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Chapter 1697 A Mess (Let’s play Wushuang for the next two days)

Yanami and Chitanda were a little excited and a little scared about this abnormal situation. However, Duanmu Huai's presence made them feel more at ease. Duanmu Huai also told them that it was not clear what was going on here, so all they had to do was wait and see, and then decide what to do next.

After a while, footsteps were heard, and then the door of the room opened, and then the three saw a bald, very reassuring doctor in a white coat walked in. The nurse followed him. The man looked to be in his fifties, with a big belly, a pampered look, and a very kind smile on his face.

"Welcome, three ladies. I am Dean Yamamoto."

Dean Yamamoto quickly introduced himself to the three people.

"I have heard from the nurse why you came here. Do you have any concerns about the treatment here?"

"Yes, it is……………"

Chitanda also responded quickly. Duanmu Huai had already told Chitanda that she was the "big sister", so when the person in charge came, Chitanda would go to communicate with the other party. The reason for doing so was very simple, because they were the daughters of a good family, so their behavior and speech naturally had to conform to this setting.

Compared with Duanmu Huai and Yanami, Chitanda, who was born a young lady, is obviously more suitable for this role.

"But this place is very remote. How did you get here? I'd better call your parents and take you back."

"No, no."

Chitanda waved her hands hastily.

"Please don't worry about us. We have already discussed with the driver. After he sends our father to the company, he will come to take us home. And please don't tell our parents about this. After all, they think we are in cram school now..."

"Ah, that's it."

Hearing Chitanda's answer, Dean Yamamoto smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I understand. Since you three have such intentions, then I can't object...Okay, please follow me. I will personally take you to visit other patients."

After that, the three followed Dean Yamamoto out of the reception room, passed through the west corridor, and came to a heavy, locked door.

There stood a burly, silent man, also wearing hospital nurse's clothes. The dean nodded to the man, who turned around, took out the key and opened the door, and then everyone walked in.

Inside the door was a place that looked like a leisure game room, with tables and chairs. Some people in hospital gowns were either sitting on the chairs reading books or playing games at the tables under the care of the nurses. The director also took them on a tour and started to introduce the hospital.

"The treatment of mental illness is indeed different from other diseases, but we are also trying to heal the patient's heartache, but mental illness is very complicated. Some people usually behave quite normal, and you may even think they are just normal people when you talk to them, but they cannot understand their own existence, which is a very sad thing."

Chitanda and Yana followed behind the dean, looking around curiously, while Duanmu Huai glanced at them and asked in a low voice.

"Please, doctor, do they need to take medicine too?"

"Of course, little sister."

In response to Duanmu Huai's question, the dean laughed.

"Many times, mentally ill patients cannot control themselves, so we give them medicine to calm them down and make them less anxious and angry. Only in this way can we slowly heal their inner scars. Of course, we do not approve of using rough methods for mental treatment, so you see, we use very kind methods here."

Just as Director Yamamoto said, at least most of the patients seemed to be having a good time. They either got together to play cards, or played games under the care of the nurses. Some were reading books or just daydreaming.

But just as everyone reached the end of the lounge, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Chitanda's wrist, which scared Chitanda. She turned her head and looked carefully, only to see a woman sitting in a wheelchair staring at her and holding her hand tightly.

"Please, save me and call the police! My name is San Xia Mei Xin! I'm not crazy! I'm a normal person! They locked me up here!"

"Hey? Hey??"

Faced with the woman's words, Chitanda didn't know what to do for a moment. However, at this time, Dean Yamamoto had already walked over, grabbed the woman's wrist, pulled her up, and then looked at the nurse beside her.

"It's time to give her the shot."

"No, I don't want it! I don't want the injection!"

Hearing what Dean Yamamoto said, the woman stepped back in even greater fear.

"I'm not crazy! I'm normal! I don't want to stay here! Let me out! I want to go home!"

After saying this, the woman turned around and ran, knocking down another patient in front of her, and then the surroundings suddenly became chaotic.

"Sorry, I need to take care of something here."

Dean Yamamoto apologized to Chitanda and others, and then hurriedly went with other nurses to catch the woman who was running around.

Seeing this scene, Chitanda and Yanami didn't know how to react. Only Duanmu Huai looked bored and looked here and there.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"Hey, ladies, come here quickly! That kid doesn't have much time to gain!"

Hearing this voice, the three turned around and saw a person standing in front of a door deep in the corridor through the entertainment room, waving at them through the iron window inside. Out of curiosity, the three also walked over.

"I can't tell you much."

The person locked in the room was a thin, bearded old man, wearing patient clothes and trembling all over.

"I don't know what you are doing here, but I hope you can help us call the police."

"Call the police?"

"Yes, actually......"

The bearded old man hesitated and lowered his voice.

"We are the staff of this hospital, but we are locked up! The one who is receiving you now is not Dean Yamamoto, I am Dean Yamamoto!"

"Hey?"

It must be said that upon hearing this, Chitanda and Yanami were both stunned.

"But Dean Yamamoto is not......"

"I am the real Dean Yamamoto! That impostor was originally my patient! After he locked us up here, he found several other patients to replace us as employees here! Listen, you must leave here immediately, otherwise..."

