Chapter 101: Are We Going to Become Civil Servants?

The green grass was a paradise for running.

The evil rooster lowered its head, looking at the rope around its neck. It felt like a dog, more like a pet.

In fact, what it didn't know was that its fate would be much better than the rabid dog from before. Better than any evil creature that had encountered Lin Fan.

Think about their endings.

Whether human or evil, one should know contentment.

"Old Zhang, how does it taste?"

Lin Fan held the rope, seeing the satisfied look on Old Zhang's face, he knew it was delicious.

Old Zhang savored the lingering taste, "Very delicious! Can we eat it again in the future?"

"Yes, it will lay two eggs every morning, one for me and one for you," Lin Fan said.

Happiness is often this simple and heartwarming.

The evil rooster couldn't speak, but it could understand what they were saying.

Two every day?

Isn't that a bit excessive? Do you really think I'm a hen? Last night was unavoidable. I was intimidated by your stare, so I reluctantly laid two for you.

But every day is a bit much.

"Good, good, you're so kind," Old Zhang said happily.

The taste was really good. He especially liked the eggs Lin Fan made.

The caretaker looking after the mental patients saw Lin Fan leading a chicken, his mind full of questions. Where did it come from? He's actually keeping a pet now? Could it be one of the chickens the hospital bought some time ago, stolen by him?

Even with doubts in his heart, he dared not ask, dared not interfere.

Other patients, seeing the evil rooster, curiously crowded around.

"What kind of animal is this?"

"Are you stupid? This is a chicken, don't you even recognize it? No wonder you're in a mental hospital."

"You're the crazy one! I know it's a chicken. I'm just asking what kind of animal it is."

"It's a chicken."

"I know."

"Lin Fan, can we pet your chicken?"

The patients' eyes sparkled. They were very curious about the evil rooster. It was so cute. They had never seen such a cute creature in the mental hospital.

"Yes," Lin Fan said.

A group of people gathered around.

The evil rooster held its head high, very proud. These foolish humans were finally captivated by its adorable appearance. Look at the light emanating from their eyes; it was the light of being captivated.

The surrounding caretakers didn't dare approach. A group of mental patients together was very dangerous. If they approached rashly and angered the group because of some small action, the consequences would definitely be more than these wage-earning workers could bear.

In the office.

Director Hao stood by the window, lighting a cigar. "Have a cigar. I just bought these recently. The taste is alright, just a bit thick, makes it a bit of a struggle for me to smoke."

"You use your sponsorship money for pleasure?"

The one-eyed man took the cigar, glanced at it, rubbed it between his fingers, the tips of which were extremely hot, and lit the cigar, then asked.

"Wrong, I'm just indulging a little."

Director Hao was in a good mood recently, even his taste had improved. His only headache was that those two patients didn't go to the hospital, but the staff always did. This change was a bit much to bear.

Couldn't they just settle down?

If one less person went each day, I could save a lot of money.

The one-eyed man said, "I came here this time because there's something I want to talk to you about."

"Don't tell me you've actually thought through the thing you said you were considering last time," Director Hao asked casually, pretending to be nonchalant.

Just thinking about it felt a bit unrealistic.

He knew the specific situation of those two patients better than anyone. One-Eye also knew, just looking at his leg was a reminder of how unbelievable it was that he had been crippled by two mental patients.

It was also One-Eye's lifelong shame.

One of the strongest in Yanhai City, actually reduced to this by two mental patients. He had lost all face.

"That's right, I've thought it through. I'm going to take them to my place," One-Eye said.

Saying these words, One-Eye was also under immense pressure.

For some reason, the events of that day kept replaying in his mind.

Curiosity can kill.

In his free time, One-Eye would think about their situation. As mental patients, how could they put a strong person like him in the hospital, and even paralyze him?

Just thinking about it felt incredible.

Plop!

The cigar in Director Hao's hand fell to the ground. He quickly picked it up, brushed off the ash on the tip, and his eyes lit up.

"Are you serious?"

One-Eye looked at Director Hao's expression and began to hesitate again. That look made it seem like he was taking some kind of disaster back with him.

"Are you happy?"

One-Eye didn't answer Hao Ren's question immediately, but asked curiously.

Director Hao sighed, "Happy? I'm actually sad. They've been with me for so long. Take Lin Fan, for example. He was just a child when he came here. I watched him grow up, just like my own child. But they've always been here, never seen the outside world."

"Let's talk about other people. Knowing they are mental patients, they are scared to approach them."

"Now you're willing to take them away, to see the outside world. I'm happy for them, but also a bit reluctant."

"I'm telling the truth, absolutely no lies."

Having lived to this age, how could he not understand the situation?

He had shown a bit too much excitement just now, triggering the pain in One-Eye's heart, so he immediately changed his tune, pretending to be very sad. Believe it or not, Hao Ren's performance was absolutely flawless.

One-Eye looked at Director Hao.

"Forget it, I don't want to drag this on with you. I'll borrow those two for a while and see how they do at my place."

He had finally embarked on a path of no return.

And for One-Eye, he believed he could control those two patients.

"Good, a leader is a leader, compassionate and responsible. On behalf of all the staff of Qingshan Mental Hospital, I thank you," Director Hao said with a serious and sincere clasped-fist salute.

Then, he hurriedly took out a document he had prepared who knows when from the drawer, wrote the four large characters "Special Department" on it, and handed it to One-Eye.

"Please sign a contract first."

"No other meaning, because this is a mental hospital. According to regulations, patients cannot leave until they are completely cured. Even I, as the director, don't have this right. But your identity is different from mine. If you sign, there won't be any problems."

Director Hao spoke softly, his attitude much better than usual.

In the past, he always stood on the high ground of wisdom, crushing One-Eye with absolute intelligence, occasionally revealing a hint of contempt in his words.

But now, he was coaxing One-Eye.

Just like coaxing a baby.

One-Eye didn't take the document. "No signing. Whoever asks, I'll handle it."

"If you don't sign, it's hard for me to explain," Director Hao said with difficulty.

One-Eye glanced at him. "Don't pretend with me. I know your little tricks. If you really ask me to sign, then I won't take them."

"That's not what I meant, I was just saying. No signing, no signing. Go down and see them. I'll arrange a car for you to leave, guaranteed quality service," Director Hao said.

All he wanted now was to quickly let these two patients go and plague One-Eye.

Let Qingshan Mental Hospital have some peace and quiet.