Su Yang dispatched a car from the Heresy Handling Bureau to take Bai Liu and the others to the sanatorium, and had made arrangements with the person in charge of the sanatorium in advance. As soon as Bai Liu and the others arrived, the person in charge of the sanatorium quickly met them and took them inside.
The sanatorium is a bit old, but the decoration and greenery are not bad. The four buildings surround a well-maintained small garden in the middle. The building located in the most quiet corner is built higher. There is also a small strip-shaped pond on the side of the main entrance, with lotus flowers and fish. The conditions seem to be better than those in other buildings.
"The patient in 906 lives in the innermost building."
The head of the nursing home led Bai Liu through the small garden and introduced the hospital as they walked quickly: "There are two hospitals nearby that cooperate with us. The hospital wards are often insufficient, and the wards are not comfortable or spacious."
"Some patients with good financial conditions do not want to stay in the ward. If they are willing to pay the accommodation fee of the nursing home, they can transfer to our nursing home by themselves."
“This is how the patients in 906 were transferred.”
The head of the nursing home said: "The patient's doctor told me that the patient's condition is not urgent and there is no organic disease. It is purely a psychological problem."
"The doctor said that the patient was rejecting what happened a week ago and the memories of the past, so he didn't want to think about it. The effect of medication on the patient was relatively limited. He needed to recuperate in a more relaxed environment for a long time and slowly recover. So he was recommended to us."
As he spoke, the person in charge looked up at the building hidden among the trees with a complicated expression:
"But for this patient, it may be a blessing to be able to forget everything."
Bai Liu looked at the person in charge and said, "It must cost a lot to recuperate in a place like this for a long time. Who paid for him?"
"He himself," the person in charge replied. "Patient 906 has lost all his parents and relatives. He inherited a large amount of inheritance, enough for him to stay with us for several decades."
"He has a bank card specifically for paying our expenses here, and we just transfer money to it every month."
"It seems that he also has some business to make a living. I don't know what it is, but it seems to be online games or something. Every week, a lot of money is deposited into the bank account. But when asked where the money comes from, the patient in 906 was confused and said he couldn't remember."
The person in charge explained: "Because this patient can only remember what happened within a week, he has never known where the money from last week came from."
Bai Liu nodded in understanding.
Once a week, this frequency is obviously the point Du Sanying won in the game is transferred into his account.
The person in charge took Bai Liu and the others to the elevator and said, "Because this patient has only a week's worth of memory and cognitive problems, he is very scared of the surrounding environment. I hope you will remain calm and friendly when you see him, and don't scare him."
The elevator reached the ninth floor. The person in charge led Bai Liu and his group through the corridor, walked to the corner, and stopped in front of room 906.
From the door came a strangely accented voice: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
Mu Sicheng was puzzled: "Is this... the cry of a bird?"
"Oh! I almost forgot!" The person in charge slapped his head before opening the door, turned around and said to Bai Liu apologetically, "I forgot to tell you that the patient in Room 906 has a parrot."
"???" Mu Sicheng's head was full of question marks, "Why does he keep a parrot?!"
The person in charge said: "Patient 906 only has a one-week memory, so he often wants to record what he did a week ago. However, in order to prevent patients from hurting themselves, the nursing home does not provide sharp objects to mental patients, so we cannot provide him with a pen."
"Then he got a parrot and taught it to say certain words to remind him what he had done the week before."
Mu Sicheng was very confused: "Don't you provide electronic equipment? Like a cell phone? Let him use the cell phone to take notes."
"We provide it." The person in charge spread his hands, "But this patient will forget his password and all the information after a week."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
The person in charge was helpless: "We are a professional nursing home here. We are not allowed to record any information about the passwords for patients. This is suspected of violating privacy."
"If you forcefully turn on the phone, all the original data in it will disappear. We also suggested using a recorder, electronic drawing board and other equipment, but after losing his memory, patient 906's recognition of his own voice and drawings also decreased. He couldn't believe that these were what he had written down a week ago."
“Patients trust their pets more than these electronic devices.”
The person in charge sighed: "We were not allowed to keep a parrot at first, but after consulting the doctor, the doctor thought that keeping a pet might improve his cognitive condition, so we finally had to agree."
"But the parrot is not kept indoors, it is hung on the balcony outside, so it's okay."
After the person in charge finished speaking, he knocked on the door softly: "Excuse me, may I come in?"
There was silence for a long time before the parrot's strange yet polite voice replied, "Come in."
The person in charge pushed open the door. In the empty ward, the balcony window was open, the screens were fluttering, and the parrot was standing on one leg on the horizontal bar with dignity, but there was no one on the bed or in the open toilet.
Mu Sicheng turned his head and said, "??? Where are the people?!"
Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi's eyes both stopped at the edge of the bed.
The person in charge sighed as if it was nothing, then squatted down and looked under the bed, and said softly: "Mr. Du Sanying, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we just come to see you."
Mu Sicheng bent down in disbelief. Just as he had guessed, Du Sanying was hiding under the bed!
The thin boy huddled in the corner, hugging his quilt and pillow. Half of his face was blocked from view. His knees were bent to his chest insecurely. Only one eye was visible from the edge of the quilt, and his glasses were pushed up to his eyebrows.
"I don't know you." Du Sanying said in a low voice.
He retreated a little further, and it was obvious that he was not going to come out easily.
The person in charge slapped his forehead in pain.
