Chapter 558 The Mental Hospital in the Industrial Area (Please vote for the super large chapter)
"Brother, why are you going to a mental hospital at this time? Do you live nearby?"
The taxi driver sitting in the driver's seat put his hands on the steering wheel and looked around at the vehicles around him.
"I have friends who are hospitalized there."
He Ao flipped the map on his bracelet and replied.
A three-dimensional map was projected from the bracelet. He Ao stared at the address of Vic Mental Hospital marked on the map, thoughtfully.
"Oh oh oh," the driver stepped on the accelerator and passed the vehicle in front, "You still go to see him at this time. You two have a good relationship, right?"
"Indeed," He Ao nodded slightly, "I have always missed him."
He Ao closed the map on his bracelet and opened the detailed information about Vic Mental Hospital that he had just asked Eve to search for him.
This mental hospital was established about ten years ago. Judging from the scattered information on the Internet, it is a public welfare mental hospital that provides free treatment to mental patients.
Although Eve collected some information about this mental hospital from the Internet, there was not much information, and most of it was scattered posts from netizens.
It only describes that this mental hospital will provide patients with free accommodation and food, and the environment looks good.
However, this mental hospital generally does not treat patients with living immediate family members. They only treat homeless people with signs of mental illness and some lonely elderly people who are suspected of being ill.
However, some posts claiming to be court employees mentioned that this hospital will also treat some mentally ill criminals transferred from the court.
At this point, the information stopped abruptly.
This mental hospital does not have any official website, nor any promotional materials. Except for the geographical location of this mental hospital on the map software, no more precise information about this mental hospital can be found.
Even this geographical location was uploaded by nearby netizens and was not officially certified by a mental hospital.
Judging from this information, the mental hospital is more of an urban legend than a medical facility.
"Is this an old industrial area near here?"
The taxi driving slowly turned into a group of old buildings. The taxi driver looked around and said, "When did a mental hospital open in the old industrial area? Aren't there factories all around here?"
"More than ten years."
He Ao looked at the familiar scenes around him, and the memory fragments from Jace slowly emerged. He put down his bracelet and said casually.
"I have lived here for more than ten years and have never seen this mental hospital." The driver glanced at the navigation on the car display, "Are you sure this location is accurate?"
"It should be accurate," He Ao looked out the window. "This is the only Vic Mental Hospital in the entire Witland."
The surrounding old buildings passed by outside the car window one after another. "It has been here for more than ten years, and there has been basically no change."
"Have you been here before?"
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at He Ao's slightly reminiscing look, "Have you ever worked here before?"
"My father worked here, a long time ago."
He Ao showed a gentle smile.
"Then it shouldn't be easy for your father. The working conditions here have never been very good. Accidents often happen. Many of these factories and factories are over fifty years old. If you are not careful, you will suffer some safety accidents."
The driver slapped his hand on the steering wheel, "Those bastard conglomerates only care about making more money, and are not willing to let any of it slip through their fingers to improve the living conditions of the people below."
"Um."
He Ao nodded slightly.
"But that's right,"
The driver followed the navigation and turned into an alley with no street lights. "If you can live a good life, who would come here to work? There are layoffs everywhere now. Many people who used to sit in offices in North Wetterland have gone to the factory."
Now, these factories only want young people, not older people like us."
“How does the taxi industry compare with factories?”
He Ao withdrew his gaze and answered.
"How can it be better? They are almost the same,"
The driver sighed,
"The group takes more than 30% of each order, and then there are electricity bills, maintenance fees, car rental fees for the company, and various insurances. There is not much money left in your pocket from a single order. If you want to make more money, just
There is an additional fee for running in the early morning, or running at extra time.
"But what can I do? I still have two children at home, who have to go to school, have to eat, have credit cards to pay off every month, and rent to pay, all of which are on my forehead.
"Actually, my wife works in a nearby factory. I also know that it is dangerous and people will die, but there is nothing I can do. If you don't work, you will have no food. Once the credit card is overdue, interest will compound. More and more, overdue rent will
Get kicked out."
He pointed out the window at the homeless tent leaning against the edge of the wall.
"Look at the homeless people outside. They used to have houses to live in. They either couldn't pay the rent or the mortgage. After they were kicked out, they lived outside or in cheap hotels. One of my colleagues was like this.
.
"I used to think there was nothing wrong with sleeping on the street. At worst, I would sleep on the street.
"But it was also from my colleague that I learned that sleeping on the street for a day or two is fine. If you sleep too much, you will catch a cold and get sick.
"People who sleep on the street basically don't have medical insurance, or buy the cheapest medical insurance. Once you get sick, the hospital will take out your last money and make your living situation worse.
"Even if he is cured, his life will get worse and he will suffer the fate of getting sick again. Then he will have no money for treatment, his body will collapse, and he will not be able to work. My colleague was fired because of poor performance and poor physical condition.
"Later I heard he was wandering in the neighborhood south of Plant,"
He was silent for a moment, "After that, I never heard from him again."
