Linzhou Municipal Bureau

Quan Yifeng took a glance at the list of sufferers in Zhang Youyou's astrology lecture course, then glanced again, pointed to one of the names and said to Wang Fu: "Look at this person, it should be Yang Xiu, the acting trainee we went to look for earlier. A member of the drama club I saw in her ward when I was here?"

Wang Fu looked at the ID photo above, and he really looked like the same person.

"What happened to Mr. Zhang was really unexpected."

Quan Yifeng and the others came to Yuanwan Third Hospital.In the nurse's office, Lai Qin, the head nurse who was on duty today, was sitting, another member of the drama club they saw in Yang Xiu's ward that day.

Lai Qin sighed, and continued: "As the saying goes, a doctor can't cure one's own illness. Teacher Zhang, who is proficient in numerology, can't avoid his own doom after all. She also revealed to us before that her Fate is very strong, I am afraid that before the age of 40, I will encounter a catastrophe..."

Quan Yifeng glanced at the bookshelf of Lai Qin's desk. In addition to the books on nursing, books on astrology occupied almost three-quarters of the bookshelf. There was also a torn Zhouyi in one corner.

Listening to Lai Qin's long speech on numerology, before Wang Fu got impatient, Quan Yifeng interrupted her and said, "Head Nurse Lai, how long have you known Zhang Youyou? How did you know each other?"

"Ms. Zhang is very famous. I have known her for several years, but it was only in the past few months that I finally found a relationship and asked someone to introduce her to her courses."

"Rely on the relationship?" Wang Fu wondered, how can you make such a rare commodity to live in?

"That's right, not everyone welcomes a master like Mr. Zhang. If she does a live broadcast on the Internet, there will be more than [-] viewers and fans. I have a relative. What kind of investment does her husband do? Her clients only helped to sign up for her classes through relationships."

"Ms. Lai, have you studied numerology for many years?" Quan Yifeng pointed to Zhou Yi on the bookshelf, and saw that there were many traces of folding in the inner pages of the book, obviously it had been read for many years.

Following Quan Yifeng's gaze, Lai Qin pulled out the book and put it on the table.She stroked the writing lightly, with a smile on her lips, and said, "It's also ironic. As a medical worker, I have never been able to resist the attraction of this mysterious force, but neither of the two masters I have followed A good death. In the dark, maybe there is still some destiny?"

"Since people who study numerology can't die well, why are you attracted?" Wang Fu nodded, agreeing with the "sarcasm" that head nurse Lai said.

Astrology, or Teacher Zhang's attraction to Lai Qin, naturally came from Lai Qin's relative's promotion of Teacher Zhang's various efficacious predictions.Lai Qin was actively introducing the strange fulfillment events when the siren at the nurse's station rang.

Lai Qin expressed her apologies to the two police officers, and then devoted herself to the daily routine of fighting wits and courage with the special patients here.

Probably another dead end.When Quan Yifeng and the others got up and left the nurse's office, Wang Fu looked at Lai Qin's figure running downstairs and thought while chewing gum.

The emergency call from the nurse's station seemed to be quite noisy, and several doctors in the corridor were hurrying.

"Excuse me!"

When Quan Yifeng passed by the door of an office, a person rushing out of it almost bumped into him. Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, turned his body sideways, and was about to stretch out his arms to support the person, but the person was able to stabilize himself nimbly center of gravity.

Taking a closer look, I realized that it was Fan Daoyang, the doctor who visited Yang Xiu with Lai Qin that day.

Doctor Fan hurriedly apologized, Quan Yifeng waved his hand to him, nodded to indicate that he was fine, and asked the other party to hurry up and do his work.

After Fan Daoyang left, Quan Yifeng glanced around the room through the half-open door.

I saw a few sportswear strewn about on the sofa next to the desk, and two sneakers were also randomly scattered at the foot of the sofa.Combined with Dr. Fan's action of buttoning his buttons while running just now, it should be that he received an emergency call just after he arrived at the hospital before the official start of work.

