Chinese The black Bentley slowly drove into the private hospital of Moe's private hospital.

The dean was already leading a line of people waiting at the door.

The car door opened, Mu Yazhe stepped out of the car, and the dean immediately led everyone to greet him warmly.

"Mr. Mu! We've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

The dean smiled flatteringly.

For more than an hour, Min Yu called on the phone, and at that time, the dean still didn't know where to sink in the gentle township! As soon as he heard that there was a big man in the Mu family who was coming, he waited for him, so he decorated it at a very fast speed and rushed to the scene.

In the fat industry of medical care, most of the medical centers and private hospitals in China are controlled by Mushi!

Mingde Hospital is the most prestigious private hospital in Beijing!

Dean Li Changde, the reason why he was able to sit in this position, was promoted by the Mu family, so for the people of the Mu family, he was waiting like an emperor!

Mu Yazhe glanced at him lightly and asked lightly, "What about people?" ”

He didn't say much to greet, and asked straight to the point.

The dean reacted for a few seconds, and his face froze: "People? I don't know who Mr. Mu refers to? ”

"Li Changde, I heard that a few days ago, my fourth uncle arranged for a woman to be admitted to the hospital, and I came to see her!"

The dean was stunned for a long time, he was not in the hospital for the past few days, so he naturally did not understand the situation.

The section-level director behind him immediately stepped forward and muttered a few words in his ear, roughly mentioning to him what had happened in the hospital in the past few days!

The dean immediately chimed in: "Mr. Mu, what are you talking about, the patient that the fourth master arranged in the hospital a few days ago?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Yazhe was obviously a little impatient, and his voice was deep.

The dean's heart jumped, and he said tremblingly: "People, people...... People have been controlled! Mr. Mu, I'll send someone to take you there! ”

Let's say it, everyone followed behind Mu Yazhe and walked towards the inpatient building.

Psychiatric Inpatient Building.

On the third floor, Mu Yazhe walked through the long corridor, and then everyone stopped at the door of ward 5.

"Open the door."

Because the psychiatric ward, unlike other wards, has a wooden door on the outside, and when the door opens, it reveals an iron gate.

Mu Yazhe stood at the door, and through the closed iron gate and the staggered iron bars, he clearly saw the scene in the ward.

The layout of the ward was quite simple, with whitewashed walls, a window sealed by an iron grille, and the windows and doors were closed, leaving only a ventilation opening.

In the empty ward, there was nothing but a separate bed.

On the side of the hospital bed, Mu Wanrou leaned against the side of the bed with her hair scattered, a pair of wide and empty eyes staring out of the window blankly, and her originally beautiful hair was like a ball of dead grass at the moment, so messy that it was not like words.

I don't know what stains are stuck on my hair, it looks very dirty.

She was nestled in the corner between the bed and the wall, her whole person looked sickly, her gray and colorless face, lifeless, and her eyes were empty, leaning against the edge of the bed, her hands were constantly entwined with her scattered and dirty hair, and she couldn't stop thinking about it, and she couldn't hear what she was muttering in Shinto, as if her soul had been drained by a mysterious force, leaving only this empty shell. Cat flutter Chinese