Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Chapter 171 Testing, Mental Illness

The onlookers stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, at Jiang Chuan without moving.

The scene just now seemed to be paused, replaying repeatedly in everyone's mind.

a slap.

One punch.

An over-the-shoulder throw.

And then this professional fighter, who looked a whole size bigger than Jiang Chuan, was taken down just like that?

And it wasn't the kind of knockout victory that was barely won.

It's the kind of... crushing.

From beginning to end, Shan Dou didn't even touch Jiang Chuan's clothes.

Officer Jenny stood frozen in place, completely petrified.

Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were wide open, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

The moment Jiang Chuan caught Shan Dou's fist, her heart clenched.

Then, when she saw him retaliate, she stopped breathing.

Then, the over-the-shoulder throw.

With a loud bang, the moment the fan hit the ground, Officer Jenny felt something buzz in her head.

This man...

What exactly is their background?

Her gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Chuan's back.

Broad shoulders, a straight back, and those hands that had just caught the fist steadily.

That hand was now hanging casually at its side, with long, strong fingers and distinct knuckles.

Officer Jenny's gaze lingered on those hands for a couple more seconds before she snapped back to reality.

Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly looked away.

No, no, what am I thinking?

I'm a policewoman, and I'm on duty.

Don't get distracted.

But her heart was still beating fast, and that strange feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

This man named Jiang Chuan, even though it was the first time I'd met him, I had this feeling...

It looks pleasing to the eye.

It's so pleasing to the eye that you can't help but want to look at it a few more times.

Jiang Chuan's universal favorability with Officer Jenny continuously attracted her.

Officer Jenny bit her lower lip, forcing herself to focus her attention on the fan.

Ai Mei was also stunned.

She stood behind Jiang Chuan, tears still on her face, her mouth slightly open, her expression changing from worry to shock, and then from shock to disbelief.

She knew Jiang Chuan was very capable.

Last night in the bath, when Jiang Chuan picked her up, she could already feel the strength in his arms.

Those strong arms lifted her up, one lift after another...

She could clearly feel the bulging muscles in his arms and the power that held her firmly in his grasp.

But that's a different kind of power.

It's completely different from what we have now.

That punch and that over-the-shoulder throw were clean and crisp, without any unnecessary frills.

That's something only someone who has truly trained can do.

Ai Mei's face flushed again.

She realized that she seemed to know far too little about Jiangchuan.

This man holds so many surprising qualities.

The passersby were all dumbfounded.

The two young men in overalls had their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

"Holy crap... what was that just now?"

"That young man just threw that big guy to the ground?"

"And he took a direct punch? What kind of monster is this?"

"I thought he was going to get sent flying, but then..."

"This is even more exciting than a fighting tournament!"

The crowd began to whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with amazement and admiration as they looked at Jiang Chuan.

The fan lay on the ground, finally falling completely silent.

His eyes closed, his breathing became steady, and he stopped muttering.

Jiang Chuan's superpower suppression allowed him to completely relax.

Although it looks like she's passed out, she's actually just asleep.

Officer Jenny took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She stepped forward, squatted down, and checked the condition of the fan.

His breathing was steady, his pulse was normal, and apart from some abrasions, he was otherwise unharmed.

She looked up at Jiang Chuan, her gaze carrying a complex expression.

He then stood up, spoke a few words into the walkie-talkie, and then turned to Aimei.

"Miss Aimei, Mr. Fandou has been subdued."

"The ambulance will be here soon and will take him to the hospital for a full check-up."

Amy nodded and thanked her, saying, "Thank you, Officer Jenny."

.....................

Five minutes later, the ambulance arrived.

The fan was lifted onto a stretcher and put into the car.

Hitmonchan was also taken to the Pokémon Center for treatment and examination.

Aimei and her group went to the hospital.

The white lights in the hospital corridor made my eyes a little sore.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.

Aimei sat on a bench in the corridor, her hands on her knees, her fingers tightly intertwined.

Hanako sat next to her, gently patting her back with one hand.

Xiaoxia sat on the other side, quietly without saying a word.

Jiang Chuan leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.

Pikachu and Eevee lay quietly on the ground, occasionally glancing up at Amy with worried expressions.

More than an hour later, the door to the examination room opened.

A middle-aged doctor in a white coat came out, holding a stack of reports in his hand.

Who is the family member of the fan-wielding person?

Aimei immediately stood up.

"I am his daughter."

The doctor glanced at her and nodded.

"Come to my office for a moment."

In the office, the doctor sat behind his desk, flipping through the test reports in his hand.

Aimi sat opposite her, while Hanako and Kasumi stood behind her.

The doctor's expression was serious, with his brows slightly furrowed.

"Miss Aimei, your father's condition... is not very optimistic."

My love for beauty sank for a moment.

"According to our examination, your father suffered frequent and severe blows to the head when he was young, which caused some degree of brain damage."

The doctor turned a page of the report and continued, "In addition, in recent years, his mind has been stuck on something, and he has been in a state of anxiety and depression for a long time."

"This led to his mental state deteriorating."

"Simply put, he suffers from a mental illness."

The doctor's voice was calm, but every word was like a needle piercing the heart of someone who loves beauty.

"Recently, he may have been subjected to some kind of shock, which caused his condition to worsen rapidly."

The doctor looked up at Aimei.

"He has now been diagnosed with severe mental illness."

"He must be sent to a mental hospital for professional care and treatment."

The doctor took a form out of the drawer and pushed it in front of Aimei.

"You are a family member, please sign here."

Aimei stared at the form, completely stunned.

Her gaze fell on the words on the form—"Mental Hospital Admission Consent Form".

His fingers trembled slightly.

My mind went completely blank.

She considered many possibilities.

I imagined Shan Dou being taken away by the police, being locked up in a detention center, or continuing to roam outside, drinking and causing trouble.

But she never imagined that one day she would need to sign something like this.

I signed my name and sent my father to a mental hospital.

Hanako gently patted her shoulder without saying anything.

After a while, Aimee took a deep breath.

She picked up a pen and signed her name on the form.

Each stroke is precise and neat.

After signing, she put down the pen and looked up.

"Doctor, can my father... still be cured?"

The doctor explained, "It's still possible for him to regain his senses, but it might be intermittent."

"Don't worry, the hospital will increase his medication dosage."

"You are welcome to visit anytime."

Aimee nodded, relieved to hear that her madness wouldn't last forever.