"The female nurse should come back after distributing the medicine in her hand. When she finds out that the notes are missing, she will definitely look around. But I always feel that she is only a little stronger than Xiaoxiao and Bixian. Even if we fight her head-on,
You may not lose."
Chen Ge grabbed the skull-crushing hammer and entered the depths of the corridor. Another person came in under the same situation. He must have been frightened out of his mind. How could he have the mind to think about this.
After pushing open the doors of each hospital room without success, Chen Ge walked all the way to the bathroom door on the third floor.
"The sound of the door opening came from downstairs. The bathroom on the third floor should not be the room where the door is located." He could feel the restlessness of the white cat on his shoulder. Chen Ge tried to push the bathroom door open. It was dark inside and there was no
A ray of light.
The rows of low cubicles look a bit scary. The toilets in mental hospitals are different from those in schools. Perhaps because of concerns about patients having accidents in the toilets, all cubicles are not equipped with door panels.
After walking around and finding nothing unusual, Chen Ge finally stopped in front of the mirror on the sink. The mirror design here is very interesting.
There is a cloth curtain installed on the top of the frame, just like a curtain. You can easily cover the mirror by stretching your hand and pulling it.
This small decoration in the bathroom of the third ward reminded him of his own horror house: "It seems that the mirrors here are not clean either."
Chen Ge opened the curtain on the mirror. There were many stains on the mirror, as if someone had been touching it with dirty hands. Even the figures in the mirror were not so clear.
"The door is not here." Chen Ge had a clear idea of the internal structure of the bathroom in the third ward. After coming out of the bathroom, he went directly down the stairs on the other side to the second floor.
The closer to the ground floor, the stronger the stench wafting in the air. What surprised Chen Ge even more was that some strange things began to appear on the walls of the corridor on the second floor and on the ground.
I don’t know whether it is due to the deformation of the building due to disrepair or other reasons, but some parts of the wall on the second floor will bulge outwards for no apparent reason, and the bulging areas will turn red, as if they were human skin that has been severely beaten.
The surface of the skin becomes red and swollen due to rupture of blood vessels under the skin.
There were also what looked like blood stains remaining in the cracked floor. It seemed that blood had once flowed out of the cracks, but it had dried up later.
The second and third floors are completely different, and the terror index almost doubles.
If the third floor is spooky and weird, the second floor is already dangerous and makes people want to escape all the time.
"These things are not really blood, are they?" Chen Ge grabbed some lumps from the ground and crushed them in his hands: "It doesn't smell like blood, it should be just ordinary red soil."
The quilts in the corridor were a bit obstructive, and Chen Ge opened a few of them when he passed by them.
He found that the closer he got to the bottom, the more realistic the dummies were. It was not that they were visually realistic, but they gave him a feeling similar to that of a living person.
"When I enter the first floor, will the dummy in the quilt get up on its own?" He was not joking, but was thinking seriously.
After walking through the long corridor and passing one ward after another, Chen Ge saw several special rooms near the corner of the corridor.
The doors of the wards are all equipped with windows so that doctors can see clearly what is going on in the wards from outside, but the doors of these rooms are a little different.
"Dean's office?" Chen Ge almost visited the three wards of the rehabilitation center. This was the first time he saw a door with a sign.
Entering it, this room is very large and seems to have been converted from three wards.
There are several pots of dead plants placed against the wall of the house, next to empty bookshelves and office desks.
There is also a suite inside, which is only half the size of the outside, equipped with a single bed and a large and exaggerated wardrobe.
Closing the door with his backhand, Chen Ge stepped inside. There were a large number of case sheets scattered on the ground. However, these case sheets were different from the case sheets in the female nurse's notebook. They had not been altered. In other words, the owners of these case sheets were still there.
Survive in the world.
In the more than ten years since its operation, the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center has treated a very large number of patients, a number that far exceeded Chen Ge's previous guesses.
Compared with the millions of people in Jiujiang, mental patients only account for a very small part. However, there are only two formal public mental illness treatment centers in Jiujiang, and they can only receive less than a thousand people at full capacity. In addition,
The relapse rate of mental illness is very high, and there are simply not enough hospitals, so there are many private wards like the Third Rehabilitation Center.
Under the banner of being public, it is actually a private hospital. Their treatment is rigid and monotonous, their internal management is chaotic, and various accidents often occur. And because of the special characteristics of patients with mental illness, many things end up being in vain.
In particular, Wang Haiming was forcibly imprisoned in a rehabilitation center, which is a good example.
Picking up a few medical cases and looking at them, Chen Ge quickly lost interest. The diagnosis results given by the doctors to most of the patients were similar, and even the treatment plans were exactly the same.
"Doctor Gao is just trying to save people and treat illnesses. Doctors like them are just killing their minds and souls and turning patients into puppets who have lost themselves."
Continuing to rummage, the bookshelf and desk drawers were all empty. Chen Ge entered the inner room again. He lifted up the bed board, tore open the quilt and pillows, but found nothing.
Finally, he looked at the rather large and exaggerated wardrobe, which was the only place in the dean's office that he had not looked for.
"This wardrobe is more than enough for two adults. Is it possible that the missing dean is hiding in it?" Chen Ge scanned the wardrobe with a bone-crushing hammer.
There is a special police seal affixed to the cabinet door. It has not been torn off since it was affixed, and the corners are intact.
"Why did the police seal this cabinet? Was there a dead body found in it?"
There are many strange places. There is a police seal on the cabinet door, and the surrounding area is sealed with tape. Strange words are written on the corners of the cabinet door, and red nails half a palm long are nailed on it.
"I always feel that there is something very important stored in this cabinet." Chen Ge carried the white cat to the door. He tore off the police seal and opened the cabinet door with a hammer.
There were no bloody scenes as imagined, nor were clothes or other strange things stored. There were only sheets of white paper filled with words and a few letters that had not been sent out in time.
He casually picked up the top piece of paper, and the first line he read made Chen Ge's heart beat wildly.
"The child in room three started going crazy again. He was the first person to see the 'door'. I suspect that the appearance of the 'door' has something to do with him."
Isn’t there no one living in room three? Where did this child come from?
Chen Ge continued to look down. The information sealed in the closet clearly recorded how a 'door' destroyed the entire hospital.