I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

Chapter 223 I’m really not crazy
Following the ambulance, He Bingbing and others arrived at Qinglongshan Mental Hospital.

It is a high-walled hospital, and you have to pass through three iron gates when you are discharged. The security guards of the mental hospital are all young and strong men with bulging muscles on their bodies.

Seeing this scene, He Bingbing couldn't help but ask: "Dean Li, is this really a mental hospital? Why do I feel that the security is better than the prison?"

Li Guotai said: "Mental hospitals are also divided into security levels. This Qinglongshan Mental Hospital has the highest security level in the city, so you would think that the security protection will be relatively complete."

"The patients locked up in this hospital are also severely mentally ill. Some patients are extremely aggressive and self-destructive."

As soon as Li Guotai finished speaking, a tomato suddenly hit the car window heavily!
The ripe tomatoes exploded on the car window, and the bright red color shocked everyone.

The patient who threw the tomato laughed, but the next second he was pushed to the ground by two hospital security guards and forcibly taken away.

Seeing this scene, all the netizens in the live broadcast room were not calm.

"Angkor will spend the rest of his life in a place like this?"

"It feels like it's even worse than being in jail. In jail, at least the inmates are normal, but if you stay in this mental hospital, the inmates might one day kill themselves."

"Don't talk nonsense. At least you won't be teased if you stay in a mental hospital. If you look like Angkor in prison, you will definitely be teased."

Seeing how bad the environment here was, He Bingbing's heart sank.

She couldn't help but ask: "Dean Li, if Wu Bin has someone to take care of him, can he not be hospitalized? For example, he can stay at home."

He Bingbing really couldn't bear Wu Bin living in a place like this, where the quality of life and safety were not guaranteed.

Li Guotai shook his head and said: "I understand your feelings, but Wu Bin has severe schizophrenia and mania, so he is not suitable to stay at home. What if you let him go out without care and cause harm to others?" , then who will bear this responsibility?”

"Okay, we're at the place, let's get off the car."

Li Guotai took a deep look at He Bingbing.

"This should be your last live broadcast. After all, Wu Bin has lost the ability to make independent decisions in his current situation, so the contract with your TV station will also be terminated."

"Let's give him a final lift."

As soon as Li Guotai said these words, netizens in the live broadcast room burst into lamentation.

They have been in Wu Bin's live broadcast room for so long, and Wu Bin has never let them down, and has been trying to survive with his life.

Didn't you expect that today would be the time to say goodbye?
He Bingbing suppressed her sadness and took the photographer into the mental hospital.

She wanted to take pictures of Wu Bin's living environment and do her best to help Wu Bin improve his life.

Wu Bin was taken out of the car by two male nurses. Wu Bin kept chattering all the way.

"No, brothers, I'm not sick."

"Did you make a mistake? I can cooperate with you in taking the test, or you can give me a set of math problems. I can prove to you that I am really not sick!"

Wu Bin saw He Bingbing when he was passing by and said quickly: "Sister Bingbing, help me. I'm really not mentally ill. Please tell me."

He Bingbing quickly looked at Li Guotai.

"Dean Li, classmate Wu Bin looks quite normal. Could you have misdiagnosed him?"

Li Guotai shook his head.

"Didn't I tell you that Wu Bin is suffering from severe schizophrenia now."

"So the behavior he is exhibiting now, although it may seem normal, is simply not sustainable for long."

After speaking, Li Guotai made a gesture and asked the two male nurses to release Wu Bin.

Wu Bin walked straight towards this side, and then talked to the stone statue in the yard.

"Sister Bingbing, Dean Li, I admit that I was a little emotional just now, but you can't treat me as a mentally ill person, right?"

"Hurry up and let me go back to school. I still have a lot of things to deal with in school." He Bingbing:...

At this time, He Bingbing didn't know how to help Wu Bin.

Being able to mistake the stone statue for them shows that Wu Bin has a mental problem.

Li Guotai sighed.

"Did you see it? Now he is completely immersed in his own world. What he sees is not the same thing as what we see."

"That's why mental illness is so difficult to treat."

After showing He Bingbing that they had not misdiagnosed, Li Guotai asked two male nurses to bring Wu Bin into the rest area.

In the rest area, dozens of mentally ill patients were wearing hospital gowns and looking at the new Wu Bin.

The two male nurses first took away all the sharp and hard objects from Wu Bin, and then put him into a hospital gown before turning around and leaving.

Seeing all the patients around him looking at him curiously, Wu Bin suddenly fell silent.

It was over, and he was sent in anyway.

No, what's the problem?
I have obviously behaved very rationally and logically, so how could I still be regarded as mentally ill?
Just when Wu Bin couldn't figure out the reason, three middle-aged patients came over.

"newcomer?"

Wu Bin looked at the three of them warily.

Seeing Wu Bin's expression, the three of them laughed.

"Don't be nervous. We were just like you when we first came in. We felt that our whole life was ruined."

"But actually it's not bad here. Food and accommodation are included, and a doctor will give you a free physical examination."

"By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Tang Hongguang, and they are my good brothers Han Yuanliang and Sun Simiao."

The three of them took the initiative to reach out to Wu Bin.

Seeing that these three people were still normal people, Wu Bin also stretched out his hand to shake their hands.

Who knew that Sun Simiao said after shaking hands: "This kid has a weak spleen and stomach. It feels like he just experienced a serious illness and got cancer, right?"

Wu Bin looked at Sun Simiao with wide eyes.

"Fuck, how did you know?"

Tang Yuanliang said with a smile: "Old Sun is the sage of Chinese medicine, so when I shook hands with you just now, I took your pulse by the way. It's a basic operation. Don't be too surprised."

Talent!
I had heard people say that everyone in the mental hospital was talented, but Wu Bin still didn't believe it.

But now Wu Binxin is convinced.

I can tell whether you have cancer just by shaking your hand. What is this but a talent?
Wu Bin couldn't help but ask: "Brother Sun, your medical skills are so good, how did you get imprisoned?"

Sun Simiao chuckled and said, "No matter how powerful the medical skills are, they can't cure people's hearts."

"The human heart is unpredictable and its nature is hard to change!"

Wu Bin didn't understand. Why was Sun Simiao so alienated from him?

However, I finally met a master of traditional Chinese medicine and consulted him about my mental illness. Maybe it could be cured?
So Wu Bin quickly invited the three of them to sit down and started chatting with them.

Outside the fence, a group of people watched Wu Bin dancing and gesticulating in the air, and they all fell silent.

(End of this chapter)