"We are the staff of Yong'an Mental Hospital." One of the older men took two steps forward.
He pointed to the man behind Song Wuyou, and said: "The person on duty was accidentally escaped by him, let's catch him back."
When Xu Jing heard that the man had escaped from the psychiatric hospital, she looked at Song Wuyou nervously and worriedly.
Will this mentally ill man hit Miss
"If you don't go back, I won't go back!" The man suddenly poked his head out and shouted at them: "Someone wants to kill me, someone wants to kill me when I go back..."
Song Wuyou turned her head and glanced at the man. When she heard the man's words, her heart felt a sharp pain.
Let's not say for the time being that this man's appearance is the same as that of her younger brother in the previous life.
She knows that people with mental illness cannot trust everything they say.
But the man's hand holding her arm was trembling.
Even his fingers trembled violently, feeling his trembling, Song Wuyou felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It was like Hu Shui, who was originally calm, was suddenly thrown down by a small stone, causing waves to stir up round after round.
It seems that what he said is true, someone is going to kill him—
Song Wuyou glanced at the men coldly, then turned around, supported the men with both hands, and said softly, "Someone really wants to kill you?"
The man raised his eyes, and when he saw Song Wuyou's eyes, his body almost stopped shaking.
He kept nodding: "He took a knife and wanted to stab me in the heart. There was a lot of blood, a lot of blood..."
"Did it hit your heart?"
"No, but there's a lot of blood."
"It didn't pierce your heart, where did the blood come from?"
"Arms, shoulders..."
When Song Wuyou heard this, he grabbed the man's arm and took a look.
Above the elbow, there was really a long and deep wound that was not treated properly and bled thickly.
She pulled down the man's neckline again, and there was a wound as deep as his arm under the shoulder.
If Song Wuyou guessed correctly, this wound was cut from the back by the man with the knife, and the wound on his arm was caused by the same knife.
According to her speculation, these two wounds were caused in the last four days.
Seeing the man's wound, Song Wuyou's heart ached as if seeing his younger brother injured.
Suddenly a surge of anger came to her heart, she turned around quickly, protected the men behind her, glared at the men and said sharply: "His wound is so serious, why don't you help him deal with it?"
The older man who came forward was supposed to be the leader of them all.
The man said helplessly: "Fights in the yard happen frequently, and it has become a common occurrence. After the wound is treated, a new wound will appear."
"Are you so irresponsible?" Song Wuyou was very angry.
Xu Jing next to him was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and looked at Song Wuyou inexplicably.
Why is the lady angry about a person who came out of a mental hospital
"Miss, this is a matter of our hospital. As the dean, I know how to do it." The dean said.
Song Wuyou's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were firm, "I won't let you take him away."
When the head of the psychiatric hospital heard this, he looked at Song Wuyou in surprise: "Do you know him?"
Xu Jing and Liu Zhiming also looked at Song Wuyou in surprise.
What did she leave a psychopath for
"You don't have to worry about this, you go."
"How can this be done? He is a mentally ill person and will beat people casually," said the dean.