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Su Zhiya knew that Wen Sheng was probably going to cause trouble, and she also knew that Wen Sheng didn't want to reveal to her what he was going to do, so she didn't ask any more questions.

After all, I still have a lot of things to do and am very busy.

After Wen Sheng and Su Zhiya finished the hot pot, they went home.

The next day, Wen Sheng got up very early because she felt that someone was no longer calm.

No, it's not a person, but a ghost.

Xiaoyu’s home.

"Grandma, you have been chanting all night. Did you remember something?"

The old lady looked sad and unwilling at the moment, and she no longer had the kindness of yesterday.

"Jia Changhai, I'm going to make you pay the price!"

The old lady remembered everything, including the scene before her death.

That day, his stepson, Jia Changhai, the son of his later wife, was going to take the two old people to go hiking. Before leaving, the old man suddenly had a friend come to visit, saying that he was here to give something to him and then left.

So Jia Changhai and the old lady were asked to go first and meet at the foot of the mountain later.

The old lady didn't think much and just obeyed the two people's arrangements.

When Jia Changhai and the old lady arrived at the foot of the mountain, the old man suddenly called and said that his old friend insisted on taking him to dinner together, and he would not be able to climb the mountain today.

When the old lady and Jia Changhai saw it, they were all here. They were at the foot of the mountain. They wanted to climb up on the way.

It’s not like you can’t climb without the old man, and it’s not that you can’t see the scenery without the old man.

So after the two climbed to the top of the mountain, Jia Changhai led her to a deserted place in the name of taking pictures, and then pushed her down.

After listening to the old lady's story, Xiao Yu really felt distressed.

"Grandma, does the old man know about this?"

"I probably don't know." The old lady pretended to be firm and said:

"The old man is a nice guy. I believe I won't misjudge him. It's just that his son Jia Changhai has some evil intentions. It's better to be careful about him while he's alive."

Seeing the old lady's sad look, Xiao Yu nodded, praying in his heart that the truth would be as the old lady thought, otherwise it would be very sad.

"By the way, grandma, yesterday Wen Sheng said that your daughter was sent to a mental hospital by Jia Changhai. Can you sense her current situation?"

At Xiao Yu's reminder, the old lady quickly used the spiritual power brought by reciting scriptures to sense it.

Although she couldn't sense the specific situation, the old lady could feel that her daughter Xiaomin's current situation could be described in four words - life was worse than death.

"No! I have to save Xiao Min!"

As the old lady spoke, she stood up and was about to leave.

Xiao Yu quickly stopped: "Wait, grandma."

"Yesterday Sister Wen Sheng also told you in the live broadcast room not to be impulsive when recalling what happened during your lifetime. If you want to wait for her to come, you must be obedient."

However, the old lady could not take care of so much at this moment.

"No, Xiao Min is still suffering, I must save her!"

How could Xiao Yu stop what the old lady believed?
Even if he was standing in front of the old lady, he would pass through her body in a flash.

Xiao Yu regretted it very much at this moment. Why did she mention her daughter when she was so good? She couldn't control it now, could she?

At a loss, Xiao Yu picked up his phone and planned to send a private message to Wen Sheng.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the old lady walked out of the gate, she went back the same way the next second.

"Grandma, why are you back?"

"There's someone outside the door."

The old lady looked a little embarrassed.

Who can stop a ghost? Xiao Yu opened the door in confusion.

Oh, it turns out to be Wen Sheng himself. Wen Sheng walked into Xiao Yu's house and explained directly without questioning or blaming:
"Since Jia Changhai can trap your soul in the mountain, it means that there are experts around you."

"If you go there so rashly, you may not be able to take advantage of being a ghost. Not only may you not be able to save Xiao Min, but you may also get yourself involved."

"Then what should I do?" The old lady looked like she was about to break.

Wen Sheng replied patiently: "Am I still here?"

"Haha," Wen Sheng sneered: "The water in Qihuai Mental Hospital is a bit deep, but this time, I will give it a few feet and a few sticks."

Qihuai Mental Hospital.

"Hello, I want to pick up a patient from the hospital. The patient's name is Zhao Xiaomin."

"Who are you Zhao Xiaomin?"

Wen Sheng: "I am her sister."

The nurse at the reception was typing on the keyboard with an expression on her face, and called up Zhao Xiaomin's information:

"The information shows that Xiao Min has no sister at all. She is an only child."

Wen Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke out his words to deceive people: "I was abducted when I was a child and was found recently. If you don't believe me, you can do a DNA genetic test."

Wen Sheng looked so confident that no one could doubt him.

At this time, the nurse took another look at the information and said, "Zhao Xiaomin has not recovered from treatment and cannot be discharged from the hospital yet."

"Ms. Nurse, it should be decided by the family members whether the patient is discharged or not. Isn't it inappropriate for you to detain the patient without permission?" Wen Sheng argued with reason.

A hint of impatience gradually appeared on the nurse's face: "This is the hospital's rule. I'm just a little nurse. Don't embarrass me."

"Then who should I look for? Who among you has the final say?"

The nurse said: "Zhao Xiaomin's attending doctor is Director Liu Zhuang. You can go to him. As long as he can sign the discharge permit, Zhao Xiaomin can be discharged smoothly."

"Where is Director Liu Zhuang's office?"

"Go straight along this corridor and turn left at the end. The first office is there."

So Wen Sheng went straight to Liu Zhuang's office. Not long after Wen Sheng walked out, the nurse turned cold again and quickly made a call on the landline nearby.

"Director Liu, someone is coming to pick up someone again. They will be in your office soon."

"okay, I get it."

Wen Sheng walked into Liu Zhuang's office. When she first looked at Liu Zhuang, Wen Sheng felt that the other person looked at her like a wild animal looking at its prey.

"I want to take Zhao Xiaomin out of the hospital."

"Zhao Xiaomin hasn't met the discharge standards yet, so I can't sign it yet."

"Whether to be discharged or not should be decided by me as the guardian, right? Besides, my sister is fine, why did she suddenly go crazy? I think your hospital is full of tricks!"

"Look, here comes another person questioning the hospital!"

The woman in front of me looked a little excited.

But Liu Zhuang was already used to this scene.

Liu Zhuang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his expression was very scary.

"Mental illness is hereditary. Your sister is showing signs of abnormality. I think you probably have this gene as well."

"What do you mean?"

The woman in front of him seemed a little panicked, which was exactly what Liu Zhuang wanted to see.

"As long as you're here, let's take care of it. Let's have a check-up. Early treatment and early recovery."

As he spoke, Liu Zhuang clapped his hands, and four fierce-looking men in white coats poured in from outside.

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