Chapter 167: The Wardrobe

"The female nurse should come back after handing out the medicine in her hand, and when she finds that the notes are missing, she will definitely look around. But I always feel that she is only a little stronger than Xiaoxiao and Bixian, and even if she fights head-on, she will not necessarily lose. ”

Chen Ge grabbed the skull crusher and entered the depths of the corridor, and under the same circumstances, it was estimated that he had already been scared crazy, how could he still think about this.

Pushing open the doors of the wards one by one, 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 is coming from downstairs, and the bathroom on the third floor should not be the room where the 'door' is located." He could feel the uneasiness of the white cat on his shoulder, and Chen Ge tried to push open the bathroom door, but it was pitch black inside, without a trace of light.

The rows of low cubicles look a little scary, and the toilets in the psychiatric hospital are different from those in the school, probably for fear of an accident in the toilet, all of which have no door panels.

After turning around and finding no abnormality, Chen Ge finally stopped in front of the mirror of the sink, where the mirror design is very interesting.

The top of the frame is fitted with a curtain that, like a curtain, can easily cover the mirror with a single reach.

This little arrangement in the bathroom of the third ward reminded him of his own horror room: "It seems that the mirror here is not clean either. ”

Chen Ge opened the curtain on the mirror, and there were many stains on the mirror, as if he was constantly being touched with his dirty hands, and even the figure in the mirror was not so clear.

"The door isn't here." After knowing the internal structure of the bathroom in the third ward, Chen Ge also had a bottom in his heart, and after he came out of the bathroom, he went down directly from the stairs on the other side to the second floor.

The closer he got to the ground floor, the stronger the stench wafted in the air, and what surprised Chen Ge even more was that some strange things began to appear on the walls and ground of the corridor on the second floor.

I don't know if it's because of the disrepair of the building, or other reasons, some places on the wall of the second floor will inexplicably bulge outward, and the protruding places will also be red, as if the human skin has been hit hard, because the subcutaneous blood vessels have ruptured and caused the skin surface to be red and swollen.

There was also something like blood stains left in the cracked floor, and it seemed that blood once flowed out of the cracks, but then dried up.

The second and third floors are completely different, and the terror index almost directly doubles.

If the third floor is eerie, the second floor has reached the point where it is dangerous and makes people want to escape all the time.

"This can't really be blood, right?" Chen Ge grabbed some lumps from the ground and crushed them in his hands: "It doesn't smell bloody, it should just be ordinary red soil." ”

The futons in the corridor were a little in the way, and Chen Ge had lifted a few of them when he passed by.

He found that the closer he got to the bottom, the more realistic the dummies became, not the kind of visual realism, but the feeling that the other party brought to him similar to a living person.

"When I enter the first floor, will the dummy in the futon get up on its own?" He's not joking, he's thinking very seriously.

After passing through the corridor and passing through the wards, Chen Ge saw several special rooms near the corner of the corridor.

The doors of the wards are all equipped with windows to allow the doctor to see the inside of the room from the outside, but the doors of these rooms are a little different.

"The Dean's Office?" Chen Ge almost ran through the three wards of the rehabilitation center, and this was the first time he had seen a door with a sign hanging on it.

Entering it, this room is large, and it seems to have been transformed from three patient rooms.

Pots of dead plants lay against the walls of the room, flanked by empty bookshelves and office desks.

Inside, there's also an ensuite, half the size of the outside, with a single bed and a large ostentatious wardrobe.

Closing the door with his backhand, Chen Ge stepped in, and there were a large number of case lists scattered on the ground, but these case lists were different from the case lists in the female nurse's notebook, they were all unaltered, in other words, the owners of these case lists were still alive.

In the more than ten years that the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center has been in operation, the number of patients treated is very large, and this number is far more than Chen Ge had guessed before.

Compared to the millions of people in Jiujiang, people with mental illness make up only a tiny fraction. However, there are only two regular public mental illness treatment centers in Jiujiang, and they can only receive less than 1,000 people at full capacity, and the recurrence rate of mental illness is very high, and the hospitals are simply insufficient, so there are many private wards like the Third Rehabilitation Center.

Under the banner of public institutions, they are actually private wards, and their treatment is old-fashioned and simple, and their internal management is chaotic, and various accidents often occur. And because of the particularity of patients with mental illness, many things ended up in the end, and Wang Haiming's forced detention in a rehabilitation center is a good example.

Picking up a few cases casually and looking at them, Chen Ge quickly lost interest, and the diagnosis results prescribed by the doctor to most patients were similar, and even the treatment plan was exactly the same.

"Doctor Gao is called saving people and curing diseases, and these doctors are just killing the mind and soul, turning the patient into a puppet who has lost himself."

Continuing to rummage, the bookshelves and desk drawers were all empty, Chen Ge entered the room again, he lifted the bed board, tore the quilt cover and pillow, and there was nothing.

Finally, he looked at the large, somewhat exaggerated closet, the only place in the dean's office that he hadn't looked for.

"This closet is more than enough for two adults, is it possible that the missing dean is hiding in it?" Chen Ge scanned the wardrobe with a bone-crusher hammer.

The door of the cabinet is affixed with a special seal for the police, which must not have been torn off since it was applied, and the corners are intact.

"Why did the police seal this cabinet? Could it be that a body was found inside? ”

There are many strange places, there are police seals on the cabinet doors, people have been sealed with duct tape all around, strange words are written on the corners of the cabinet doors, and red nails half a palm long are nailed to them.

"I always feel like there's something very important 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 imaginary bloody scenes, no storage of clothes and other strange things, only blank sheets of paper full of words, and a few letters that had not had time to be sent.

casually picked up the top piece of paper, and the first line of words made Chen Ge's heart beat wildly.

"The kid in room three is going crazy again, he's the first person to see the 'door', and I suspect the 'door' has something to do with him."

Isn't room No. 3 unoccupied? Where did this child come from?

Chen Ge continued to look down, and the materials sealed in the closet clearly recorded how a 'door' destroyed the entire hospital.