Wen Zhiyuan craned his neck and glanced at it, panicking.

"What are you doing here?"

The doctor looked back and saw Bai Siqing, who was traveling with him, they nodded to him, and then hastily cleaned up and left the ward first.

Wen Zhiyuan was tied to the bed, her eyes were full of jealousy, and her eyes were fierce and struggling.

Compared with her excitement, Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng, who were already standing near the bed, seemed very peaceful.

The sisters' eyes looked around the ward, and then Wen Cheng looked at the window with an aluminum alloy fence, "Here, make sure she can't escape?"

Bai Siqing raised his eyebrows playfully, "Even if she is the queen mother, don't want to escape!"

On the floor of the isolation ward, each room is equipped with two bodyguards and four paramedics.

Patients' every move is monitored 24 hours a day, and there is nothing in their ward.

It is to prevent the patient from self-harming or running away. ”

Wen Cheng nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, but she may be living with HIV, so you'd better let the medical staff be careful." ”

Bai Siqing bowed, "I already drew blood for her just now, and I will send it for testing."

Don't worry, this hospital is our own, even if there is no patient in the future, it will always be open for her. ”

When the words fell, he looked at Wen Zhiyuan, who was terrified, "Do you feel proud when you hear this?"

Because of you, this hospital has re-injected tens of millions of dollars, and the families of other patients have to thank you!"

Bai Siqing, very venomous!

The implication is that as long as Wen Zhiyuan is alive, this rehabilitation center will be open forever.

When Wen Zhiyuan heard all this, the defense line in his heart completely collapsed.

She writhed on the bed and roared, "Let me out, I'm going to call the police, I'm going to call the police, you're breaking the law......"

If she falls into their hands, will she still have a good end?!

At this time, Wen Chengqin's cold gaze fell on her panicked cheeks, she leaned forward and paused word by word, "Admitted to a psychiatric hospital, even if you call the police, it's useless, who will believe the words of a mentally ill person?"

Of course, I hope you can live a little longer, so that you can also experience what true despair is. ”

After speaking, Wen Cheng's light expression gradually raised a smile of relief.

They looked at Wen Zhiyuan's embarrassed appearance that was still screaming and scolding, and after a while, they turned around and left one after another.

The figures of everyone gradually disappeared in front of them with the scorching sun outside the window, and Wen Zhiyuan shook his head and shouted sadly.

But, in response, there was only a lingering echo in the empty room.

At the beginning of this day, Wen Zhiyuan completely entered the hell of the mental hospital.

She used the tricks and tricks of the first half of her life in exchange for the tragic lessons of the rest of her life.

I heard that the blood test report came out, which confirmed that she was indeed infected with HIV.

And in this rehabilitation center, in the next ten years, the isolation ward on the third floor will not admit new patients with mental illness.

On this floor, there are only doctors who take turns on duty, and Wen Zhiyuan, who always refuses to admit that he is sick.

After that, she was alone, facing the cold wall all day, and it is said that in less than a year, she had a big mental problem.

She desperately wanted to talk to others, but the entire floor of the ward was empty, and she even begged the doctor to help contact Yanjun and Ms. Lian.

After the doctor's report, he did contact the Yan family.

But in response, the Yanjun couple refused to meet her again, and sent a letter of severance agreement.

In this way, she was immersed in her own world, and in the solitude that accumulated, she had a complete nervous breakdown, and with it splitting into thirteen different personalities.

In this small ward, Wen Zhiyuan began to communicate with himself for more than ten years.

Later, among her different personalities, there was a wicked and unscrupulous type, who appeared for longer and longer, and behaved like Leng Yiyan.

In this life, only love cannot be disappointed, so she lives herself like a cold Yiyan.

She came to the world for a while, and finally went to Nanke for a dream.

Wen Zhikite, completely offline, Amitabha.