After saying that, he smiled and said, "Sorry, I've been complaining a lot lately, and I accidentally talked too much."
"fine."
He Ao smiled and shook his head.
At this time, the taxi also slowly pulled over, and a gentle female voice came from the car navigation system, "You have arrived at your destination. Please take your luggage with you and pay attention to the cars coming from the left and right. Tellison Taxi will serve you wholeheartedly."
"Brother, your position seems a bit biased."
The taxi driver glanced out the window.
This place seemed to be a forgotten corner, and the surrounding street lights were all damaged. On the dark road, only the faint lights of taxis illuminated the road ahead.
Looking out the car window, in the hazy night, there is only a rusty iron gate, and behind the iron gate, there is a building with only some scattered rooms with lights on.
The taxi driver turned on the flashlight function on his wristband, shined a light on the rusty iron door, and found a faded paint sign next to the iron door.
"Vic Mental Hospital," the driver read out the words, "there really is a mental hospital here."
He glanced at the rusty iron door again. The night wind blew through the iron door, and the loose knob shook together with the rusty iron door, making a creaking sound.
He turned to look at He Ao, "Brother, how long have you not seen your friend? Are you in a hurry? This place looks more like a mental hospital in a ghost story. I don't think you are a bad person. How about you
Find some friends and come over at noon tomorrow?"
"I haven't seen him for a long time. I didn't know he was here before,"
He Ao raised his bracelet, paid the fare, opened the door, got out of the taxi, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm safer in the dark."
The evening breeze blew through his clothes, blending his figure into the thick night.
Only then did the driver see He Ao's face clearly, and also saw some bright red spots stained on He Ao's clothes.
For some reason, he felt that He Ao at this moment was more terrifying than that gloomy mental hospital, more like a killer wandering in the night.
But perhaps it was because of the conversation he had just had, that the killer did not make him feel alienated. Although fear arose in his heart, his overall mood was surprisingly calm.
"Then be careful. If you are in danger, remember to call the FBI."
He retracted his body, stretched his arm out of the car window, and waved to He Ao, "I wish you all the best."
"Thanks."
He Ao nodded and watched the old taxi disappear into the depths of the night.
The fear spread by terrorists seems to have less impact on people with friendly intentions.
He turned around and looked at the iron door that creaked in the night wind.
On the edge of the iron gate, there is an iron sign with blurred words hanging on it.
[Please go inside when visiting]
He Ao looked past the iron sign and looked at the faded sign next to the iron gate.
The huge signboard was mounted on the wall, and the overall color was dark purple-red, which was somewhat incompatible with the gray-white wall.
The signboard and the wall are not actually one piece.
The company name was directly engraved on the gray-white wall more than ten years ago. At that time, this area was still called "Enright Chemical Company".
The chemical plant where Jess's father had an accident.
Shortly after Jess's father's accident, the chemical plant filed for bankruptcy liquidation, and all properties were auctioned off.
After that, Jess never heard the name of this chemical plant again.
It's as if this chemical plant has really disappeared forever.
He Ao withdrew his gaze, pressed his hand on the iron door, and with a harsh and long creaking sound, he slowly pushed open the iron gate.
The reason that prompted Ho Ao to come here, besides the fact that the psychotic killer who killed his wife was imprisoned here, was that this mental hospital was built in the old industrial area where Jess's father had an accident, which made him realize that something was wrong.
Although Jess did not remember the specific location of Enright Chemical Company, as the place where his father died, he still vaguely remembered the general area.
And Howie saw that the location of Vic Mental Hospital was in the approximate area in Jace's memory.
Although he had expected it before coming, He Ao was still a little surprised when this mental hospital actually appeared in front of He Ao, a building renovated from the site of a chemical plant.
Who would buy the site of a chemical plant that had a major accident and turn it into a free mental hospital?
He Ao's thoughts returned to his eyes and he looked into the hazy darkness. The terrorist's 'eyes of night' made the surrounding scenery as clear as day.
Behind the iron gate is a long and slender footpath that leads directly to the brightly lit building closest to the gate.
On both sides of the trail are lawns and flowers swaying in the night breeze.
In Wetterland, where land is at a premium, there are few places that can spare so much space for planting green plants.
After removing the rusty iron door and peeling paint signboard, judging from the flowers inside, the environment of this mental hospital is indeed good.
He Ao walked forward step by step along the trail.
The long-lasting memories that were covered with dust replayed bit by bit in his mind.
Jess had visited Enright Chemical Company many times after his father's death. At that time, there was such a trail behind the company's iron gate, but there were old factories on both sides of the trail.
At that time, the factory on one side of the trail had collapsed due to being too old, while the factory on the other side was the site of the explosion, and most of the entire factory was turned into ruins.
The person who bought the land demolished the two factories and built a garden on the original ruined land.
He Ao's footsteps stopped next to a flower swaying on the edge of the trail.
It was a purple five-petaled flower with matching flowers and leaves on the branches, which looked enchanting and beautiful.
People who have lived in the city for a long time may only marvel at the beauty of this flower when they see it.