"Ah, you're talking nonsense again, Mr. Hashimoto."

However, before the bearded old man could finish his words, Dean Yamamoto's voice interrupted him. Everyone turned around and saw Dean Yamamoto in a white coat standing not far behind them, with his hands behind his back, watching the scene with a smile on his face.

"Please don't be fooled by him, ladies. This patient has delusional disorder. He always likes to imagine himself as various people. Then he will accuse others of being fakes and himself of being the real one. He will even attack those fakes because of this. His family sent him here because they couldn't stand it."

"That's obviously talking about you, Hashimoto!"

The bearded old man stretched out his hand angrily and pointed at Dean Yamamoto.

"Wake up! No matter how you try to imitate me, you can't be mine! You're just a patient!"

"No, I'm not a patient, Mr. Hashimoto. If you continue like this, your illness cannot be cured." After saying this, Dean Yamamoto looked at Chitanda again.

"Sorry, there was a little accident. Let's talk about it outside."

"Oh, okay..."

Seeing that their brains were already overloaded, Chitanda and Yana could only nod helplessly, and then were taken back to the reception room by Dean Yamamoto.

"I'm sorry to show you some bad things, but some mentally ill people are like this and it's hard for us to deal with them."

"Ma'am, what's going on?"

Yanamiya asked curiously.

"She said she's not crazy, and I think she's really no different from a normal person."

"indeed so."

Dean Yamamoto nodded.

"That lady is very charming and rational, knows how to think, and has no problem in conversation. In every way, she is a normal person, except for one thing."

As he spoke, Dean Yamamoto stretched out his hand and pointed at his head.

"She thinks she's only sixteen now."

"???"

Hearing this, the two were even more confused, because the lady looked to be in her thirties.

She thinks she's only sixteen?

"What's wrong with this?"

"Of course, think about it, you are a sixteen-year-old girl, but when you go home and find that you have two sixteen-year-old children and a thirty-year-old husband, what do you think?"

"this……………"

"This is why she was sent here. She cannot recognize her husband and children because at the age of sixteen, it is impossible for her to retain such memories. Her parents have already died of illness, so now this lady still thinks she is sixteen years old..."

"But if that's the case, wouldn't she be able to understand if she just looks in the mirror?"

Yanaijian said doubtfully, after all, even if he thought he was sixteen, his appearance wouldn't change when he was thirty-something.

"Her family tried to do it before, but she smashed the mirror as soon as she saw it, and thought her family wanted to harm her. She even hurt her child with a kitchen knife."

"…………………"

"I understand your doubts, Miss. But just like all bad people insist that they are good people, many crazy people also insist that they are not crazy. Therefore, it is very difficult to do our job. We cannot believe the patient's description, or even what we see with our own eyes - because even if you see it with your own eyes, it may not be the truth."

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the reception room, and then the nurse came in. She glanced at Dean Yamamoto and then spoke.

"I'm sorry, doctor, there are some things I need you to take care of."

"Ok."

Dean Yamamoto stood up and nodded to the three of them with a smile.

"Sorry, it seems I have some things to take care of. You three can continue to wait here. Once your driver arrives, you can go back."

With that, Dean Yamamoto left the reception room with the nurse, leaving the three of them staring at each other in bewilderment.

"I have a headache………"

Yanaijian reached out his hand to hold his head, looking speechless.

"Me too, I'm not sure which of them is telling the truth."

Chitanda was also confused. Logically speaking, they shouldn't take the words of the mentally ill seriously. But the three of them came from the future and knew that a terrible melee would happen soon and the mental hospital would be burned down. So the question was, who was locked in the ward, Director Yamamoto, or the patient Hashimoto?

"What do you think, Xiao Ai?"

"I'll lie down and watch."

Duanmu Huai lay on the sofa and waved his hand.

"Does any of this matter? No, none of this matters."

"is it?"

"Of course, you have to remember that no matter what, they are already dead, completely and utterly dead."

Duanmu Huai opened his hands, then put them together, and made an accordion-playing motion. No matter who was right, Duanmu Huai didn't want to care. Or, according to his temperament, he would just arrest both parties as mentally ill, and that would solve the problem once and for all.

"So, it's pointless to argue about who is the patient and who is the doctor. In fact, if they wanted, they could just lock us up as mentally ill people."

"Hey?"

Hearing this, Chitanda and Yanami couldn't help themselves.

"Why? We are not crazy!"

"Who can prove it?"

Duanmu Huai yawned.

"Just like that woman, what you know is just what the doctor told you. As for whether it is true or made up, who knows? Psychiatry is a very complicated subject. For ordinary people, mental illness... can you figure out what it is?"

"………………………"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

"That's right. For most people, they can't accurately judge what mental illness is like. It's not like a cold or a fever, where you can solve the problem by taking your temperature. So whether you are mentally ill or not is not up to you, but the doctor's opinion."

“Ouch… It feels so scary.”

Hearing this, Yana trembled.

She thought she was a very normal person, but when she went to the hospital, her own opinion on whether she was normal or not didn’t matter anymore?

"Then...what should we do now?"

"There's no point staying here."

Duanmu Huai opened the door and glanced at the empty corridor.

"Let's go look somewhere else, maybe we can find some clues."