"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 think that she is only a little stronger than Xiaoxiao and Penxian. Even if you fight her head-on, she will not disappear Gotta lose."
Chen Ge grabbed the skull crusher and entered the depths of the corridor. In the same situation, another person came over. He was probably already scared crazy, how could he think about it.
Pushing open the doors of the wards, to no avail, Chen Ge walked all the way to the door of the bathroom 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." He could feel the unease of the white cat on his shoulder. Chen Ge tried to open the bathroom door. A glimmer of light.
The rows of low-slung compartments look a bit scary. The toilets in the mental hospital are different from those in schools. It may be that patients are worried about accidents in the toilets. All the compartments are not equipped with door panels.
After turning around, no abnormality was found. Chen Ge finally stopped in front of the mirror on the sink. The mirror design here is very interesting.
There is a curtain on the top of the frame, like a curtain, you can easily cover the mirror by reaching out and pulling it.
This small arrangement in the bathroom of the third sick building reminded him of his own horror house: "It seems that the mirrors here are not clean."
Chen Ge opened the curtain on the mirror. There were many smudges on the mirror, as if someone was constantly touching it with dirty hands. Even the figure in the mirror was not so clear.
"The door is not here." Knowing the internal structure of the bathroom in the third sick building, Chen Ge also had a bottom line in his heart. After he came 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 in the air. What surprised Chen Ge even more was that strange things began to appear on the walls and ground of the corridor on the second floor.
I don't know if it was due to the deformation of the building in disrepair or other reasons. Some parts of the wall on the second floor would bulge outward inexplicably, and the bulge would turn red, as if it had been severely beaten human skin. The skin surface is red and swollen due to rupture of subcutaneous blood vessels.
There was also something like blood stains left in the cracked floor. It seemed that blood once flowed out of the gap, but it dried up later.
The second and third floors are completely different, and the terror index almost doubles directly.
If the third floor is eerie, the second floor has reached a point where people want to escape all the time.
"These things can't really be blood, right?" Chen Ge grabbed some lumps from the ground and crushed them in his hands: "It doesn't smell of blood, it should be just ordinary red soil."
The bedding in the corridor was a bit in the way, and when Chen Ge passed by them, he opened a few.
He found that the closer to the bottom layer, the more realistic the dummies were, not the visual reality, but the feeling that the dummies gave him a feeling similar to a living person.
"Will the dummy in the futon get up by itself when I enter the first floor?" He wasn't joking, but was thinking seriously.
After walking through the corridor and passing the wards, Chen Ge saw several special rooms near the corner of the corridor.
The doors of the wards are all equipped with windows, so that the doctor can see the situation in the ward clearly from the outside, and the doors of these rooms are a little different.
"The dean's office?" Chen Ge ran almost all over 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 it seems to have been transformed from three wards.
There are several pots of dead plants placed against the wall of the room, and next to it are empty bookshelves and desks for office use.
There is also a suite inside, half the size of the outside, with a single bed and a large exaggerated wardrobe.
He closed the door with his backhand, and Chen Ge stepped into it. 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 were not altered. In other words, the owners of these case sheets were still live in the world.
In the more than ten years of operation of the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center, the number of patients treated is very large, and this number far exceeds Chen Ge's previous guess.
Compared to the millions of Jiujiang's population, mentally ill people are only a tiny fraction of the population. However, there are only two formal public mental disease treatment centers in Jiujiang, and they can only receive less than 1,000 people at full capacity. In addition, the recurrence rate of mental illness is very high, and the hospital is simply not enough, so there are many similar to the third one. Private wards such as rehabilitation centers.
Under the guise of being public, it is actually a private ward. Their treatment is rigid and monotonous, their internal management is chaotic, and various accidents often occur. And because of the particularity of mentally ill patients, many things ended up falling apart. Wang Haiming was forcibly locked up in a rehabilitation center, which is a good example.
Picking up a few cases and looking at them, Chen Ge quickly lost interest. The diagnosis results prescribed by the doctor to most of the patients were similar, and even the treatment plan was exactly the same.
"Dr. Gao only calls to save people and treat diseases. These doctors are just killing the mind and soul, turning patients into puppets who have lost themselves."
Continuing to search, the bookshelves and desk drawers were all empty, and Chen Ge entered the inner room again. He lifted the bed board, tore off the quilt and pillow, and found nothing.
Finally, he looked at the large and somewhat 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 dean who may be missing is hidden in it?" Chen Ge glanced at the wardrobe with a bone crushing hammer.
There is a special police seal attached to the door, which should not have been torn off since it was attached, and the corners are intact.
"Why did the police seal this cabinet? Did a body ever find it in it?"
There are still many strange places. The cabinet door is affixed with a police seal, and the surrounding area is sealed with tape. There are strange characters written on the corner of the cabinet door, and a half-palm-length red nail is nailed to 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 tool hammer.
There were no bloody scenes as imagined, and no clothes and other strange things were stored. There were only blank sheets of paper filled with words and a few letters that had not been sent out in time.
Picking up the top piece of paper, the first line of words made Chen Ge's heart beat wildly.
"The kid in room three started going crazy again. He was the first person to see the 'door'. I suspect that the appearance of the 'door' was related to him."
Isn't the third room unoccupied? Where did this kid come from
Chen Ge continued to look down, and the information sealed in the wardrobe clearly recorded how a 'door' destroyed the entire hospital.