Chapter 208 Sanatorium 6
After Wen Ning left, he went to the visiting room of the sanatorium.
As soon as he entered the door, he received a lot of attention. Wen Ning keenly noticed that there was a bit of embarrassment and guilt in these gazes.
Wen Ning couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
At this time, Zhou Xiaoyan had already waved at Wen Ning and said, "Ningning, come and sit here. The interview will start soon. Let's go over the script together."
Wen Ning naturally had no objection and walked over to sit next to Zhou Xiaoyan.
Today's interview is not only Wen Ning's first time taking the lead since joining the society, but also the interview is about a nursing home, which Wen Ning attaches great importance to.
Wen Ning opened the interview outline she had prepared long ago and was about to read it when Zhou Xiaoyan leaned over to her ear and whispered, "You were out for a long time just now. Did anything happen?"
Wen Ning shook his head and replied, "Nothing."
"As long as nothing happened," Zhou Xiaoyan said, her brows furrowed unconsciously. A hint of worry crossed her face as she continued, "While you were away, several leaders from the sanatorium came over and brought many valuable gifts."
Zhou Xiaoyan placed great emphasis on the word "precious".
After a brief thought, Wen Ning understood what Zhou Xiaoyan meant.
It seems that those people intend to give some expensive gifts to the students in the news club of University A, hoping that they will go along with them.
However, if the nursing home was really so afraid that the news agency’s interview would reveal something bad, then why didn’t they simply refuse the interview from University A before?
However, this question only appeared in his mind for a moment, and Wen Ning had already figured out the possible reason.
First, just as the director of the sanatorium had just approached her, he was willing to give up some small interests and some unimportant people in exchange for her stopping clinging to the sanatorium.
The second, and most likely, possibility is that she was caught in a trap and the sanatorium had already prepared a trap for her.
Suddenly, Zhou Xiaoyan said angrily, "The gifts they gave us are too expensive. Just a diamond necklace and a brand-name bag alone cost tens of thousands of yuan. These are not just small gifts. It's obvious that they are trying to bribe us with these gifts..."
The more Zhou Xiaoyan spoke, the more indignant she became.
Perhaps, a long, long time later, after experiencing all the ups and downs of life, they may be corrupted by money and power.
But now, they only have a simple and sincere heart that wants to reveal the truth and never succumb to darkness.
Zhou Xiaoyan rolled her eyes indignantly.
"I used to have a good impression of the sanatorium, thinking they were wholeheartedly concerned about the patients. But now, they're acting this way out in public. Haha, not to mention the inside, it's just a den of filth and corruption."
"Also, Ningning, you have to be careful. That leader has been asking about you since he came here. I have a feeling he has bad intentions."
Zhou Xiaoyan looked at Wen Ning seriously and reminded him.
Wen Ning was not surprised about this, or rather, she would be truly surprised if the sanatorium did not secretly do some tricks.
"I understand. Thank you, Senior Sister." Wen Ning replied with a smile.
When Zhou Xiaoyan was about to say something, the director of the hospital and several attending physicians from the sanatorium pushed the door open and walked in.
"Everyone has rested enough, so let's officially begin today's interview. I wish you a pleasant interview cooperation."
The director of the sanatorium said these high-sounding words while staring at Wen Ning. A subtle hint of vicious malice flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.
Wen Ning did not avoid this evil gaze.
Soon, the interview officially began.
Although Wen Ning was the main author of the interview outline for this sanatorium, she had just joined the news club and had very little experience in independent interviews, so this time she served as the main interviewer's assistant.
Zhou Xiaoyan is still the person mainly responsible for the interview.
Zhou Xiaoyan, Wen Ning and the director of the sanatorium sat opposite each other, and two cameras were aimed at the three of them.
After some official introductions, the topic of the interview was finally fully launched.
"Mr. Dean, you majored in cardiovascular medicine in college and have been working in cardiology since then. What led you to choose neurosurgery?"