Bai Liu bowed and thanked him: "Excuse me, can we talk to him alone?"
The person in charge nodded helplessly: "——Call me if you need anything. Don't scare him too much. His memory must have been reset recently."
After the person in charge left, Mu Sicheng's eyes lit up, he rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his fists, and knelt on the ground, wanting to pull Du Sanying out.
In the past, Du Sanying relied on his unreasonable luck to suppress him and snatched a lot of spoils from him. He always pretended to be innocent in front of him. Mu Sicheng still remembers it!
Although he felt that this guy was quite pathetic, but since he looked so pitiful and begging to be bullied, Mu Sicheng felt that he would be letting himself down if he didn't do something about it!
As a result, as soon as Mu Sicheng put his hand under the bed, Du Sanying let out an "Ah" as if frightened, and the bed fell down with a corner collapsed, and the broken frame just happened to press on Mu Sicheng's hand.
The infusion stand beside the bed also fell over, and was about to pierce Mu Sicheng's throat.
Tang Er quickly stabilized the rack.
Mu Sicheng screamed miserably and quickly pulled his hand back. He jumped up and down and blew on his palm which was hit red.
He looked at the suddenly broken iron fence in horror: "How can this be broken?!"
Liu Jiayi looked sympathetic: "Du Sanying is 100% lucky. Do you think you can force someone like this out from under the bed?"
She looked at the bed: "As long as he doesn't want to come out, even if an earthquake buries us all today, Du Sanying will be the one who stays under the bed quietly and safely."
Mu Sicheng shook his swollen hand speechlessly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Liu Jiayi squinted at him and said, "We have to verify it. You seem quite enthusiastic."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
There is nothing good about smart people.
Bai Liu squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at the frightened Du Sanying under the bed. Then he paused for a moment, then grabbed the bedrail without hesitation and leaned over to get in.
"!!!" Du Sanying was so scared that he kicked his legs wildly and hid in the bed, shouting, "Don't come over here! You will get hurt!"
Bai Liuan lay down beside him peacefully, turned his head and looked at Du Sanying with a smile: "So you hide under the bed and don't see anyone, not because you are timid, but because you are afraid that people who get close to you will get hurt, right?"
Du Sanying stared at Bai Liu's black eyes in a daze. He slowly loosened the thick quilt that wrapped him, as if he was shocked by something beyond his common sense. He looked at Bai Liu in disbelief and stammered:
"…You, are you okay?!"
Bai Liu extended his hand in a friendly manner: "Maybe I should say nice to meet you, Bai Liu."
"——a game player you met once."
Du Sanying stared at Bai Liu blankly for a while. After he seemed to be sure that Bai Liu would not be hurt by being close to him, he tentatively extended a finger, lightly touched the palm of Bai Liu's hand, and then withdrew his finger and replied in a low voice:
"…It is said that my name is Du Ying. That is what the patient name on my bedside says."
Bai Liu did not withdraw her hand, but turned her whole body to face Du Sanying, moved closer to him, smiled softly, and whispered: "You helped me before, can we go out and talk?"
Du Sanying looked at Bai Liu doubtfully for a long time, and only after he seemed to be sure that nothing would happen to the person approaching him, did he hesitantly place his hand in Bai Liu's palm.
"Okay, okay."
Bai Liu followed the force with which Du Sanying placed his hand in his palm and pulled it outward, pushing open the collapsed bed and directly pulling Du Sanying out from under the bed.
After coming out, Du Sanying subconsciously distanced himself from Bai Liu. He turned his face away uncomfortably, clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, hunched his back and retracted his head. His whole body was in a tense posture that showed a strong resistance to the outside world.
It's obvious that he hasn't communicated with anyone for quite some time.
Bai Liu readily distanced himself from him, retreating to a position where Du Sanying would feel less constrained, and said, "This is not the first time we've met, but you probably don't remember me. We met in a game before, and you helped me a lot."
Du Sanying turned around and faced Bai Liu. His eyes widened in surprise: "...I, help you?"
Bai Liu smiled: "Yes, you have helped me a lot. This time I came to ask for your help."
"I hope you will lend a helping hand because we were friends in the past."
Du Sanying's eyes widened: "...You are my friend?"
"Of course." Bai Liu casually created an identity for himself. He looked at Du Sanying with nostalgia and smiled, "--If you hadn't forgotten me and ignored me, I would have chased you to play games all the time."
Bai Liu lowered her eyes as if she was lonely, and sighed with regret: "It's a pity that you forgot about me after a fun game, and there will be no chance for us to meet again."
"We had the chance to become soul mates."
Mu Sicheng: “Puff!!”
God damn soul mate!
Do you mean the kind of close friend that you took away his soul? !
Du Sanying felt very sorry for forgetting his soul mate. He helplessly loosened his hands from his chest, wiped them on the seams of his hospital gown, and secretly glanced at Bai Liu.
"I'm sorry..." Du Sanying blushed with shame, "Bai Liu, I forgot about you. I don't even remember what game we played..."
The parrot on the balcony heard a certain key word, and it was like a repeater doll that was triggered. It fluttered its wings vigorously and screamed loudly: "Bai Liu, Bai Liu, bad guys, bad guys, if you see them, run! Run!"
Du Sanying: “…”
Bai Liu: “…”
Tang Erda: "..."
Liu Jiayi: “…”
Mu Sicheng: “Puff——!!!”