Jiang Xi's lawyer took her, accompanied by the police, to undergo a mental illness examination.
Finally found out.
Jiang Xi suffers from mania, delusions, and schizophrenia.
"Are you pretending?"
This was Jiang Li's first reaction when he got the news.
Feng Siye also thought it was just an act.
This kind of thing is not unusual. How many murderers in the social news were eventually diagnosed as mentally ill and successfully escaped legal sanctions?
Jiang Xi probably wanted to use this method to get away with it.
She has been an actress for several years, and it is not difficult for her to play a mentally ill character.
"No, the appraisal report must be fake. I'll go check it out."
"Stop checking."
Feng Siye held her hand, his eyes were filled with cold light, "Don't she want to be mentally ill? Let her do it. Mental illness should go to the place where mental illness should be."
Two days later.
Jiang Xi was transferred from the detention center to a fully closed mental hospital in a relatively remote area of Jiangcheng City.
What a coincidence.
This mental hospital was funded and built by the Feng Group.
However.
Jiang Xi, who was handed over, had no idea about this.
Yang Jingyu took a taxi to bring Jiang Xi here. She is now Jiang Xi's only direct relative. After Jiang Xi was diagnosed with mental illness, the police notified her to pick up someone from the detention center and asked her to send Jiang Xi to this mental hospital for treatment.
Yang Jingyu was crying along the way.
The family is bankrupt.
Her husband was about to be sentenced to death in the second trial.
Jiang Li severed ties with his family.
Her only hope was Jiang Xi. As a result, Jiang Xi's career was ruined, he committed another crime and was sent to a detention center. Now he is mentally ill. What hope does she have in this life?
"Xiao Xi..."
On the way here, Yang Jingyu quietly asked Jiang Xi in the car, "Tell mom, are you faking it? If you are faking it, just wink at mom and she won't tell anyone."
Jiang Xi doesn't believe Yang Jingyu.
She is a mother who has no independent opinion when it comes to things and is indecisive in doing things. If something happens to her, not only will she not be able to help, she might even be held back.
Jiang Xi played the role of a psychopath conscientiously, pulling her hair and smiling sillyly at Yang Jingyu.
Yang Jingyu's heart dropped.
She covered her face and cried, "What evil have I done in my life? Why does God punish me like this..."
"..."
The biggest sin she has ever committed in her life is the calamity of giving birth to Jiang Li.
"Xiao Xi, how will your mother live in the future?"
"Hey hey hey."
After crying for a while, Yang Jingyu began to feel happy.
Fortunately, Ankang Mental Hospital does not charge treatment fees, otherwise she would not have the money for Jiang Xi to receive treatment. The only bad thing is that this mental hospital is completely closed.
Family members can only visit during specified times.
Can……
When Jiang Xi entered the hospital, someone was waiting for her.
What will she do in her old age?
She is over 50 years old and has spent her whole life being taken care of. She has not worked for twenty years. It is simply unrealistic for her to find a job to support herself at this time.
She can't do the hard work.
Yang Jingyu started crying again. She took Jiang Xi's hand and coaxed her in a childlike tone, "Xiao Xi, you have been a big star for so many years, and you should have saved some money. Tell your mother, your
What’s the bank card password?”
"..."
Jiang Xi's heart felt cold.
At this time, her mother didn't care about her at all and only wanted her money.
She still had millions left over from selling her apartment.
But she would never give it to Yang Jingyu.
She is still waiting to use the money to start a new life after her mental illness is "cured".
then.
She tilted her head and smiled stupidly at Yang Jingyu, "Hey hey hey."
"Xiao Xi..."
"Hey hey hey."
"Well, how about you tell mom which numbers you like?"
"Hey hey hey."
"You damn kid, what on earth is the password!"
"Hehe, hehehe."
"..."
By the end of the question, Yang Jingyu was in despair.
The car soon arrived at Ankang Mental Hospital.
The dean has been taken care of.
When Jiang Xi was sent here, he personally picked him up.
The day of the twelfth lunar month.
Jiang Xi was only wearing a sweater and a pair of pants. She was dirty and her hair was messy. When she got out of the car, she was hit by the cold wind and shivered from the cold.
But she shivered for a second.
Soon it was as if he could no longer feel the cold, and he was jumping around crazily at the entrance of the mental hospital, really looking like a little fool.
The dean accompanied Yang Jingyu to complete the procedures.
Before signing, Yang Jingyu confirmed again and again, "You really don't need money, do you?"
"Yes."
The director smiled and said, "Our mental hospital is a public welfare hospital, and the treatment fees are funded by large entrepreneurs. However, there is one thing. Before the patient completely recovers, in order to prevent the patient from causing harm to society, there is no way to prevent the patient from causing harm to society.
Leaving the hospital."
Yang Jingyu was relieved.
Jiang Xi is mentally ill.
If she didn't recover completely, she wouldn't dare to take Jiang Xi to her side.
And her current life is miserable enough. She can't even support herself, so how can she have the energy to take care of a patient?
Yang Jingyu signed it neatly.
The dean then said, "Family members can visit once every first of every month."
"good."
Complete the procedures.
Yang Jingyu, under the leadership of the nurse, sent Jiang Xi back to her ward.
Because it is a fully closed management, all the patients in this hospital live here. Because there are more patients, the hospital is divided into the men's wing and the women's wing. The nurse led the two people to the women's wing.
The inpatient department is a big courtyard.
When several people arrived in the yard, many old ladies were walking freely in the yard. Yang Jingyu noticed that these patients were all older, but their clothes were quite clean.
Some old ladies were building snowmen, and others gathered together in twos and threes to eat melon seeds and chat. You couldn’t tell that these people were mentally ill unless you looked carefully.
Those who don't know better think this is a nursing home, not a mental hospital.
Jiang Xi was assigned to a three-person room.
This ward is in the corner, and because it is blocked by other buildings, the whole room looks dark and cold.
When Jiang Xi entered, she didn't notice that the caregiver in the yard looked at her with eyes full of sympathy.
The nurse held the quilt and spread it on the single bed in the middle.
"Okay, Jiang Xi, this is your hospital bed."
"Hey hey hey."
Jiang Xi giggled and jumped onto the bed happily.
Seeing that the house was clean and tidy, Yang Jingyu felt relieved.
After Jiang Xi was settled, she left the hospital.
…
Free time.
Jiang Xi was the only one in the ward.
After everyone left, she pushed the messy hair from her forehead and showed a successful smile.
snort!
Escape from the detention center is only the first step.
Next.
When she comes back, she will make everyone who has wronged her pay the price.
After staying in the detention center for a few days, Jiang Xi was extremely stressed. Now she relaxed and felt sleepy. She kicked off her shoes, got into bed, and had a good sleep.
Jiang Xi woke up in the middle of the night.
To be precise.
She was startled awake by the sound of sharpening knives in the middle of the night.