The director of the sanatorium said with a smile, his eyes unchanged, "The opportunity naturally came during my rotation at the hospital. The professor who supervised me at the time was working on a project on adolescent depression, and I went to help. The deeper I studied, the more I wanted to delve deeper..."
Zhou Xiaoyan continued, "This sanatorium has a very good reputation among parents of students in City A. Dean, could you please tell us about your original intention in establishing this sanatorium?"
The director of the sanatorium said with a kind smile, "First of all, I would like to thank all the parents of these students for their recognition of our treatment methods. The original intention of establishing this sanatorium was naturally due to the increasing number of teenagers jumping from buildings."
"Because of the huge pressures nowadays – pressure from school, pressure from grades, and pressure from parents and families – many children are developing psychological problems, and more and more are committing suicide by jumping from buildings. Every time I see this kind of news, I feel deeply saddened, so I want to use my professional knowledge to save more children."
"This is the original intention of my establishing this nursing home. Fortunately, it has received so much positive feedback from parents of these children, which means it has lived up to its mission."
As soon as these words were spoken, many people looked at the director of the sanatorium with a hint of admiration and appreciation.
Zhou Xiaoyan curled the corners of her lips and said with a smile, "The dean is truly a good doctor with great medical ethics."
The director of the nursing home smiled modestly and said, "I don't dare to call myself a good doctor, but I just don't want to waste my abilities. I am doing my best to help those who need help. I believe many doctors share the same idea as me."
Zhou Xiaoyan and Wen Ning looked at each other and continued.
"The director's words of righteousness are truly admirable. So, what do you think of the achievements our sanatorium has made in treating illnesses and saving lives?"
The director of the sanatorium smiled and said, "Because this is a psychiatric treatment, there isn't a precise standard for successful treatment like in general surgery, internal medicine, and otolaryngology."
"I can only say that every child who leaves our nursing home will be a child that their parents like and recognize more."
Wen Ning followed up on his words and asked, "Could the director's words be interpreted as meaning that whether or not the children are cured of their mental illnesses after treatment in the sanatorium is unimportant, and that satisfying their parents' wishes is more important?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the director of the sanatorium cast a sharp glance at Wen Ning standing opposite him.
Wen Ning raised his head and looked at him calmly.
The director of the sanatorium clenched his fists hanging under the table, exhaled heavily and said.
"Of course not. The purpose of the sanatorium has always been to cure the mental illnesses of children, so that after they are discharged, they can grow up healthily like normal people and become more obedient and sensible. Naturally, parents will like such children more."
Wen Ning did not expand on the dean's answer, so Zhou Xiaoyan continued to ask.
"So, Mr. Director, at what stage of treatment do you think children in the sanatorium can be discharged?"
Seeing that Wen Ning didn't insist on pestering him anymore, the director of the sanatorium couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and answered Zhou Xiaoyan's questions with ease.
"Of course, we have to wait until they have deeply realized their mistakes, are willing to correct them, and live a good life in the future."
Zhou Xiaoyan frowned in confusion, "Could you give me an example to explain this?"
The director of the sanatorium was about to talk about the results of his treatment, with a look of pride in his eyes.
"Of course you can. We once had a boy in the nursing home who had been addicted to the internet since he was in the seventh grade. He'd skip school all day and stay up all night playing games in internet cafes. His grades had plummeted. When his parents tried to discipline him, he rebelled, talking back to them and even secretly running away from home."
"For this rebellious adolescent with a severe internet addiction, after a year of treatment at our sanatorium, he has completely kicked his addiction. He has also come to realize how much his previous behavior of talking back to his parents and running away from home for no reason hurt them, and he is determined to change his ways and become a good person."
"There was another girl who was very introverted and timid, and a little autistic. Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito, whether she was asking questions to the teacher or chatting with classmates. But after spending six months in our nursing home, she was successfully discharged. By then, her voice was very loud, and her parents were very satisfied."
