There was nothing else except an iron bed without a mattress, a toilet, and a washbasin that didn't know if it had water.

There were no patients in most of the rooms. Only in a few rooms were there patients of different ages and genders who behaved in strange ways, sitting on the bed, muttering to themselves, or even kowtowing and kneeling.

Without exception, they were all skinny, with dull faces and lifeless eyes, as if they had no independent consciousness at all.

Seeing this distressing situation, Li Lin's expression became even more severe.

This is not treating patients at all, but simply locking them up like livestock. The treatment is even worse than the most stringent Stillwater Prison in Piltover.

Caitlin noticed the change in Li Lin's expression, "Did you find anything?"

"Patients, several mental patients, they are all locked in the room..."

Li Lin quickly described what he saw.

"Raymond Keane and Oswald are fucking beasts!" Code couldn't help but slap his thigh and curse, "Should we rush in with our brothers?"

He drew the baton from his waist and looked at Fandel with burning eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, calm down!"

Without waiting for Fandel to respond, Catelyn turned around and glared at Cord with a serious expression.

"From what Li Lin observed, this group of people only violated the Human Rights Protection Law and the Regulations on the Medical Management System. At most, they can be sent to prison for one or two years and fined a large sum of money.

"I ask you, is this the result you want?"

After being scolded by Caitlin, Code touched his bald head, smiled awkwardly, put away the baton and said nothing more.

At this time, Li Lin, who was controlling the two drones to quickly turn several corners and reach the end of the second-floor corridor, suddenly discovered a new situation.

Two middle-aged men in white coats were walking towards the elevator in front of them while talking, holding medical records and hard-cover pens in their hands.

"By the way, how is the patient you have?"

"After my diagnosis, he had symptoms of an eating disorder in addition to severe depression and mania. But with my help, he started to eat his meals properly."

One of them, a thin middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, chuckled.

Another man who looked slightly younger asked curiously, "How did you do it? I remember that guy was trying to attack you before, wasn't he?"

"Humph! To treat this kind of patient, of course we have to prescribe the right medicine."

The bald man snorted coldly, "A while ago, I had the guards tie him to a nailed chair. If he didn't eat obediently, I would pull out one of his nails."

The bald man became excited, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.

"I started with toenails, then fingernails...but his symptoms were so severe that I pulled out all 20 of his nails, but it still didn't work.

"Later, I soaked his hands and feet in salt water and began to pull out his teeth with pliers. After the fifth tooth was pulled out, his illness was cured."

"You're a genius, Mr. Ashworth! Why didn't I think of that?"

Another man echoed, his voice sounding a little remorseful.

"I've been injecting my schizophrenic patient with medication and even performed a lobotomy, but he still can't make it."

"You still have a lot to learn, Litton." Ashworth patted Litton on the shoulder and said earnestly, "As long as you follow my example, you will definitely become a great psychiatrist like me."

"I will!" Litton said excitedly.

"By the way, didn't Baron Raymond Keene send another patient here recently? The Baron even specifically asked us to take good care of him... How is his condition?"

Litton opened the medical record and took a quick look.

After a brief pause, he listed more than a dozen mental illnesses: "Well, after our preliminary observation, the patient suffers from delusional disorder, schizophrenia, depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder and somatic-related disorder..."

"It looks like the patient's condition is very serious." Ashworth's face showed a strange look of worry. "Where is he now?"

"For the past few days, we have let him stay in a room outside the operating room in the basement."

"Very good, he needs surgery immediately." Ashworth's mouth curled up. "Let's start with the nerve puncture surgery."

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