The wanderers in the wilderness will immediately leave the land where flowers flourish.
In the memory that Ho inherited from the wilderness wanderer Ronal, this flower was called the ghost flower by the wilderness wanderers.
This is a flower that blooms in all seasons.
But its flowers will only bloom on soil soaked in blood.
The more dead souls there are under the soil, the more brilliant the ghost flowers will bloom in the mountains and fields.
Seeing ghost flowers blooming in the wilderness means that there are powerful predators or groups that like to kill nearby, and you need to leave immediately.
The petals of this flower are also one of the materials for making genetic medicines.
Of course, when Jess used this petal as an experimental material, he didn't know where this flower grew.
He Ao released his hand holding the ghost flower and let the flower continue to sway in the evening breeze.
His figure moved forward quickly along the quiet trail, and finally arrived at the brightly lit entrance of the mental hospital.
There is also a sign for Vick Mental Hospital hanging here, but it is much newer than the sign outside.
Under the sign, you can only see the hazy light shining through the frosted glass door.
He Ao pushed open the glass door and stepped into the interior of the mental hospital.
The first thing that caught his eye was a wide hall.
Different from the dark scene outside, the hall on the first floor of the mental hospital was lit with bright lights.
There were many patients wearing hospital gowns dozing on the seats in the lobby, or watching TV around an area with a large TV.
There are also some nurses pushing patients in wheelchairs who appear to have lost mobility to walk in the hall to relax and chat with the patients.
At first glance, this seems to be no different from an ordinary sanatorium.
But if you look closely, you will find that most of these patients maintain an eerie silence, watching TV in a daze and making almost no sound.
Instead, the nurses pushing the wheelchairs kept talking in a hoarse tone to the patients who barely responded in an extremely excited manner.
Their excitement is a bit like irritability.
"Hello, what can I do for you?"
And just as He Ao was watching the scene in the hall, a calm and cold greeting came from the side.
He Ao looked up, and there was an arc-shaped consultation desk not far away from him. A nurse wearing a white hat, a plain white nurse skirt, and a black sweater jacket was looking at her with a confused look.
Look at him.
The nurse wears exquisite makeup, and her red lips reflect little bits of crystal light under the bright light.
She has a good figure. Even if her body is covered by a wide nurse's skirt, it can't hide her looming graceful figure.
Rather than being a nurse in a hospital, she looks more like the manager or front desk of an exquisite high-end shopping mall office building.
"Hello,"
When he saw the nurse, He Ao walked over naturally. He raised his bracelet and opened an interface, "I am the person in charge of a private charity foundation. I heard that there is a non-profit psychiatric hospital here.
I’m in the hospital, so I wanted to come over and have a look.”
He stretched out the bracelet in front of the nurse and showed the interface on the bracelet, which was the management interface for Jess's private charity fund.
"You want to?"
The nurse glanced at the management interface and looked at He Ao with some confusion, "Do you want to donate to our hospital?"
Compared with other nurses, the nurse sitting at the consultation desk looked unusually normal, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the hall.
"I want to visit first,"
He Ao took back his bracelet and smiled, "I also know some friends who run media companies. I saw on the Internet that your mental hospital has basically no publicity. I think better publicity should bring you more.
funds.”
Jess didn't know his friend who owned a media company, but Wei An did.
Exposing this relationship is to give the other party a reason to cooperate.
This mental hospital may not need money, but judging from the way they act, they don't want to be exposed to the public eye.
"Sorry, we don't lack..."
When she heard He Ao's first sentence, the nurse subconsciously refused, but when she heard He Ao's last sentence, she paused.
"What's not missing?"
He Ao looked at her doubtfully.
"There is no shortage of patients,"
The nurse showed an embarrassed smile, picked up the bracelet, and clicked on the dialog box, "We have too many patients, and we may really need money, but I don't know the specific situation of the hospital. I need to contact our director."
"OK."
He Ao nodded and turned to look at the patients and nurses around him again.
As he chatted with the nurses at the consultation desk, the surrounding nurses gradually became quiet, but no one, including the patients, raised their heads to look at He Ao.
They still maintained their previous inertia and were doing their own things, as if He Ao never existed.
The nurse at the consultation desk quickly ended the conversation. She looked at He Ao,
"Our dean asked me to show you around first, and he will arrive soon."
"OK."
He Ao nodded.
"Then let's visit the Medical Equipment Department first?"
The nurse walked out from behind the consultation desk with a smile and asked seemingly casually, "How did you know about our hospital?"
As she walked out from behind the consultation desk, her lower body, which was covered by the consultation desk, was also revealed. The pure white nurse skirt only reached her knees, and the areas not covered by the nurse skirt were tightly wrapped around her calves and spread all the way to her knees.
Matte black stockings for thighs.
"I have a friend who is being treated here,"
Howe replied casually, "His name is Ellente."
"Mr. Arent?" The nurse at the consultation desk was slightly surprised, "I know him. He was discharged from the hospital a year ago."
There are some glitches, it's a little late, the next update will be tomorrow.
