Chapter 68: We Have to Find a Way to Sneak Out and Visit Our Friend

Ward 666.

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang sat side-by-side on the edge of the bed, dangling their feet and drinking soy milk.

They were calm, but cheerful.

Happiness was just that simple.

"Tasty?" Lin Fan asked.

"Tasty," Old Man Zhang replied.

"If it's tasty, let's have another one."

"Okay."

Old Man Zhang skillfully took out two more cartons of soy milk from the cabinet.

In Ward 666, soy milk was a valuable commodity, consumed in large quantities.

After they were full, the two lay down on the same bed, looking at each other, then smiling sweetly.

"I want to go to the hospital tomorrow to see him. Do you want to go?" Lin Fan asked.

"Okay," Old Man Zhang said.

In the corridor, Li Ang leaned against the wall outside Ward 666. He, along with Xiao Chen and Sun Neng, were the orderlies responsible for monitoring the psychiatric patients in the corridor.

Usually, he and Xiao Chen were responsible for Ward 666.

Their job was to keep an eye on them.

They couldn't let them do anything dangerous.

This responsibility was heavy and dangerous, requiring a lot of psychological fortitude. He had initially refused, but when he considered that out of all the orderlies in the psychiatric hospital, why was he chosen?

He knew it was the director's trust in him.

Recognition of his professional skills.

Li Ang tilted his head, glancing through the window at the two patients lying on the same bed, unsure what they were doing. He wouldn't push the door open to check out of curiosity. As long as they didn't do anything dangerous, even if they went a bit further, he wouldn't go in.

With nothing to do, he took out his phone and opened his WeChat Moments.

He scrolled casually; nothing interesting.

But suddenly, a photo caught his eye.

A post from a goddess.

[Happy Day]

Photo: A long-haired beauty wearing sunglasses, with a clear blue sky as the background.

Li Ang habitually replied:

[Because of your existence, the sky has become colorful. Smiling face]

These were sincere words, because the goddess's beauty made everything beautiful.

Not long after, the goddess replied with a smiley face, which filled Li Ang with motivation. He felt that life was beautiful. He scrolled through the goddess's Moments, looking at her previous photos.

Yachts, luxury cars, high-end restaurants, all just background.

His gaze lingered on each photo, looking at his girlfriend's smiling face in each one. He felt content, especially the bikini photo the goddess took by the open-air pool of a high-end hotel. He wiped his nose, thinking he had a nosebleed.

He liked every post.

From beginning to end.

Ding ding!

The goddess sent a message.

[Goddess: Are you sick?]

Seeing the goddess privately message him, Li Ang almost jumped up with excitement. This was such a good start.

Suppressing his excitement:

[Li Ang: Thanks for your concern, I'm not sick.]

Seeing the goddess care so much about him, his heart almost melted. Life was full of surprises and beauty. Maybe the goddess had a kind of affection for him that she was too shy to express.

If he continued to work hard, maybe one day he could win the goddess's heart.

Just as he was fantasizing about a beautiful future, someone patted him on the shoulder.

He was a little unhappy.

"Sun Neng, you..."

He was about to say, "Can you please not interrupt me while I'm fantasizing about my goddess," when he suddenly saw the person clearly. His heart skipped a beat, leaping into his throat.

The two most dangerous patients stood before him, smiling. He mustn't be fooled by those smiles. Were those smiles?

Those were danger signals.

"Is there something you need?"

Li Ang wanted to scold them, but thinking better of it, he lowered his posture and softened his voice.

"Nothing," Lin Fan said.

"Nothing," Old Man Zhang said.

Li Ang took a step back, ready to run. If they showed any aggressive behavior, he guaranteed a 100-meter sprint in 9.9 seconds.

He had no experience communicating with psychiatric patients.

Lin Fan pulled a barbell out of his pants.

Li Ang's heart was in his mouth, imagining various scenarios: one patient pinning him down, the other hitting him on the head with the barbell.

Thinking of that scene sent shivers down his spine.

Where are you, Sun Neng... come and help me out.

Two psychiatric patients are about to attack me.

Li Ang didn't speak. Until he figured out what the two patients were up to, he wouldn't say a word.

"Do you have any money?" Lin Fan asked.

Old Man Zhang also looked at him expectantly.

Li Ang swallowed.

Extortion, this was definitely extortion! He, Li Ang, was always the one taking advantage of others; no one had ever dared to take advantage of him.

But he was dealing with psychiatric patients.

He didn't dare to be reckless.

Li Ang pulled out a few crumpled bills and some coins from his back pocket.

He counted carefully.

"I only have one hundred and twenty-seven yuan."

Lin Fan handed the barbell to him and took the money, putting it in his pocket. "Our friend is in the hospital, and we want to visit him, but we don't have money to buy a gift. So I'm pawning this barbell to you, consider it a loan. We'll pay you back later."

"No need, no need."

Li Ang waved his hands hastily. If it could be resolved with this small amount of money, there was no need for any follow-up. He was just trying to make a living at the psychiatric hospital, nothing more.

There was no need for deeper communication.

Just leave me alone, okay?

I just lost my ex-girlfriend; I'm in a bad mood.

"Take it," Lin Fan said sternly.

Li Ang shuddered, then took the barbell.

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang looked at each other and smiled brightly. They finally had money to visit their friend. Although it wasn't much, they could buy something.

It wouldn't be right to visit a friend empty-handed.

"Could I have two yuan for the bus home?" Li Ang asked.

"Sure." Lin Fan took out two coins. "Don't worry, we'll definitely pay you back. We never owe anyone money."

Li Ang carefully took the coins.

He smiled awkwardly.

Pay back?

He never considered that possibility. As long as they were happy. If they could remember this kindness, it would be best if they didn't hurt him. He was really a little scared.

Watching the two psychiatric patients return to their ward, Li Ang looked down at the barbell, then quickly moved to a different spot. He hadn't been at the psychiatric hospital long, but he had already experienced several major life events.

Hospitalization!

The tragic death of his ex-girlfriend!

These might be the key points, or maybe not.

The point was, the two psychiatric patients seemed to remember him.

This was a very dangerous thing.

Inside the ward:

"We're going to visit our friend," Lin Fan said.

"But they won't let us leave. There are bad guys guarding the door." Old Man Zhang recalled a scene he had witnessed and couldn't help but say, "I saw someone try to sneak out before. He ran very fast, and then those bad guys chased after him with sticks. They dragged him back not long after."

"It was so scary."

As he spoke, Old Man Zhang shrank back in fear. It had become a terrifying memory.

Lin Fan put his arm around Old Man Zhang's shoulder.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'll figure something out."

"With me here, no one will bully you."

Old Man Zhang nodded. Comforted by Lin Fan, he calmed down considerably.

He wasn't as scared as he had been just now.

The atmosphere became warm and harmonious...

Indeed!

A good friend's comfort was the easiest way to put his mind at ease.