I accidentally entered the courtyard and became Qin Huairu

In a special ward at Nanshan Mental Hospital.

The room was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant and excrement, which was disgusting.

An iron bed stood alone in the corner, with a man lying on it, his hair disheveled and his eyes dull.

His body was bound tightly with three leather belts, making him unable to move.

This man is Xu Damao, who was once a very successful man but has now fallen into such a situation.

Xu Damao has been living a life worse than death these past two days.

Since being sent to this mental hospital, he has hardly been lucid for a moment.

Whenever he tried to explain to doctors and nurses that he was not mentally ill, they would always inject him with a sedative without hesitation.

This situation continued, making Xu Damao feel extremely desperate.

The food we eat every day is as hard to swallow as pig food, but that’s not the worst.

What’s even more horrifying is that he has to undergo electric shock therapy every day, which tortures him physically and mentally.

Xu Damao finally understood that if he didn't want to suffer anymore, it would be best not to say anything that the doctor wouldn't like to hear.

So he chose to remain silent, no longer communicate with anyone, and even pretended to be dull.

As a result, the doctors paid less attention to him and he could finally take a breath.

However, when will this kind of life end? Xu Damao didn't know, he could only pray silently to leave this hellish place as soon as possible.

In the director's office of Nanshan Hospital, Han Yuandong, the top leader, was sitting at his desk and making a phone call.

"My old classmate, what's the matter with you calling me?" Han Yuandong said as he tapped the table lightly with his hand.

"Let me tell you, Xu Damao, who was brought back from your factory last time, has finally calmed down!" Han Yuandong said with a frown.

"By the way, speaking of Xu Damao, I have to tell you, that kid is quite seriously ill?" Han Yuandong emphasized with a heavier tone.

"He keeps shouting that he is not sick. He is so noisy. If our doctor hadn't given him sedatives and electroshock therapy, he would have calmed down!" Han Yuandong shook his head helplessly.

"Also, this kid has been here for so many days, why haven't we seen him yet? Where are his family members?" Han Yuandong asked puzzledly.

"I don't have any family members to handle the formalities. The medicine expenses and hospital fees are really difficult for me!" Han Yuandong complained to Li Huaide on the other end of the phone.

"I called you to ask if the factory can pay some money first and then ask his family to reimburse him later!" Han Yuandong continued.

"After all, we can't just watch the patients go without treatment!" Han Yuandong sighed.

"But, coming to the point, what's the situation with Xu Damao? Why did he suddenly fall ill?" Han Yuandong asked curiously.

"I heard that he was scared, but I don't know the specific reason." Li Huaide made up an excuse.

"Okay, then you should deal with this matter as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult for me to handle it." Han Yuandong urged.

"Don't worry, old classmate! Xu Damao is a comrade of our steel mill. We will not ignore him. This way, his family does not need to be notified. All his expenses are covered by the steel mill. By the way, I heard that your Nanshan Mental Hospital is working on some project. Is there a funding gap? If you don't mind, I will donate a sum of money to you on behalf of the steel mill. It's 10,000 yuan. What do you think?"

Han Yuandong could tell on the phone that Li Huaide was wealthy and had a hearty laugh.

"Really? That's great! If this works out, I'll have to toast you a few glasses!"

The two chatted for a while...

"That's it, I have other things to do." Han Yuandong hung up the phone.

Just after I put down the phone, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!"

Han Yuandong didn't even raise his head! "Come in!"

The door was pushed open and a middle-aged man in a Lenin suit walked in. He had a flattering smile on his face and was carrying a bag of fruit in his hand. He walked in cautiously.

Han Yuandong put down the newspaper in his hand, looked up at the person who came in, and found that he did not know him.

"Who are you...?" Han Yuandong asked puzzledly.

The middle-aged man nodded and bowed to Han Yuandong, saying in a flattering manner: "Dean Han, hello! I am Xu Damao's father, and I came to visit you today!"

Upon hearing that the visitor was Xu Damao's relative, Han Yuandong's attitude immediately became enthusiastic. He stood up to greet Xu's father and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Xu Damao's father! Welcome, please come in!" As he said that, he welcomed Xu's father into the office.

"Come on, come on, sit down, sit down!" Han Yuandong greeted enthusiastically.

Father Xu sat on the chair somewhat stiffly, with his hands on his knees, appearing extremely cautious.

"Dean Han, I would like to ask, how is our Damao doing now?" Father Xu asked with concern.

Han Yuandong frowned slightly, his face darkened instantly, and he said in a heavy tone: "Alas, Xu Damao's condition is very serious. We have tried our best to treat him, but there is no obvious sign of improvement yet."

"Hey, comrade family member, Xu Damao's condition is not optimistic?"

With just one sentence, Father Xu's heart ached.

He widened his eyes and looked at Han Yuandong with horror: "Dean Han, what happened to Damao? Why did he become mentally ill?" His voice trembled with disbelief.

Han Yuandong nodded helplessly: "Let me tell you, no one can predict this disease?" He sighed, a look of regret on his face.

Father Xu was very emotional and somewhat incoherent: "That child has been very smart since he was young, and he has never made a mistake in dealing with people!" He recalled every detail of Xu Damao's childhood, and his heart was filled with doubts and confusion.

Han Yuandong comforted him: "Calm down first. Didn't I tell you that with this kind of disease, no one can predict when it will occur!" He understood Xu's father's feelings, but the truth was so cruel.

"By the way, I have some good news for you. I just got a call from Xu Damao's company, the steel rolling mill."

"Their leader said that all the expenses of Xu Damao's stay in the hospital will be borne by the steel mill, so that your family won't have to live too hard!"

Xu's father burst into tears and choked up: "It's the leaders of the steel mill who care about us!"

"Alas! Now that the disease has occurred, we must cure it!"

Han Yuandong nodded in agreement: "Yes, we will do our best to treat it." He patted Xu's father on the shoulder to reassure him.

Father Xu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and pretended to be calm: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Dean Han. Can I see the child?" He looked at Han Yuandong with anticipation.