Deep in the mountains, a recently renovated concrete road runs through it. The road is lined with flat fields, and the clear scent of rice blends into the thick morning mist.

A red Porsche 911 runs along the reservoir, gently driving along the country road, with the windshield wipers in operation at all times. He had come too early, and the sun was just showing the horizon.

Until we drove past a low hill, the road turned into the end of the reservoir, and the golden sunlight pierced through the morning mist and hit the green grass at the end of the reservoir. The babbling stream flooded a short stretch of the road, and Porsche waded over it, and the water would reach the chassis. In the distance, you can see a blue tent set up by the water, and a motorcycle is parked next to the tent.

The great writer Victor Hugo once said: Heaven and earth provide endless pleasures for open-minded people, so that they can use their mood, but reject those who are narrow-minded. Fang Yeyou was not a narrow-minded person, but he really had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery today.

In front of him, there was an old man in a white vest and blue pants, pacing leisurely in the direction of Porsche.

"Uncle, morning exercise." Porsche slowed down slowly beside the uncle and lowered the window.

The uncle licked the cigarette paper in his hand, and while rolling up the tobacco leaves, he looked at the owner of the car. The owner of the car is a middle-aged man, his beard is very delicately repaired, the high bridge of the nose, the deep eye sockets, even if he is wearing a Western-style trench coat, he exudes a temperament, which still reminds people of the American cowboy in the movie.

"yes, I don't sleep well every day." The uncle grabbed the cigarette and stopped to light it for himself, and the Porsche also stopped just right, always maintaining a parallel angle between the driver's window and the uncle.

"May I ask how to get to Tanton Mental Hospital?" Fang Ye asked.

The uncle took a deep puff of his cigarette, with the immersion of an old smoking gun, and it took a long time for two columns of smoke to erupt from his nose. He muttered a few words in dialect in a weird manner, Fang Yeyou didn't understand that he was scolding his mother, and he changed to the simple tone of the old peasant: "Just walk along this road, it just so happens that I am also tired of walking, so you can take me for a while." ”

Without waiting for Fang Yeyou to nod, the uncle walked around the front of the car by himself, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot. Fang Yeyou didn't mean to refuse, he smiled politely, stepped on the accelerator lightly and continued on the road.

"You're a good car, it's called a sports car, right?" The uncle vaguely touched the leather seat under him, and the soot dusted down, pretending as if he really didn't know the car.

"My apprentice's car is not worth much." Fang Yeyou replied lightly.

In the eyes of Fang Yeyou's "unsuccessful" apprentice, more than one million Porsche is indeed worthless, that is his own life!

"You still have apprentices, all the craftsmen in the family, oops, now there are craftsmen in the family, all of them are worthy of the ancestors!"

"It's just a salesman."

The uncle was suddenly disappointed, thinking that this person's apprentice was a rich second generation, and he was driving his apprentice's luxury car to install a façade: "You businessmen have a lot of tricks, and you still accept apprentices who run business." ”

"Yes, like us who run a business, the relationship is the capital, when you spend time to develop new customers, you have to hand over the old customers to the people you trust to maintain the relationship." Fang Yeyou talked eloquently, as if he was really a senior salesman from a small company.

The cab was smoky, and the uncle finally realized that he had lost Sven, so he pressed the window to prepare for ventilation, and the strong wind instantly poured in, blowing the soot in his face. The uncle was frightened, and directly raised his hand to throw the cigarette out and closed the window.

"Then what are you going to do in a mental hospital, do you have business to discuss?" The uncle hurriedly continued to ask to hide his embarrassment. However, Fang Yeyou didn't look at him, the uncle thought to himself that this was the quality of people in the city, and he definitely didn't look at others to make a fool of themselves.

"Go pick up someone and get them out of the hospital."

The uncle didn't think about it, and said like a few treasures: "There are all severe mental illnesses here, and the possibility of cure is very small, what is the name of the one in your family?" ”

"Anzeru."

Uncle was a little surprised, the child had paranoid mental disorder, this type of mental illness usually has severe systemic delusions, and it is difficult to find the cause. The things they come up with are often logical, and normal people can easily be brought into them if they carefully scrutinize some of their views.

"She, her parents sent her at a high price, I don't think they planned to take her back from the beginning, what, you are her ······" Seeing that Fang Yeyou didn't mean to answer him, he turned to say, "Alas, speaking of which, her parents haven't continued to send money recently, if you want to pick her up, you have to settle the treatment fee first, we are a private hospital, and we can't always do good deeds." "He doesn't care if it's a family member, anyway, the girl's parents haven't come to see her again.

The uncle opened the plastic bag containing the tobacco leaves again, skillfully pinched a pinch and put it on the cigarette paper, and the tobacco leaves in the plastic bag faintly revealed a stack of banknotes hidden inside.

"Money is not a problem," Fang Ye You took out a box of cigars and slid along the dashboard to the uncle, "You can try this, it's definitely strong enough." ”

"Cohiba No. 6, this box is more than 5,000!" The uncle was overjoyed and unconsciously exposed his vision.

Fang Yeyou has read his information, he is the director of Tanton Mental Hospital, in fact, he is not a lonely little old man, on the contrary, he is very ghostly.

