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Late at night, almost all the elderly people in Songhe Nursing Home have gone to bed. Four elderly people live in one room at the same time. The elderly people usually don’t go to bed too late, and only slight breathing sounds can be heard in the nursing home.

Suddenly, a shrill scream broke the tranquility of the nursing home, and the sleeping elderly people were all awakened by the scream.

"It's late at night... Why is the old man in the next room screaming every day... Ouch..."

"Who knows... maybe he has a problem with his brain. He cries during the day and at night. I haven't been able to sleep well since he moved in less than a week ago."

"Alas... He must be mentally ill, otherwise why would he let him live in a room all by himself..."

As the old people talked, the screams gradually became quieter, and several of them lay down and fell asleep again.

In room 478, under the dim light, an old man as thin as a withered man was lying on the bed, twitching violently. He was like a fish washed ashore by the waves, his muscles all over his body were spasming and tense, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, his skinny chest twitching from time to time.

Suddenly the lights were turned on, and the glaring incandescent light illuminated the entire room. Li Huizhen, a middle-aged woman in light blue nursing uniform, stood at the door, patiently waiting for the old man to calm down.

"Mr. Jin, are you having a nightmare again?"

Li Huizhen hesitated for a moment and slowly approached. Grandpa Jin on the bed was trembling and pale. When he saw Li Huizhen, he held his head and screamed as if he had seen some horrible ghost.

Li Huizhen hurriedly held his hand and comforted him loudly: "Uncle Jin! Uncle Jin, you are not dreaming now! Uncle Jin, I am your caregiver!"

"Get out of here! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!!"

Uncle Jin struggled desperately, his eyeballs almost popped out. He didn't want Li Huizhen to get close to him. He struggled desperately and pinched her hard with his hands. Li Huizhen screamed in pain, and a bloody mark was left on her arm from the long nails.

Uncle Jin was still holding his head and screaming, when suddenly a foul odor hit him in the face. The white bed sheet quickly became wet and turned yellow, accompanied by waves of urine smell.

Li Huizhen had no choice but to turn around and find a needle in the drawer. She put her hands behind her back and gently approached Grandpa Jin and said softly, "Grandpa... Grandpa, don't be afraid! It's okay, it's just a nightmare, no one will hurt you here..."

Mr. Jin was trembling and shaking his head desperately, but he no longer had the fear he just had. Li Huizhen gently comforted Mr. Jin, and seeing that his expression had eased a little, she quickly and accurately inserted the needle into Mr. Jin's arm.

Mr. Jin fainted before he could react. Li Hui slowly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the needle with the sedative written on it and threw it into the trash can. Then she patiently changed Mr. Jin's pants and bed sheets that were soaked with urine, covered him with bedding, and looked at him worriedly before turning off the light and leaving.

After he fell unconscious, Mr. Jin stopped screaming, but soon his body began to twitch again. He seemed to be trapped in some extremely terrifying nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter what...

...

Zhou Ju did not have dinner with Jun Li that day. She insisted on going to the nursing home that she sponsored.

Recently, rumors about caregivers at Songhe Nursing Home abusing the elderly have been growing more and more intense. As an investor, she must personally investigate what is going on.

Originally Zhou Hong wanted to ask Jun Li to accompany her, but Zhou Ju agreed verbally, but after Zhou Hong left, he and Jun Li tacitly reached a consensus: you go back to your hotel to accompany your wife, and I will go to my nursing home to check on the situation.

Originally, Zhou Ju sent a message to "Zhizhi" wanting her to accompany him, but Luo Zhi seemed to be busy and did not reply. Zhou Ju could not wait any longer and had to drive to Songhe Nursing Home alone.

Songhe Nursing Home was funded and built in the second year after Zhou Ju went to the UK. As a non-profit welfare institution, Songhe Nursing Home specializes in accepting lonely elderly people or elderly people who are sick and have no money for medical treatment.

The nursing home was named Songhe because pine, cypress and crane both represent longevity. Most of the elderly people in the nursing home are poor people suffering from cancer and are dying. Zhou Ju also hopes that the elderly people living in the nursing home can live a long life.

It stands to reason that such a pure charity organization should not be involved in scandals of elder abuse, because Zhou Ju recruits caregivers who are either young people with high academic qualifications and no criminal records from their families, or middle-aged women who are willing to endure hardships and come from difficult families.

The monthly salary is three times that of ordinary nursing homes, and the treatment on weekdays is much better than that of other nursing homes. With such an enviable job, why would there be abuse of the elderly?

When Zhou Ju arrived at the nursing home, the director respectfully invited her to the office for tea. She was a straightforward person and asked directly about the sensational "elder abuse" incident.

The director sighed and seemed to have a headache. He looked at Zhou Ju and said softly, "Miss, this rumor is not true. To be honest, there is indeed a strange phenomenon in our nursing home where an old man screams non-stop every night, but no one really abuses him. He always has nightmares..."

"Having a nightmare?"

Zhou Ju frowned slightly in obvious disbelief. She said in a very serious tone, "Director, abusing the elderly is a serious matter. If it was just a nightmare, how could it happen every night? And what kind of nightmare would make someone scream like that?"

The dean was silent for a moment, rubbing his forehead with a slight headache, and said, "Miss, I know you find it unbelievable, but it is the fact. We also wonder why someone has nightmares every night. We found a professional psychologist and doctor and found that the old man's cerebral cortex is abnormally active at night..."

"It seems that he would involuntarily have all kinds of incomprehensible and extraordinary nightmares every night."

The dean pushed up his glasses and said in a deep voice, "Moreover, the old man is aggressive when he dreams and can't understand what people say... He scratched the nurse who took care of him last night..."

"Because he is aggressive and his behavior is uncontrollable, we were forced to prepare a separate room for him. Before, he screamed at night and woke up the elderly man who shared the room with him. The elderly man was afraid that something might happen to him and got up to check on him, but ended up having a piece of flesh bitten off his arm."

Zhou Ju was silent for a moment and looked at the director: "When did the old man move into the nursing home? Where are his children?"

The dean shook his head with a trace of pity: "Don't mention it. He is a pitiful man. His son died in a car accident when he was fine. His daughter-in-law was stabbed to death by a bank robber on the way to pick up the child from school. His grandson committed suicide by jumping off a building due to campus violence at school."

"what?"

Zhou Ju suddenly felt an indescribable sadness. How could it be... did God choose to torture the unfortunate people...

"Could it be that because of this, the old man was so shocked that he couldn't bear the shock and had nightmares every night?"

"It's possible, but this is a mental illness and it's hard to treat. Moreover, the old man is old and he won't listen to us when he's stimulated by his dreams. Even if we find a doctor to treat him, he won't cooperate."

The dean shook his head helplessly and tiredly, and smiled bitterly: "The rumors of abuse of the elderly spread outside because the elderly scream in their dreams every night. The sound is so loud that passers-by will always hear it. Over time..."

Zhou Ju pursed his lips and slowly stood up: "I will stay tonight to see the old man. I want to see what's going on. It's strange that he can't wake up even after having a nightmare!"

The dean nodded respectfully and stood up and said, "Then I will go and arrange a clean room for you. You can go in and rest if you are tired."