C3 Beautiful Teenagers in a Mental Hospital 3

The entrance was lined with newly grown weeds, and the hospital, which had originally been in a good shape, now seemed somewhat lonely in this place that had no place in the village.

The security guard at the entrance saw the dean's car and quickly opened the door. Jing Dongxia drove into the hospital and saw the huge hospital doctor walking in a hurry. Suddenly, he noticed an iron fence separating this side of the hospital from the other building.

He could clearly see that the patients on the other side of the railings were all in blue. He couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Why was the hospital's layout like this? Weren't doctors and patients in the same building?

Jing Sheng remembered Jing Dongxia's repeated warnings and didn't ask. Otherwise, it would be difficult to think about it again. There must be some secret in the hospital.

Jing Dongxia parked the car in front of the medical building and said, "Son, wait here for a moment, dad will go to the underground parking lot and stop. Don't run around."

"Got it." Jing Sheng agreed.

Seeing Jing Dongxia drive away from his line of sight, Jing Sheng walked a little to the side. He could just see the scene on the other side of the railing.

The patients were all gathered in groups of twos and threes, talking and resting like normal people. However, there were a few patients who were running around randomly. Jing Sheng looked for a long time but still couldn't find anyone who seemed to be the male lead.

"462, is the male lead here?"

He looked at the screen in front of him, then followed Jing Sheng's line of sight and said, "I'm in the group in three different directions from the host."

Although he couldn't see it, the data indicated that the male owner was there.

Jing Sheng looked at his three o'clock spot. He had seen it before. It was just a group of people chatting together. But now, it seemed like the male lead was there? Just as Jing Sheng walked over to take a closer look, Jing Dongxia's voice came from behind him.

"Jing Sheng!" "What are you going to do?" There was clear anger in the voice.

Jing Sheng stopped and looked back without guilt, "No, I'm just curious about what they are doing."

Jing Dongxia frowned and warned again, "Jing Sheng! Those are crazy, don't be curious, let's go, isn't it about where Dad works? " As he spoke, he walked into the building, not forgetting to urge Jing Sheng.

Jing Sheng looked back at the crowd on the other side of the railing and followed Jing Dongxia upstairs.

A mental hospital was no different from an ordinary hospital. However, Jing Sheng frowned when he saw a group of people wearing white coats, then quickly regained his composure. People wearing white coats were really annoying.

The first floor was the doctor's resting hall. Upstairs, there was a long corridor that led down to the bottom, and on both sides of the corridor, there were offices. This building was supposed to belong to the doctor, so when he went downstairs, he saw clothes hanging outside the windows of the two buildings next to the door.

As for the patients.

Jing Sheng's eyes flashed a trace of a smile and the temperament around him softened. It was a bit out of place in this cold hospital. However, a second later, the smile in his eyes turned into nothingness, as if it had never existed.

The moment Jing Dongxia walked into his office, a young nurse rushed into the office in a flurry, gasping for breath, "The hospital …" Dean! Whoosh … Director Wang is here! " After saying that, the young nurse realized that not only was there two people in the office, there was also an extra young man.

Jing Dongxia stared at the nurse and said, "You go out first, I'll go downstairs immediately. This is my son, take him outside for a bit."

"Alright!"

With just a few words, he had decided on Jing Sheng's next 'itinerary'. Jing Dongxia was worried that Jing Sheng would ask more, but upon seeing that he didn't have any complaints, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Jing Sheng followed the nurse down from the other elevator and pretended to ask, "Then who is it? Do you still need my dad to pick it up? "

The nurse didn't hide it from him, after all, this was the President's son, "This Director Wang has been working with our hospital for more than a year or two, but we don't know why. I think only the President and a few department heads know about it."

"Is that so … "Thank you!"

Jing Sheng followed the nurse downstairs. Although the hospital looked quiet and empty, it couldn't be denied that it was clean. Of course, that was on the surface.

At some point, they had returned to the entrance of the building.

The group of people that had gathered on the other side of the railing had already disappeared. He could now clearly see a stone table there, and next to it was a large, ornamental banyan tree.

The nurse noticed his curiosity and led him directly to the railing.

"The patients' residence is opposite. At noon, the dean will send someone to take the patients back to their room. The patients are not allowed to come out to exercise from 12 pm to 2 pm. It's now 10 o'clock and they are eating time."

Jing Sheng didn't reply. He continued to look at the Banyan tree.

"462, is the male lead here?"

Noticing what Jing Sheng was thinking, Ye Zichen immediately looked it up, "He's here, he's still at the same place as before."

Jing Sheng, who got the standard answer, glanced at the nurse and was trying to find a way to get her to leave when a bell rang.

The nurse took out her cell phone from her bag and smiled apologetically at him. "I'm going to pick up a call."

As he spoke, he picked up the phone and walked to the side.

After a few seconds, seeing that the nurse wasn't paying attention to him, Jing Sheng walked closer to the railing until he could touch the barrier that blocked the two buildings.

Without waiting for Jing Sheng to speak, a petite figure suddenly appeared from the bushes. A pair of extremely beautiful eyes stared at Jing Sheng. Jing Sheng saw his lips move.

"

"Who are you?"

Although he didn't hear anything, Jing Sheng still guessed what he was saying.

The young man saw that Jing Sheng didn't have any intention of answering him, so he spoke again. This time, Jing Sheng could clearly hear his voice. It sounded as hoarse and unpleasant as a gong that hasn't spoken for a long time.

"Who are you?!"

The youth's hands had already grabbed the railing. His thin and slender hands were covered with scars of varying sizes. He looked both terrifying and pitiful.

This time, Jing Sheng answered him.