Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

"Early 2020, winter."

"Why did she come in?"

"I heard it was an accident, a miscarriage, and irritation."

"Miscarriage? What happened?"

"It looks like he fell down the stairs."

"What about her family?"

"I don't know. It seems like they are either missing or have lost contact."

Sun Zhenzhen leaned against the wall and listened to the whispers of the young nurses outside the corridor.

Today is her first day in the hospital.

In fact, she didn't understand why she was forcibly sent to a mental hospital. She couldn't remember what she did. The police officer who sent her here said that she was chasing a pregnant woman on the street. Fortunately, there were family members around the pregnant woman who held her down, so no tragedy occurred.

Chasing pregnant women, no, she is just envious, envious of her children, envious of her belly that can grow.

They must have made a mistake. The neighbors must have been afraid of her, so they deliberately called the police to arrest her.

"I'm awake, I'm not sick."

Every time a doctor showed up, she would wink at them and explain flatly.

The doctor didn't take it seriously, "Everyone here says this, whether it's there or not, we will judge, you are fine, don't cause trouble, don't think wildly, do you hear that?"

Sun Zhenzhen looked at the door being slowly closed, feeling dissatisfied. She said she was sick and it seemed like the doctor was not normal either. Otherwise, why would they say the same lines every time, just like me?

One day, she was listening to music according to her schedule. Normally, no doctors or nurses would bother me at this time. But that day, before time was over, her door opened.

She did not look back, but stared blankly at the white snow in the sky outside the window, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

"Here you go, take it. Resources are in short supply. Don't lose it. You should bring it with you whenever you see someone in the future. Do you hear me?"

Out of the corner of my eye, the nurse handed me a bunch of fresh stuff. There are three in total, white, thick and hard. Listen to them, this is called N95, and big things are happening in the outside world.

During lunch break, Sun Zhenzhen obeyed the nurse's instructions and put on the mask she sent. She and other patients gathered under the TV in the activity room, staring at the flickering LCD screen. The news on it was almost the same.

It felt good at first. I didn’t have to dress up to go out and meet people. But there are also disadvantages to this thing. If you wear it for a long time, you will feel tight in the chest and have difficulty breathing.

Later, due to the almost twenty-hour cycle of news broadcast on TV, many activities in the hospital were canceled to reduce the contact between patients.

Fortunately, she likes to look out the window, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and think about things.

However, the unchanging beautiful scenery will eventually become boring, and the pictures weaved in the mind by imagination will always become a lifeless blank paper.

Spring passes and winter comes. That was the first time she took the initiative to ask a nurse to help her a year after being admitted to the hospital. She wanted to ask if there was any way to help her escape from this copy-paste day after day.

She seemed to have fallen into the cycle of life unintentionally.

The nurse told her that it would be unrealistic to contact others as before in the short term. However, mental patients cannot guarantee their sanity and state. If they are not careful, it will be quite troublesome to force the disease to attack.

"I have some books, newspapers and magazines here, see if you can read them?"

Sun Zhenzhen took the book and newspaper handed over by the nurse. She recognized all the words on it, but the words were a bit obscure and difficult to pronounce.

But it was much better than standing in a fog and unable to find a future.

Since then, she seemed to have found a new purpose in life.

She follows the doctor's instructions, eats on time, takes medicine at scheduled times, and lives a disciplined life according to the schedule on the wall.

When I find free time, I will continue to read and think. With new ideas, I will face the familiar window and look out again.

In the spring of 2023, after the doctor repeatedly observed her and judged her behavior, language and other aspects, she passed the test.

"Congratulations, you recovered."

The doctors and nurses who were familiar with her were very happy. They greeted her with smiles and lightly blessed her.

She will never forget that day because she was not happy.

Rather than letting her go back to her old home, she preferred it here.

But life is like this, you can’t help yourself.

She was judged to be a normal person, but she still didn't understand what the problem was.

In addition to learning a lot of new knowledge, her state of mind was no different from two years ago.

She asked the doctor what was wrong with her.

The doctor finally told her frankly that she had been greatly stimulated and then suffered from mania. This symptom is divided into severity, and patients with milder symptoms will not always be in a manic state.

Fortunately, she has a mild case.

But now that's all gone, it doesn't matter anymore.

Before leaving, Sun Zhenzhen stood in front of the hospital door, took out the blue mask she had just opened yesterday and worn once, and hung it on her chin habitually.

The nurse gently took her arm and said, "Okay, no more."

"What's up?"

"Everything is fine."

She walked aside and threw the mask in Sun Zhenzhen's hand into the trash can. Then she turned around, raised her chin to her, and smiled, "Go home, you are free."

Sun Zhenzhen returned to his long-awaited home.

She was in such a hurry when she left that she didn't have time to clean up. There was a layer of dust on the floor, furniture, clothes, and shoes. It took two days just to clean up.

In the meantime, she kept working, telling herself that her life had really changed and she could no longer live like she used to in the hospital.

When she was tired, she lay on the floor, looking at the empty ceiling, making plans for the future.

Clean yourself up first and find a job.

Then, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the ground. In a daze, she felt a little sore on the left side of her face, but the pain was nothing and she didn't care.

The next day, the soreness on the left side of my face worsened and turned into a nagging headache.

One of her back teeth unknowingly transformed into a cavity.

That night, it was the first time she stepped into Chengen Dental Hospital, which is only 800 meters away from her home.

Everything is fine, everything is harmonious.

Two hours later, she exchanged WeChat messages with the director, Wu Yuexi, to make an appointment for the next follow-up consultation.

She didn't know it at that time, but when she looked up at the green plum tree in the yard, the gears of fate were already turning.