Chapter 2: Who in the world would have such a name?

The fat nurse was dumbstruck.

Of course, she could not fulfill such an unreasonable request.

Ignoring Jiang He, she pushed the medicine cart out of the ward, intending to head to the next ward.

Still, before she opened the door to the next ward, she paused and whipped out a small notebook from her pocket, quietly writing a line of words.

"Ward 207, Jiang He. His condition seems to have worsened."

…

Ward 207.

Having failed in his "request", Jiang He turned towards the screen of light again.

"Is this my golden finger … my stats page?"

Jiang He found it curious.

Still, it made sense when he thought about it.

After all, he had transmigrated.

Was it not reasonable to have a golden finger?

"Name … Age … Class … Strength."

"I've read in novels that the main characters have long stats pages. There are also things like agility, physique, intelligence, weapons, mystic treasures, cultivation manuals, EXP, attribute points, and the like. A single stat page would fill up half a chapter, so why is mine only [Strength]?"

And class …

Mental patient?

Damn it!

How is being a mental patient a class?

Jiang He complained inwardly, even as he sighed quietly. "What a shame. The body I transmigrated into is a mental patient with chaotic memories, and there's no way I could get more information about this world from his memories."

Phone?

Search online?

He was a mental patient. Where would he get such a thing?

Since he had taken his medicine, Jiang He left the ward again and turned towards the television hanging on the corridor wall, intending to learn more about this world through "news reports".

There was a row of blue chairs opposite the television.

Clearly, it was prepared for patients.

Still, just as Jiang He sat down …A young doctor wearing a white coat came to him, saying, "Jiang He!"

Jiang He squinted. "What is it?"

"Come with me," the young doctor said. "The director is looking for you."

With that …

He turned and headed towards the end of the corridor.

After walking a dozen meters, he turned back to find Jiang He still sitting on the chair, saying, "Why are you still sitting there? Hurry up and follow me. "

"No!"

Jiang He stared fixedly at the television, saying, "Don't disturb me."

The young doctor was seething, but considering that Jiang He was a mental patient, he could only bluff him out of professionalism. "Let's go, Brother Jiang. The director really has something urgent … how about you come with me and I'll give you a lollipop?"

He took out a lollipop from his pocket.

Jiang He was furious.

He jumped up from his chair and grabbed the young doctor's collar. He glared at him and said, "Are you f * cking insulting me?"

"Lollipop?"

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child or a fool?"

180 kg of strength.

The young doctor's feet were lifted off the ground. As a 'liberal arts student', the doctor had never seen anything like that, and quickly said, "Don't be rash, Jiang He! We can talk this over … we can talk this over!"

"That's more like it!"

Jiang He rolled his eyes and said, "I can go with you, but you have to give me a few bottles of medicine."

"What medicine?"

"…"

Jiang He thought about it and asked in return, "What medicine did you feed me?"

"Cloprazine, triflurazine, and flufenazine …"

"That's all. Give me one bottle each," Jiang He said.

The young doctor said, "Let go first. I'll go to the pharmacy to get it for you."

Glancing at the doctor's name tag, Jiang He loosened his grip and said, "Feng Shaoyu, Doctor Feng … I'll remember your name. Don't try anything funny."

Feng Shaoyu ran off at once.

"Damn it!"

'Not good', Jiang He muttered inwardly and gave chase.

He ran out of the gates of the Inpatient Department, braked, turned, and ran again.

Outside the Inpatient Department, Feng Shaoyu yelled, "Security, that's the kid … take him to the director's office!"

"Don't worry, Doctor Feng!"

A middle-aged security guard with a round figure and a slanted security cap said, slapping his chest. "I've already mastered my basic body movement technique. Let the kid run eighty meters first."

He lit a cigarette leisurely and strode into the Inpatient Department.

His strides were not fast.

However, every step he took covered a distance of six to seven meters.

Jiang He turned to look, and exclaimed inwardly!

"Aren't you afraid of straining your balls with such big strides?"

"If Cao Zhi had this body movement technique, he wouldn't have needed seven steps back then. He could have left the city in five …"

Twenty minutes later.

Hanging his head, Jiang He reluctantly arrived at the director's office.

The surname of the director of Anning Mental Hospital was "An". He looked to be in his fifties. His hair was slightly white, and he wore a pair of glasses and a white coat. On the wall behind him was a book with the word "slut" written on it.

"Director An, I've brought him here."

Feng Shaoyu complained the moment he entered the office, saying, "Director, that kid …"

Director An waved him off and said, "Alright, I got it. You may go about your business, Doctor Feng."

Once Feng Shaoyu left …Jiang He looked up and said, "Director, I would like to lodge a complaint …"

"Don't say anything!"

Director An felt a headache coming on and rubbed his temples. "Our comrades from the police station have something to ask you."

It was only then that Jiang He noticed that there were two other police officers in the director's office.

One of the policewomen rose to her feet and said, "Jiang He, you are suspected of being involved in a kidnapping case. There are several questions …"

But before the policewoman could finish …Jiang He cried out, "Hold on … kidnapping?

Officer, you can't frame me … I'm a lunatic who's locked in my ward all day. How could I be involved in a kidnapping case?

After all, Jiang He was his patient.

Director An chimed in, "That's right, I can prove it. Jiang He jumped … tripped and fell down the stairs three days ago, and was unconscious until today."

The policewoman frowned and traded glances with the other policeman.

The policeman rose to his feet and asked, "Do you know Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi?"

Unsure whether to laugh or cry, Jiang He asked in return, "Officer, are you sure those three names aren't made up? Are they the kidnap suspects you mentioned? "

Director An chuckled. "Yes. Who would have that name if they were a decent person?"

The policewoman said, "But they said that they are Jiang He's brothers and couldn't bear to see Jiang He be troubled by love, which is why they kidnapped Yun Yanchen, the eldest daughter of the Yun family, to be your wife!"

Jiang He was dumbstruck.

What the hell!

I have such good brothers in this world?

Why don't I remember?

On the other hand, Director An appeared taken aback and exclaimed, "The eldest daughter of the Yun family?

If I remember correctly, the eldest daughter of the Yun family is an Awakened, and her awakened superpower is extraordinary. "

"Moreover, the Yun family is one of the top aristocratic families in Western Xia. Who are Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi that would dare to kidnap the eldest daughter of the Yun family?"

The policewoman said, "We have obtained their photos, but we are still investigating their identities."

"May I see their photos?" Director An asked.

"What the hell!"

"They … they are patients of our hospital!"

(End of Chapter)