"Oh, and there was also a boy who was gay. He wasn't studying hard at school, but was dating a senior student. They were caught kissing in the dark in the woods by the Dean of Education. Afterwards, their parents and the school urged them to break up and study hard, but the boy was so obsessed with it that he refused to break up!"
"His parents had no other options, so they sent him to us. After understanding his condition, our attending doctor adopted specialized treatments such as electroshock therapy and desensitization therapy. Two years later, the treatment was finally completed and he was successfully discharged from the hospital."
"His parents just called not long ago to say that their child's gender identity disorder has been completely corrected. He is now very obedient to his family and is currently dating a woman. I believe he will be able to attend his wedding soon."
The director of the sanatorium said this with smugness and pride.
It seems that he is really happy that these "patients" have changed their ways.
Moreover, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes when he looked at Wen Ning and Zhou Xiaoyan opposite him.
I thought Wen Ning came here with such a strong momentum this time, and he must have made a lot of preparations, but it turned out that they were just some routine questions.
It seems that he really overestimated Wen Ning.
The director of the sanatorium was very disdainful and gave a few more examples.
But the other students from the news club who were listening felt a chill.
Because, from the examples given by the dean, they did not hear of a single case of a real mental patient. Instead, they all had problems such as Internet addiction, introversion, and homosexuality.
Are these problems?
For some parents, this is indeed a big problem, but it definitely does not fall into the category of mental illness.
Is this sanatorium treating mental illness or something else?
At this moment, Wen Ning's clear and pure voice slowly rang out.
"Director, we've collected a report showing that over the past five years, the suicide rate among children successfully discharged from nursing homes has reached 50%."
"Dean, what do you want to say about this data?"
As Zhou Xiaoyan's voice temporarily stopped, Wen Ning next to her took out a data report and placed it in front of the director of the sanatorium and a group of senior executives in the hospital.
At the top of the neat paper report was a line of large blood-red characters.
In the past five years, a total of 1,300 children were successfully discharged from nursing homes, and a 50% suicide rate means that 650 children chose to commit suicide.
The paper also included the name, age, basic family information, and time and manner of death for each child who died by suicide.
Most of them were only sixteen or seventeen years old. They committed suicide by jumping off buildings, jumping into rivers, cutting their wrists, hanging themselves, etc.
Just looking at it makes people feel cold.
When the director of the sanatorium saw this data, his pupils trembled violently and an inexplicable panic surged in his heart.
The expressions of several senior officials standing behind the director of the sanatorium suddenly changed.
Family members know their own affairs best, and they are very clear about the real situation of the sanatorium.
The children who were sent here were more like slaves of their parents than patients.
Because their parents were dissatisfied with their children, they sent them to the sanatorium to discipline them.
Their methods of education are naturally very simple and crude. They don't consider physical and mental health at all. They just want to train their children to be what their parents are satisfied with.
They only need to ensure that the children look the way their parents like and are satisfied with when they are discharged from the hospital. As for whether the children have any physical or psychological injuries, that is not what they need to consider.
Once those well-disciplined children are discharged from the hospital, they are no longer under the care of the nursing home.
But what on earth is going on with this 50% suicide rate now???
Everyone was so shocked by the data report that their brains crashed. At this moment, Wen Ning stared intently at the director of the sanatorium opposite him.
"Regarding this data, Dean, what do you think is the possible reason?"
The director of the sanatorium lowered his eyes and looked at the terrifying scarlet numbers on the data report, his slightly lowered eyes filled with gloom and violence.
His hands, hanging under the table, had already been clenched into fists.
After a while, the director of the sanatorium finally raised his head, but the mask of kindness and hypocrisy that he had been able to disguise well in the past seemed to have been shattered by a punch, revealing an ugly and ferocious face.
However, the dean was experienced after all, and he quickly adjusted his expression.
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