Chapter 777: Liu Zheng, if you want to thank your ancestors, thank you for saving you

Pick up Liu Zheng from the psychiatric hospital?

Liu Jingyuan was shocked, is Liu Zheng's condition getting worse and worse? Liu Zheng was crazy before, but he also lived at home, and now he went directly to a mental hospital.

Didn't the ancestor go to see Liu Zheng in person some time ago? How can it be serious?

And why did he go to a psychiatric hospital to pick Liu Zheng out?

Liu Jingyuan was puzzled, and the ancestor hung up the phone without saying anything in detail.

Liu Jingyuan didn't think much about it, he immediately got up and sorted out his suit, and strode outside without squinting, and seven or eight secretaries outside the door immediately followed, with great pomp.

"Find out which psychiatric hospital Liu Zheng is in now, and the meeting will be postponed."

With the identity of the Liu family's current eight great families, it is too easy to investigate a person.

Moreover, what the ancestor told him was more important than any cooperation meeting, so he didn't have to think about postponing it directly.

Downstairs of the group, the exclusive driver had already parked the top business car at the door, just waiting for Liu Jingyuan to get on the bus.

Driving directly to the Green Mountain Psychiatric Hospital, Liu Jingyuan felt infinite emotion in his heart and strode inside.

The Green Mountain Psychiatric Hospital is an upper-class psychiatric hospital in the imperial capital, and most of them are patients from wealthy families. Liu Jingyuan walked in and saw that the nurse was persuading a man to come down from the tree.

Liu Jingyuan looked at it, and felt more and more embarrassed in his heart, that man he had seen before, and he was once famous in the imperial capital, but the company went bankrupt, and the pride of the sky fell into the clouds, and then he went crazy.

Liu Jingyuan couldn't help but chuckle, if it weren't for the old ancestor, maybe his fate would not be much better than this man......

"I'm not mentally ill, I'm really not sick, I can get a brain check!"

The young man's almost desperate shout pulled Liu Jingyuan's thoughts back, and Liu Jingyuan was a little stunned.

He had seen the crazy Liu Zheng before, and the child spoke upside down, sometimes not even as good as a five or six-year-old child.

Listening to this sentence clearly, it doesn't look like a psychopath......

Liu Jingyuan thought of the instructions of his ancestors, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, could it be ......

Liu Zheng was wearing a hospital gown, struggling and screaming frantically on the hospital bed, the elegant talent had become like this, he shouted: "I said, I'm not sick!" I want to see Liu Yuyou, I want to see Liu Yufei! ”

The nurse seemed to have long been used to it, and immediately beckoned: "Quick, the patient is seriously ill and emotional, give him a tranquilizer!" ”

Several male nurses rushed up and pressed Liu Zheng to the hospital bed, unable to move.

Liu Zheng looked at the needle, and the despair in his heart almost overwhelmed him directly.

If he is sent to a mental hospital, he might as well be a lifelong madman, at least he won't despair, right?

Liu Yuyou, who is really his good sister, personally sent him to a psychiatric hospital.

Liu Zheng watched as the nurse came with a needle and approached the skin of his arm.

At that moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit strode in and scolded: "Stop! ”

Liu Zheng looked sideways, his eyes were full of tears, and his voice trembled: "Uncle Jingyuan......"

Liu Jingyuan felt uncomfortable when he saw it, this kid was the most well-known talent in the imperial capital, and he was tortured like this.

Liu Jingyuan looked at Liu Zheng's pale face, exhaled heavily, and said, "Liu Zheng, if you want to thank your ancestors, thank you for saving you." ”