The old man is indeed a skilled doctor, and he pays attention to his image, and wears a neat white coat every time he receives the patient's family. He used this natural and simple appearance to make many patients' families let down their guard against him and send patients over for recuperation with peace of mind. After the family members sent the patients over, they found that this private psychiatric hospital was a bottomless pit, and they always set up a false name and changed the law to ask the family for money. The reason why he still maintains the habit of smoking tobacco leaves, according to his own words, is called remembering bittersweet memories. Getting up so early in the morning to practice? Actually, I went to one of the widow's houses in the village last night to spend the night.

"It's a greeting gift." Fang Ye lobbied.

The dean took out a cigar from the box, put it on his nose and sniffed it greedily, then quickly put the box of cigars into the plastic bag containing the tobacco shreds, pressed the car window, and threw out the rolled paper cigarette in his hand: "I just like to be strong enough, you guys are so profitable in business!" What a generous shot! ”

"It's just a small company, not as good as you."

"Eh~ We treat diseases and save people, everything is for the sake of patients, how can there be any money to be made, you look at my outfit, it is not enough to buy Bao Yuxi!" The dean said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"You know the inside very well."

"It's okay, it's okay." Only then did the dean realize that he had lost his words for a while, and he wanted to probe the tone, but who knew that he had been exposed first.

"How's she doing?" Fang Yeyou didn't poke him.

"It's okay usually, you should also know, this paranoid mental disorder is like a normal person when it doesn't have an attack, we have recently started to change Chinese medicine for her, the side effects of Chinese medicine are relatively small, but you still have to be mentally prepared, this disease is difficult to cure well, and some even do not heal for life," the dean said, "But after getting older, physical strength and energy decrease, and the symptoms should be reduced." ”

"And what about when she had a seizure?"

The dean spat a few more words in dialect, disgust written on his face, and then replied in his plastic Mandarin: "She always laughs all of a sudden, and likes to talk to herself in the air, and once the nurse asked her who she was talking to, and her answer scared the nurse half to death." ”

"What did she say?" Fang Ye asked.

"She said, 'Sister nurse, the cat is eating your mother,' and you said it was not scary," the uncle sighed, "The nurse's mother has been paralyzed for many years, and she can't move from the neck down, and her father has always stayed at home to take care of her, and her old father has a heart condition." ”

"The result?"

The uncle was silent for a moment before he replied: "As a result, the nurse called home, and no one answered all morning, I advised her not to think about it, a mentally ill person said that she couldn't believe it, she cried a lot, saying that the family really had a cat, she hadn't been in contact with the family for more than half a month, this cold contact can't be contacted, maybe something really happened, I couldn't resist, so I had to drive her back to the city, after opening her door······ Tut-tut, I will never forget that picture in my life. ”

"The cat ate someone?"

"Yes, his father died in the living room, his expression was hideous, it should have been a heart attack, her mother was lying in the bedroom, her upper body was bitten, and the cat was lying on the bed full of blood," the uncle shuddered, "Her cat is usually fed by his father, and every day when he goes to the vegetable market, he brings some raw meat back to it, so there is no cat to eat at home, and now his father died of a heart attack, and the doors and windows of the house are closed well, and the cat can't get out, and it has been locked up for so long······ So, these things are still too wild to be raised. ”

"So what Anzeru said is right." Fang Ye lobbied.

"Yes, yes, it's also possible that she heard the nurse mention the situation of her own home, so she was a blind cat and met a dead mouse, just a coincidence, but in order to prevent her from affecting other people, we arranged a single room for her."

"And then she's honest?" Fang Ye asked.

"Honest fart, I don't talk nonsense into the air every day, once I went to see her, she wouldn't let me sit down, saying that there was already someone sitting on the chair, which scared me."

"Isn't it normal for mental illness to behave like this?"

"If she's mentally ill, we can cure her, but the point is that she always tells us something about our personal situation, and I have to wonder if she's the hell."

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Tanton Mental Hospital, there is a ten-meter-high laurel tree growing on the left side of the gate, and the fallen leaves are piled up on the roof of the security room, because it has not been cleaned up all year round, the bottom layer has been blackened, and the road in front of the door is clean. On the wall on the right side of the gate, two lines of large characters are written in red paint: patient first, rigorous and refined, benevolent and virtuous, and reasonable fees.

The red Porsche stopped in front of the electric retractable door and honked its horn twice.

After a long time, the large window of the security room was opened, and a sleepy-eyed young man leaned on the windowsill and asked lazily, "Are you here to see a doctor?" ”

"Look at people." Fang Ye Yu replied.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Make an appointment now."

"Then please call the hospital administration department and come back after confirming the time."

At this time, the dean of the co-pilot poked his head out and shouted at the security guard: "Hurry up and open the fucking door, don't delay our business!" ”

The security guard bounced off the windowsill like an electric shock, "Good dean, good dean!" He was instantly sober, rummaging through the table stacked with magazines for the remote control.

"Hello Dean." Fang Ye You joked to Uncle that this little old man didn't indicate his identity as the dean along the way, this is where his scheming lies, and he wants to talk first. Fang Yeyou also pushed the boat along the river and accompanied him for a while.

"Eh~ You're a guest here, not to mention that you're still a distinguished guest, so don't be so polite," the dean smiled brightly at Fang Yeyou, and yelled at the security guard in a blink of an eye, "Remember this license plate for me, and whoever comes to this boss in the future will be allowed to go!" ”

"Okay, okay, remember!"