On the coat rack next to the sofa, hung a sporty shoulder bag. A blue and white mountain pattern could be faintly seen on the bag, as well as the three English letters UIA that might be covered behind.

In addition to some conventional medical appliances, there is also a photo frame on the desk.Quan Yifeng doesn't have clairvoyant eyes, so he can't see the photos of anyone in the photo frame placed in the middle, guess it's probably family members.

There is also something similar to a trophy placed in the corner of the table, but the words on it are too small, and even the eyes of Quan Yifeng 5.5 can only roughly recognize the slightly larger "Outdoor Sports Association".

Although he would scold others or be called "mentally ill" by others from time to time, it was the first time for both Quan Yifeng and Wang Fu to observe mental illness at close range, and it was a mental illness.

Quan Yifeng crouched on the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Wang Fu stood leaning on the handrail of the stairs.He felt that after all, he was not as good-looking as Lao Quan, squatting at the entrance of the aisle with such a dejected face, in case the doctor here mistook him for a patient who had left, it would be difficult to explain clearly.

The location of the Third Hospital is not remote at all, it can be said that Linzhou is very downtown.If you chat with local middle-aged people, some of them may still remember that when they were young, there were farmlands everywhere around the Third Hospital except for the Yuanwan River at the back. Step on the news of someone's newly planted seedlings.

The gate of the third courtyard is facing Chunjin Road.A long time ago, "Send you to Chunjin Road" was a special term for civilized people who did not use dirty words.Now, probably only the real old Linzhou can understand this half-swearing, half-joking statement.

Because looking around, today's Chunjin Road is closely surrounded by the Third Hospital. It is a Grade A 5A grade with a scale ratio. Anyway, it is the most expensive office building, a department store with international big names, and a hotel that can't wait for five, six, seven or eight stars. , and even high-end residential areas.Mental hospitals, which were avoided by everyone in the past, no longer need to be shunned in the economic tide.I don't know when it started, living next to a lunatic has secretly become a kind of honor for status recognition.

The entire Chunjin Road exudes a beautiful smell of copper day and night.

Time flies, who would have expected a mental hospital to witness the ever-changing speed of urban development in Linzhou.

Quan Yifeng stared at the messy patients, doctors, and nurses in front of him, and his eyes became distracted.He thought, the Third Hospital is in the circle of mental hospitals, if there is such a circle, it can be regarded as a "rich family" in the circle in terms of hardware alone, right?The outpatient department plus the inpatient department, as well as various special treatment departments, the entire hospital occupies an area, at least 2.5 times or even 3 times the size of his "old and small" community, right?

The inpatient building is surrounded by circles of plane trees.The sunshine in late July, through the layers of thick leaves, penetrated into the building with the air conditioner fully turned on, and stubbornly supported the speckled heat source in the cool breeze in the corridor.

He looked at two strong nurses who managed to subdue a patient and were just about to carry him to the hospital bed, when one of the nurses was knocked unconscious by the arm of the patient singing the Internationale; he saw Watching a nurse skillfully put the restraint on a patient's ankle, and was about to help a colleague next to him, another patient ran over to help the patient take off the restraint more skillfully; he looked at a A doctor skillfully grabbed a patient's wrist and poured down a tube of diazepam. The patient's empty eyes became more and more confused. He grabbed the ceiling with both hands and shouted "Long live freedom" while slowly falling to the ground.The whole world fell silent.

Time always flies very fast in the flickering, and more than half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.The crowded corridor just now returned to silence.Tired enough, Lai Qin finally got away, turned around and saw that the two people at the other end of the corridor were still there, a little surprised.

Only then did Quan Yifeng seem to have regained his soul, and he stepped forward and asked Lai Qin directly: "What was the name of your last master?"

Lai Qin thought for a while, and said, "I have a master, and his name is Lu Guodong."

Wang Fu was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened.

Because, Feng Shui master Lu Guodong committed suicide seven years ago.