He Ao withdrew his gaze, pressed his hand on the iron door, and with a harsh and long creaking sound, he slowly pushed open the iron gate.

The reason that prompted Ho Ao to come here, besides the fact that the psychotic killer who killed his wife was imprisoned here, was that this mental hospital was built in the old industrial area where Jess's father had an accident, which made him realize that something was wrong.

Although Jess did not remember the specific location of Enright Chemical Company, as the place where his father died, he still vaguely remembered the general area.

And Howie saw that the location of Vic Mental Hospital was in the approximate area in Jace's memory.

Although he had expected it before coming, He Ao was still a little surprised when this mental hospital actually appeared in front of He Ao, a building renovated from the site of a chemical plant.

Who would buy the site of a chemical plant that had a major accident and turn it into a free mental hospital?

He Ao's thoughts returned to his eyes and he looked into the hazy darkness. The terrorist's 'eyes of night' made the surrounding scenery as clear as day.

Behind the iron gate is a long and slender footpath that leads directly to the brightly lit building closest to the gate.

On both sides of the trail are lawns and flowers swaying in the night breeze.

In Wetterland, where land is at a premium, there are few places that can spare so much space for planting green plants.

After removing the rusty iron door and peeling paint signboard, judging from the flowers inside, the environment of this mental hospital is indeed good.

He Ao walked forward step by step along the trail.

The long-lasting memories that were covered with dust replayed bit by bit in his mind.

Jess had visited Enright Chemical Company many times after his father's death. At that time, there was such a trail behind the company's iron gate, but there were old factories on both sides of the trail.

At that time, the factory on one side of the trail had collapsed due to being too old, while the factory on the other side was the site of the explosion, and most of the entire factory was turned into ruins.

The person who bought the land demolished the two factories and built a garden on the original ruined land.

He Ao's footsteps stopped next to a flower swaying on the edge of the trail.

It was a purple five-petaled flower with matching flowers and leaves on the branches, which looked enchanting and beautiful.

People who have lived in the city for a long time may only marvel at the beauty of this flower when they see it.

The wanderers in the wilderness will immediately leave the land where flowers flourish.

In the memory that Ho inherited from the wilderness wanderer Ronal, this flower was called the ghost flower by the wilderness wanderers.

This is a flower that blooms in all seasons.

But its flowers will only bloom on soil soaked in blood.

The more dead souls there are under the soil, the more brilliant the ghost flowers will bloom in the mountains and fields.

Seeing ghost flowers blooming in the wilderness means that there are powerful predators or groups that like to kill nearby, and you need to leave immediately.

The petals of this flower are also one of the materials for making genetic medicines.

Of course, when Jess used this petal as an experimental material, he didn't know where this flower grew.

He Ao released his hand holding the ghost flower and let the flower continue to sway in the evening breeze.

His figure moved forward quickly along the quiet trail, and finally arrived at the brightly lit entrance of the mental hospital.

There is also a sign for Vick Mental Hospital hanging here, but it is much newer than the sign outside.

Under the sign, you can only see the hazy light shining through the frosted glass door.

He Ao pushed open the glass door and stepped into the interior of the mental hospital.

The first thing that caught his eye was a wide hall.

Different from the dark scene outside, the hall on the first floor of the mental hospital was lit with bright lights.

There were many patients wearing hospital gowns dozing on the seats in the lobby, or watching TV around an area with a large TV.

There are also some nurses pushing patients in wheelchairs who appear to have lost mobility to walk in the hall to relax and chat with the patients.

At first glance, this seems to be no different from an ordinary sanatorium.

But if you look closely, you will find that most of these patients maintain an eerie silence, watching TV in a daze and making almost no sound.

Instead, the nurses pushing the wheelchairs kept talking in a hoarse tone to the patients who barely responded in an extremely excited manner.

Their excitement is a bit like irritability.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

And just as He Ao was watching the scene in the hall, a calm and cold greeting came from the side.

He Ao looked up, and there was an arc-shaped consultation desk not far away from him. A nurse wearing a white hat, a plain white nurse skirt, and a black sweater jacket was looking at her with a confused look.

Look at him.

The nurse wears exquisite makeup, and her red lips reflect little bits of crystal light under the bright light.

She has a good figure. Even if her body is covered by a wide nurse's skirt, it can't hide her looming graceful figure.

Rather than being a nurse in a hospital, she looks more like the manager or front desk of an exquisite high-end shopping mall office building.

"Hello,"

When he saw the nurse, He Ao walked over naturally. He raised his bracelet and opened an interface, "I am the person in charge of a private charity foundation. I heard that there is a non-profit psychiatric hospital here.

I’m in the hospital, so I wanted to come over and have a look.”

He stretched out the bracelet in front of the nurse and showed the interface on the bracelet, which was the management interface for Jess's private charity fund.

"You want to?"

The nurse glanced at the management interface and looked at He Ao with some confusion, "Do you want to donate to our hospital?"

Compared with other nurses, the nurse sitting at the consultation desk looked unusually normal, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the hall.

"I want to visit first,"

He Ao took back his bracelet and smiled, "I also know some friends who run media companies. I saw on the Internet that your mental hospital has basically no publicity. I think better publicity should bring you more.

funds.”

Jess didn't know his friend who owned a media company, but Wei An did.

Exposing this relationship is to give the other party a reason to cooperate.

This mental hospital may not need money, but judging from the way they act, they don't want to be exposed to the public eye.

"Sorry, we don't lack..."

When she heard He Ao's first sentence, the nurse subconsciously refused, but when she heard He Ao's last sentence, she paused.

"What's not missing?"

He Ao looked at her doubtfully.

"There is no shortage of patients,"

The nurse showed an embarrassed smile, picked up the bracelet, and clicked on the dialog box, "We have too many patients, and we may really need money, but I don't know the specific situation of the hospital. I need to contact our director."

"OK."

He Ao nodded and turned to look at the patients and nurses around him again.

As he chatted with the nurses at the consultation desk, the surrounding nurses gradually became quiet, but no one, including the patients, raised their heads to look at He Ao.

They still maintained their previous inertia and were doing their own things, as if He Ao never existed.

The nurse at the consultation desk quickly ended the conversation. She looked at He Ao,

"Our dean asked me to show you around first, and he will arrive soon."

"OK."

He Ao nodded.

"Then let's visit the Medical Equipment Department first?"

The nurse walked out from behind the consultation desk with a smile and asked seemingly casually, "How did you know about our hospital?"

As she walked out from behind the consultation desk, her lower body, which was covered by the consultation desk, was also revealed. The pure white nurse skirt only reached her knees, and the areas not covered by the nurse skirt were tightly wrapped around her calves and spread all the way to her knees.

Matte black stockings for thighs.

"I have a friend who is being treated here,"

Howe replied casually, "His name is Ellente."

"Mr. Arent?" The nurse at the consultation desk was slightly surprised, "I know him. He was discharged from the hospital a year ago."
Chapter completed!