Xiao Ling was quite surprised.

She thought that Cui Naiwen should be placed somewhere with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, suitable for long-term recuperation and rest, and definitely not such a deserted place with reinforced concrete.

"It's 。。。。。。"

Getting off the aircraft, Xiao Ling looked at the shell made of reinforced glass, and there was not even a door plaque, only outside those cold glass exterior walls, there was a slight Shanghai-Nanjing diagram structure, which looked so ugly that it was illogical.

"You said Cui Naiwen is here? Is this a hospital? ”

I still remember the gene therapy hospital in the capital, although it is not splendid, but the ruins of the past are enough to be called atmospheric and high-grade. On the other hand, there are no facilities in sight.

Ms. Ou ignored Xiao Ling's frowning brows, walked to the wall where the gap in the door could hardly be seen, and slapped the wall three times, which was light and heavy.

Xiao Ling stared at it with wide eyes until the depression bounced back again, and a person came out of the gap.

It was a very short man, Xiao Ling's position was about five steps away from there, and he couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

"Capital's?"

The man saw Ou Yang, and then crossed Ou Yang's shoulder to see Xiao Ling's puzzled face, and instantly became alert.

Ou Yang didn't pay attention to him, only escaped with a card, and Xiao Ling vaguely saw that there was Principal Cui's name on it.

"You guys, too?"

The man's face was not too questioning, but there was some doubt in his tone.

Ms. Ou just shook her head: "It's just to visit relatives, it should have been sent yesterday." ”

The man's face looked very bad, but he still couldn't help the card in Ou Yang's hand, and he dodged and let the person in.

The interior of this glaring, low-budget room is no better than the outside, with long and narrow corridors, dark low ceilings, dim lighting, and damp corners emitting a stench.

These all continued to stimulate Xiao Ling's senses, and she was still thinking about what the man meant by "pastime" just now.

They had passed through a long, long tunnel, and then came to a large hall with bits of glass on the opposite wall.

At the beginning of the period, Xiao Ling thought it was a window, but those glasses were densely arranged in two rows, about one meter square, and the distance between them was pitifully small, and there was no light from inside, only the reflection on the surface.

The man leading them knocked on the wall again, and the wall slowly opened. They weren't the only guests, there was another man in the same black robe in the hall leading a male guest with a booklet in his hand, flipping through it.

"Let's do it." When the door opened, Xiao Ling heard the man say.

Then the receptionist walked up to the glass wall, slapped on one of the glasses, and the glass lit up instantly, and it turned out to be a small low room!

Xiao Ling looked at the girl who could only lie down in the room in horror and raised her head, her whole face was haggard to what time, and when she saw the man outside the glass, her eyes widened as if she saw a good meal, and a cheap smile appeared.

"This way." The man who received them urged Xiao Ling.

For a moment, the girl's empty face and stiff smile through a glass made Xiao Ling have a very bad idea. But she thinks that under the current new society, such a thing will not happen, and tries her best to comfort herself.

How so?

The door opened, and they passed through a long aisle again. The girl's shriveled face lingered in Xiao Ling's mind like a curse, and the sticky ** that came into her ears at the end of the passage shocked her like thunder.

"What is this?"

The strong tone of doubt made the short man can't help but raise his head and glance at Xiao Ling, and Ms. Ou bluntly said that it was okay and asked him to continue to lead the way.

Xiao Ling was simply shocked, and Ms. Ou's composure about all of this surprised her to the extreme.

"What the hell is going on, what is this place?"

The sticky voice from the love of men and women made Xiao Ling blush, and she didn't even care about being ashamed, regardless of the man's increasingly explicit suspicious gaze, she directly grabbed Ms. Ou's arm and asked what was going on.

Ms. Ou calmly turned her head and looked at Xiao Ling: "Didn't you say that I will bring you to see Cui Naiwen, just in front." ”

Xiao Ling was completely shocked, her legs walked numbly, and through the dim aisle, they came to the source of the ** sound transmission.

"Sorry, the space is limited, and the newcomers are all in the ** room at the end, so they all have to pass through here."

The man already knew about the situation of the two of them, and deliberately explained the matter to Xiao Ling.

Ms. Ou frowned and looked at him, but didn't say anything. Usually the receptionist is not allowed to talk to the guests too much, and this person is obviously too curious.

At the end of the passage was another hall, and unlike the previous one, there were many different exits, each leading to a circular foyer, and in that circular wall there were many doors. Xiao Ling imagined that behind the doors, there were women like the shriveled and poor girl just now, passively accepting the ravages of men.

Those doors were like black holes, burning Xiao Ling's heart.

She withdrew her gaze, not daring to look any more. She felt her eyes tainted, and everything in front of her became wobbly, no longer the world she knew it to be.

Finally, they came to the so-called ** room.

"Cui Naiwen, Cui Naiwen!"

The man was drinking at the door, and then finally a woman came out of it, a woman who looked like the fat lady of the school doctor, but with the opposite eyebrow on her.

"Calling her by name doesn't have it, that's a fool."

Xiao Ling didn't have the courage to take a look at the big ** room, she only curled up behind Ms. Ou, waiting for the woman to push Cui Naiwen out.

Things didn't seem to be as smooth as expected, the man frowned, and asked Ms. Ou and Xiao Ling to wait in the reception room next to him in a serious tone, Ms. Ou asked keenly, "Is there any problem?" ”

Xiao Ling suddenly fell out of her control at that moment, she strode in front of Ms. Ou, pulled the man over, and rushed into the wide ** room, startled by the scene in front of her.

Cui Naiwen's hair has been cut off, and it is like a rag on his head. And she was kneeling on the ground at the moment。。。。。。。。 Shaking.

Xiao Ling only felt that his blood was surging: "Cui Naiwen!!!! ”