After the nurse gives out the medicine, she should be back. When she realizes the notebook is gone, she'll start looking for it. But I have a feeling she's only slightly stronger than Xiaoxiao and the Pen Spirit. Even in a head-on fight, I might not lose.
Chen Ge gripped the hammer and walked deeper into the corridor. If this had been someone else, they would have been scared out of their wits and would not have had the time to think about these things.
He pushed open the doors one after another, but there was nothing. Chen Ge walked all the way to the third-floor bathroom.
The sound of the door opening came from downstairs, so the third-floor bathroom shouldn't be the room where the 'door' is. He could feel the anxiety of the white cat on his shoulder. Chen Ge tried to push open the bathroom door, but it was dark without any light.
The rows of cubicles looked scary. The toilets at a mental hospital were different from those at school. Probably to prevent accidents, none of the cubicles had doors.
After walking around and finding nothing out of the ordinary, Chen Ge stopped before the mirror at the sink. The design of the mirror was interesting.
There was a curtain at the top of the frame, and with a pull, the mirror could be easily covered.
The small Xiao Bu in the Third Sick Hall reminded him of his own Haunted House. Looks like the mirror here is not clean either.
Chen Ge pulled back the curtain that covered the mirror. There were many stains on the surface of the mirror like someone had used dirty hands to rub it over and over again. Even the reflection in the mirror was blurry.
The door is not here. After understanding the internal structure of the Third Sick Hall's bathroom, Chen Ge had a better idea. After he exited the bathroom, he used the other staircase to go down to the second floor.
The closer he got to the bottom, the thicker the stench became. To Chen Ge's surprise, strange things started to appear on the walls and floor of the second-floor corridor.
Perhaps it was because the building had been in disrepair for a long time or for some other reason, but some parts of the walls on the second floor would mysteriously protrude outwards. The protruding parts would even turn red, just like the skin of a human that had been hit hard, and the surface of the skin would become red and swollen due to the rupture of the blood vessels beneath the skin.
There was something that looked like blood stains on the cracked floor. It felt like blood had once leaked out from the cracks but had dried up.
The second floor was completely different from the third floor; the horror factor was doubled.
If the third floor was eerie and creepy, then the second floor was so dangerous that it made people want to escape at all times.
"These things can't really be blood, right?" Chen Ge picked up some lumps from the ground and crushed them. There's no smell of blood, so it should be normal red soil.
The mattresses in the corridor were blocking his way. When Chen Ge passed them, he lifted a few of them.
He realized that the closer he got to the bottom, the more realistic the dummies became. It was not the kind of visual realism, but the feeling that they gave him was similar to a living person.
When I get to the first floor, will the mannequins crawl out on their own? He was not joking; he was thinking seriously.
After walking down the corridor and passing the sickrooms, Chen Ge saw a few special rooms at the corner.
The doors of the sickrooms all had windows so that the doctors could see what was going on inside the sickroom from the outside, but the doors of these rooms were slightly different.
"The director's office?" Chen Ge had visited all three buildings at the center, and this was the first time he had seen a door with a sign.
Entering it, he realized that the room was huge. It seemed to have been modified from three separate sickrooms.
Several pots of dead plants were placed against the wall, and next to them were empty bookshelves and desks.
There was a suite inside, but it was half the size of the outside. There was a single bed and a ridiculously large armoire.
Closing the door, Chen Ge stepped into it. There were many patient's records on the ground, but they were different from the ones in the nurse's notebook. They had not been altered. In other words, the owners of these patient's records were still alive.
In the ten years that Third Mental Convalescence Center had been in business, it had treated many patients, and the number was much higher than Chen Ge had expected.
Compared to Jiujiang's population of several million, mental patients were only a small portion. However, there were only two public mental health centers in Jiujiang, and even at full capacity, they could only accommodate less than one thousand patients. Furthermore, the relapse rate of mental illness was very high, and the number of hospitals was not enough. That was why there were so many private sick halls like Third Mental Convalescence Center.
They were public hospitals, but they were actually private hospitals. Their treatment methods were traditional, and the internal management was chaotic. Accidents often happened. Due to the uniqueness of patients with mental illness, many things ended up unresolved. Wang Haiming being forced into the center was a good example.
He picked up a few of the patient's records, and Chen Ge soon lost interest. Most of the patients' diagnoses were the same, and even their treatment methods were the same.
"Doctor Gao is saving lives and curing illnesses. These doctors are killing the patients' thoughts and souls, turning them into puppets."
He continued to search, but the bookshelves and drawers were all empty. Chen Ge entered the inner room. He pulled back the bed board and pulled back the pillow and cover. There was nothing there.
Finally, he turned to the ridiculously large dresser. This was the only place in the hospital director's office that he had not searched.
"This dresser is big enough to fit two adults. Is it possible that the missing hospital director is hiding in there?" Chen Ge scanned the dresser with the mallet.
The dresser had a police seal on it. It had not been removed since it was put on, and the edges were intact.
"Why would the police seal up this dresser? Was there a dead body inside? "
There were many other strange things. The dresser had a police seal on it, and it was sealed shut with tape. There were strange words written on the edge of the dresser, and there were red nails that were half the size of a palm nailed into the dresser.
"It feels like there's something important stored inside this dresser." Chen Ge carried the white cat to the door. He tore off the police seal and used the mallet to open the dresser.
There was no bloody scene like he had expected, and there were no clothes or other weird things inside. There were only pieces of white paper filled with words and a few letters that had not been delivered in time.
He picked up the top piece of paper, and the first line that entered his eyes made Chen Ge's heart race.
"The child in Room 3 has started to go crazy again. He was the first person to see the 'door', so I suspect the appearance of the 'door' has something to do with him."
Wasn't Room 3 unoccupied? Where did this child come from?
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