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207. Admission

Meng Zijian gritted his teeth with hatred, this stupid woman, she thought it would be easy for her to send him to a mental hospital, didn't she already suspect that his illness was not real? Why send him to a mental hospital? What good would it do her if his lie was exposed?

People outside kept knocking on the door, but Meng Zijian didn't dare to open it. Anyway, he could even pretend to be a lunatic, so it's no big deal to pretend he didn't hear.

The people outside knocked for a long time, but Meng Zijian didn't pay attention to it, but every knock on the door of dong dong dong made him terrified like knocking on his body, so Meng Zijian ran to the room and covered his head with the quilt, The voice was quieter, and my heart settled down.

If the people outside knocked and couldn't open the door, they called the person who asked them to pick it up.

The person in charge of Yang Li's unit received a call from the doctor in the mental hospital and sent two middle-level cadres to call Yang Li to drive to her home immediately.

Yang Li didn't know what happened, and asked puzzledly: What's the matter? What's the matter? What are you doing at my house? What's the matter?

Now the doctor in the mental hospital has arrived at your door, and you can't get in. You go back and open the door, and let the doctor go in to pick up Meng Zijian and take him to the hospital for treatment.

What? The doctor from the mental hospital has arrived at my door? I...I...Didn't I tell you not to send Meng Zijian to the hospital for the time being?

Yang Li, you are so strange! Not long ago, you ran to the leader and complained about how difficult you were, how Meng Zijian dragged you down, how you were unable to take care of Meng Zijian, and that you had no money to send Meng Zijian. Go to the hospital for treatment, now, the unit is sympathetic to your difficulties, and offered money to help you send Meng Zijian to a mental hospital for treatment, and you push back and forth, what do you mean?

Yang Li hesitated and couldn't justify herself, Meng Zijian...he doesn't want to go.

Don't you know that Meng Zijian is sick? He said he didn't want to go and he didn't want to go? Isn't he insane? How can you listen to what he says?

Yang Li smiled wryly, In the past few days, he has stopped making noises and is quiet. Sometimes he even helps me with housework. I'm also busy. It's good that he can help me with some things like this.

Yang Li, what's the matter with you? You were the one who cried and said that he had no money to treat Meng Zijian, and now you are the one who refuses to send Meng Zijian to a mental hospital for treatment. You are playing tricks. Let’s play, right? We’re rich and free, right? Is that money exempted from you and you don’t need to pay it back? You feel comfortable now, don’t you? Do you want to restore everything to the original agreement, and you continue Pay back that money,

No matter how hard or difficult you are in the future, don't come to find a unit again.

Yang Li hurriedly said: Don't, don't, okay, I'll listen to you, do whatever you say, if you want to send Meng Zijian to the hospital, send him to the hospital.

Yang Li didn't want to bear such a heavy debt again. In the previous two months, she was almost suffocated because of that debt. She never wanted to live that kind of life again, so she didn't dare to make the unit leaders unhappy anymore. As for Mencius Jian, all this is his own doing.

The car soon arrived at the door of Yang Li's house. The doctor from the mental hospital had been waiting there for a long time, and Yang Li had to use the key to open the door of her house.

The doctor and his colleagues entered Yang Li's house together, grabbed Meng Zijian who was hiding on the bed, and dragged him out the door.

Meng Zijian yelled in fright, Why are you arresting me?

The mental hospital is a terrifying existence for Meng Zijian. He roared and struggled furiously.

Meng Zijian, you are sick, just go to the hospital and stay for a while. The colleague said.

I won't go, I'm not sick. Thinking about those people in the mental hospital, one by one is like a walking corpse without a soul, he is going to be sent to be with them, what a terrifying scene, so Meng Zijian couldn't help it cried out like this.

Doctors in mental hospitals have seen many cases like this. None of the mentally ill patients admitted that they were sick, and they all said they were not sick, so everyone didn't take what Meng Zijian said. Keep pulling him out.

Meng Zijian was frightened by the terrifying environment he was about to face and struggled desperately, shouting: I won't go, I won't go! I'm not sick.

Meng Zijian struggled with astonishing strength, and the three strong men couldn't control him. Everyone was even more convinced that he was a mentally ill person, because mentally ill patients had particularly strong strength when they had an attack.

The doctor took out a needle prepared earlier and stabbed him. The doctor was well trained, the needle was precise, and the movements were skilled, and quickly injected the needle water into Mencius' body.

Meng Zijian didn't know what they were beating. It wasn't good anyway. He became more terrified and struggled harder, and began to scold Yang Li, Yang Li, you stinky woman, you are uneasy and kind, you Intentionally hurt me...

But Meng Zijian felt that the strength in his body was getting weaker and weaker, he almost lost the strength to raise his hand, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Finally, the whole person fell limply and became unconscious.

The doctor carried Meng Zijian into the car, asked Yang Li to sign, and drove to the mental hospital.

When Meng Zijian woke up, he found himself tied up on the bed with five flowers. He observed it, and it seemed to be a ward. There is nothing in the room except white walls and white sheets, quilt covers and beds.

Suddenly someone from the next door was screaming, and the sudden burst of sound startled Meng Zijian. The sound was like a trapped animal struggling desperately, followed by the scream of another person, and the sound of many chaotic footsteps. There was a sound of tearing. Then more voices rushed over, the screams and roars became more horrific, and after a long time, all the voices gradually returned to calm.

Later, footsteps came to the door of Meng Zijian's room, and a voice said, The one here should be awake, right?

Meng Zijian's heart tightened.

Maybe he didn't wake up! If he woke up, he wouldn't be so quiet. This man is very strong. When we went to his house to arrest him in the morning, the three of us couldn't control it. Another person said.

There is no one who can't control the people who come here, and there are ways to make him honest. Mental patients are also human. After suffering a few times, he will behave.

Let's go! Don't care about him, as long as he doesn't make a fuss, he won't die of starvation for a day.

The voices of the two gradually faded away.

Meng Zijian resigned to his fate and closed his eyes. Hearing about this place, the doctors have all kinds of methods to deal with those crazy, angry and disobedient patients. A patient who is quiet and does not hinder others, and then finds a way to gain the trust of the doctor and strive for an earlier recovery and discharge. (To be continued.)