After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 329 Song Feihan 3
Huailin No. [-] Psychiatric Hospital for the Deaf.

outside the ward.

When the doctor saw Song Chujiu's ID card, he immediately understood who she was looking for.

When the doctor saw Song Chujiu who was following Fat Mei, he frowned and said, "You can't go there, you can just wait here. The patient's condition is not stable right now, so the family members can only see her."

After hearing what the doctor said, Fat Mei was very helpless and could only wait outside the door.

Song Chujiu followed the doctor in, and when she entered the hospital, her mood became more complicated.

The environment in the entire hospital is not very good, the corridors are dark and gloomy, and the light in each room is not good. There is only one window. After noon, there is almost no light infiltrating.

Even the single skylight could not illuminate the whole room.

The further you go in, the more obvious the musty smell is.

The spider webs on the wall dangle leisurely, looking like a spider hole that has been in disrepair for a long time.

The doctor led her to the outermost room.

The decoration of this room is very special, the outside is different from others, it is an iron door.

There is also a camera on the iron gate.

When she saw the camera, her eyes turned cold, she narrowed her eyes and said, "What does this camera mean, surveillance?"

As she got closer to the room, her heart beat harder.

She has a faint feeling, a faint connection with the people inside, and every time she steps in, the feeling becomes more obvious and deeper.

The doctor over there heard her question and said with a smile: "No, it's just to ensure the safety of the patients. After all, our hospital is responsible for the patients."

This doctor is chubby, and when he smiles, his chubby face looks kind.

As the doctor said, he opened the big iron door.

squeak-

The moment the door opened, the gate that separated the two worlds finally disappeared at this moment.

When the man lying on the bed heard the door open, he looked over alertly, curled up his whole body, and took a defensive posture.

Those eyes are very beautiful, the shape of the pupils is like a crescent moon, and the shadows of the two people at the door are reflected in the brown glass-like pupils.

When looking at him, Song Chujiu's pupils widened suddenly, and she stood at the door, her steps froze.

The boy in the room was sitting on the bed. He was about 19 years old. He was slender and tall. Because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his complexion was a little sickly white.

At a glance, he looks like a man made of crystal clear jade, handsome and delicate as beautiful as an elf.

But when she saw his eyes, her heart suddenly ached.

In my memory, Song Feihan was always sunny and happy, and that bright smile was as warm as an angel.

But Song Feihan in front of him, who had suffered so much, had such a look when he heard the door open.

Vigilant, the muscles all over his body were tense, like a small animal at the end of its strength, exuding his last low cry.

But when he saw Song Chujiu's face, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he mumbled involuntarily, "Sister... sister."

"Sister, is that you, sister?"

He climbed out of bed in a panic, pulled out the needle in his hand, and didn't even care about the blood on his hand.

Bright red blood flowed down his slender fingertips, dripping drop by drop onto the ground.

　(PS: Sick brother)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)