Chapter 67: Let Me Think About It

Director Hao shook his head.

The staff sent by the Special Department were so naive. Youth was truly wonderful, so easy to scare.

The young men and women left Green Mountain Mental Hospital.

Director Hao waved goodbye tearfully, expressing his reluctance.

They were such good kids.

And they donated so generously.

"Director Hao, we'll come back again!" The young people shouted from the windows of the bus. Despite being terrified and losing a lot of money, they felt that the kind Director Hao was truly a good person. He bore unimaginable pressure, yet he could still smile gently.

The white-haired Director Hao could protect this sanctuary, so how could they, with their education and training, not contribute to Yanhai City?

They had to protect this place.

Although the Special Department staff looked at them strangely, they didn't care at all.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, children," Director Hao replied.

As soon as the bus disappeared around the corner, a bright smile appeared on Director Hao's face.

"There are still many good people in the world."

As for using the money to buy medicine?

Buy what medicine?

His patients weren't sick at all; their spiritual worlds were just a little different from others.

With this money, he could make his patients' lives even better.

Hmm... he also needed to set aside a portion for the patients in Ward 666.

At the hospital.

An ambulance arrived with its siren blaring.

Li Laifu's expression was grave. Every time an ambulance went to the mental hospital, his nerves were on edge.

There it was again.

A place best avoided.

When he learned that it wasn't the two familiar patients, he lay back on his leather sofa, breathed a sigh of relief, and sipped his goji berry tea, feeling quite pleased.

As long as it wasn't them, everything was fine.

The chief doctor was dreaming. In his dream, several bikini-clad beauties were trying to do unspeakable things to him. He struggled to resist, but he was outnumbered. Just as he was about to give in, someone woke him from the nightmare.

"Chief, we have a seriously injured patient. Deputy Director Li said you should go to the operating room." The nurse saw the drool at the corner of the chief's mouth and felt a bit disgusted, but she still acted respectfully.

The chief woke up, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and patted the nurse's shoulder with his drool-stained hand.

"Good, you're very good."

He had been trapped in a nightmare and the nurse had rescued him. He was very grateful.

Then he changed his clothes and headed for the operating room.

The nurse stared blankly and disgustedly at her patted shoulder, her whole body trembling. She pinched a tissue between her fingers and quickly wiped her shoulder.

So disgusting.

Inside the operating room.

The doctors and nurses looked gravely at the patient lying on the operating table.

It wasn't that they didn't want to operate.

It was just that the patient's condition was beyond their expectations.

"What are you all standing around for? Our duty is to save the patient."

The chief doctor, having changed his clothes, walked over and saw the nurses staring blankly. He felt a pang of disappointment. Hadn't they memorized the operating room rules?

"Chief, this situation is a bit complicated."

"Yeah, something feels off."

The chief doctor frowned and walked over, exclaiming, "What happened to him? How did he get like this? Was he in a car accident?"

"I heard he was injured by a mental patient at Green Mountain Mental Hospital."

"That place is really dangerous."

Liu Kai's condition was indeed very bad.

Upon arrival, he was immediately sent for examination.

Bone fragments had pierced his lung.

Internal bleeding.

And his rib cage was broken.

Even more serious, there were obvious fist marks on his abdomen, causing severe injuries.

Logically, in his current state, there was no need for resuscitation; they could just follow the standard procedure.

But miraculously, the patient's breathing and heartbeat were stable.

The chief doctor's expression was grave. It was time to demonstrate his skills.

"Begin the surgery."

At Green Mountain Mental Hospital.

Director Hao leisurely drank tea, smoked, and watched the latest TV drama, cursing and grumbling. It was such a brainless drama, but he was engrossed in it. There was no reason, except that the supporting actresses were all beautiful.

Their clothing was very distinctive, a dazzling display of white.

Exciting.

His phone rang.

The caller ID showed One-Eyed Man.

He answered the call.

Director Hao put the phone to his ear and didn't speak. Even his breathing became shallow. If the other party wanted him to pay medical expenses, he would hang up immediately and pretend it was a wrong number.

Trying to get money out of him? Dream on.

Time passed, second by second.

In the end, One-Eyed Man couldn't hold back any longer.

"Don't you have anything you want to say to me?" One-Eyed Man asked.

"Say what? I don't quite understand."

"I arranged for my trainees to go to your Green Mountain Mental Hospital. I won't say anything about you scamming money from these kids. I just want to ask, what's the situation with Liu Kai? Why is he hospitalized and still hasn't left the operating room?"

"One-Eyed Man, don't slander me. When have I ever scammed money from children? Be responsible for your words."

"I'm not arguing with you about the scamming. I want to ask about Liu Kai."

"What do you mean, 'about Liu Kai'? You were clearly talking about scamming money."

Silence.

Beep! Beep!

One-Eyed Man hung up the phone.

Director Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He was like a wolf or a tiger. Fortunately, he had cleverly resolved the matter.

"Sigh!"

Thinking of Ward 666, his heart felt heavy.

Ten years until retirement.

He didn't know if he could last ten years. If he unfortunately died from exhaustion within these ten years, he didn't know if the next director would be as kind and understanding of these mental patients as he was.

It was truly a worrying matter.

How could he think about such things? Maybe he would make it through.

Consoling himself to this extent, his mood suddenly brightened.

Ring! Ring!

The phone rang again.

The caller ID showed One-Eyed Man again.

Director Hao answered the phone, pretending that nothing had happened earlier.

"Hello?"

"I want to ask you, what's the situation with Liu Kai?"

One-Eyed Man had learned his lesson from before and got straight to the point, focusing on one question. Money was secondary. If he could scam it, that was his skill.

"It's a misunderstanding," Director Hao said.

"How can this be a misunderstanding? He's lying in the hospital, surgery hasn't ended yet. Liu Kai is a Level Two, and he was using the Maoshan Daoist technique, Diamond Body, making his body as hard as stone. Yet he was almost beaten to death by a single punch from a patient in your mental hospital. I just want to ask you, are you hiding something from me?"

One-Eyed Man really wanted to know about this. He had indeed interacted with the two patients in Ward 666. They were indeed ruthless, and also quite cunning.

It made him a little scared.

"We've known each other for so long, don't you know my character?"

"Alright, I can tell you clearly now, your two patients are a bit unusual. I'm very interested. If you're willing, I'd like them to stay at my Special Department for a while."

When One-Eyed Man said these words, Director Hao on the other end of the phone was stunned, his breathing becoming rapid.

"Are you serious?"

If they were face to face, Director Hao would definitely be grabbing One-Eyed Man's hand, looking at him with excitement and sincerity.

As if he had been waiting for this for a long time.

One-Eyed Man thought about the things that had happened to him.

The words he had just spoken became less appealing.

He was silent for a long time.

Then slowly said:

"Let me think about it."