr. Yu Fei is? Dr. Yu cured my mother's disease last time and specially asked me to come over to thank him. But I forgot which office he is in."
Chu Ping's look was very real, as if everything he said was true.
"Yu Fei?" The young nurse glanced at Chu Ping, as if this kind of thing had happened before, "Which department are you from?"
Chu Ping hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Heart surgery."
"Then you go to the third floor and ask. I'm not sure about the Doctor Yu Fei you're talking about."
The young nurse pointed to the elevator not far away.
"You can go up from there."
After Chu Ping thanked the young nurse, he hurriedly took the elevator to the third floor.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator door, I saw the words "cardiac surgery" hanging in the middle of the corridor.
"It should be right here."
Chu Ping found a hidden corner and took out the reddish-brown diary from his arms.
"Sister, can you feel the situation here? Do you still remember the doctor named Yu Fei and where his office is?"
Chu Ping was holding a red diary and kept talking to it. In this scene, in the eyes of others, Chu Ping should not be in cardiac surgery, but should be in the psychiatric department.
The pages of the book turned, red blood streaks spread, and the words in blood appeared.
"do not remember."
Chu Ping is already thinking of scolding people. This eldest sister really doesn't know anything about it. Do you want to let yourself be blind and kill the mouse?
Chu Ping closed his diary and walked back and forth in the corridor pretending to be a patient coming to see a doctor. He also looked into the ward from time to time, as if he was looking for someone.
"Hello, are you a family member of the patient?" A middle-aged man stopped and was about to raise his head.
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Looking at Chu Ping in the office.
Chu Ping was startled, turned around hurriedly, and saw a middle-aged man in a white coat. The man still had a medical record in his hand, and it was obvious that he had just come out of the ward.
"I came to see a doctor. When my mother was sick, he helped cure her. My mother asked me to come over and thank him."
Thanking the doctor seems to happen all the time in this hospital. The middle-aged male doctor didn't question it and just asked casually.
"I'll help you find a doctor."
"His name is Yu Fei."
The middle-aged male doctor in front of him was obviously stunned when he heard the name Yu Fei, and then he looked up at Chu Ping.
"It seems that your mother got sick many years ago."
Chu Ping didn't understand why the male doctor suddenly said such a sentence.
"Dr. Yu stopped here five years ago."
"No longer? Where did he go?"
"Five years ago, Dr. Yu was sent to the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital for treatment because of mental illness."
"Five years ago? Didn't the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital close down five years ago? Why are they still sent there?"
Chu Ping's face was full of confusion.
"He was sent a month before the shutdown, but it was shut down not long after that. I haven't heard anything about him since."
"Then where is he? I'll go to his house and have a look." Chu Ping was obviously a little anxious.
"Home?" The middle-aged male doctor shook his head repeatedly, "I have been working with him for two years and I have never heard him mention his home."
Chu Ping thanked the male doctor and left. He did not expect to find such information here.
"Dongjiao Mental Hospital?" Chu Ping thought of the post he saw on the Internet before, "Is it true?"
On the way home by bus, Chu Ping used his mobile phone to check information about Dongjiao Mental Hospital in West China City.
As Chu Ping had learned before, the East Suburb Mental Hospital of West China City was established ten years ago and was led by the youngest doctor of psychiatry at the time.
It was considered a sensation at the time, and several media outlets rushed to report on it. Even though Chu Ping was only fifteen years old at the time, he had also heard about it.
However, the good times did not last long. The Dongjiao Mental Hospital only lasted for five years and then announced its closure due to operational problems.
