Chapter 300: Shuifuli Sanatorium 3
In a nursing home of this size, there are surveillance cameras in every corner. Su Qingyun knew this without even having to look.
So for the next 24 hours, the four of them had to be more careful when moving around in this sanatorium.
This is the only way to ensure that the copy task is completed.
Su Qingyun sat on the sofa, closed her eyes, and re-examined the three tasks assigned by her boss this time.
First, investigate the recuperation of the employees sent here by the haunted house cleaning company; second, investigate the big group behind the sanatorium; third, rescue the boss.
Judging from the list of company convalescent employees given by the administrator, they currently have no way of knowing whether there are any people from their company among the patients in the garden and the hall.
Because they were wearing bracelets, not clothes with their names on them.
Let’s observe first.
Su Qingyun stood up and walked to the window. Her fingertips gently parted the heavy curtains a tiny gap. Sunlight penetrated the thin gauze curtains, casting a hazy spot of light on the floor, which swayed gently in the breeze.
Her eyes passed over the neatly trimmed lawn and fell precisely on the moving figures in the garden.
Su Qingyun felt that everything here seemed peaceful, but it contained codes that needed to be carefully deciphered, and she did not seem to have the ability to decipher these codes now.
It would be great if Ye Yi was here, he could actually read people’s minds.
Su Qingyun shook her head, got rid of the bad mood, regained her mood and continued to look out the window.
In the garden, two elderly men wearing blue bracelets sat around a white stone table.
On the stone table on the right was a transparent glass plate filled with sliced apples and bananas.
The white-haired old lady was carefully handing an apple to the old man next to her. The old man's fingers trembled slightly as he took it, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The two of them leaned close together and whispered something, their voices so soft that they could hardly be heard. Only the occasional smile and slow nod made the leisurely atmosphere flow slowly between them.
The old lady raised her hand from time to time to tidy up the loose hair on the old man's forehead. Her movements were natural and skillful, obviously a habit that had arisen from years of living together.
This is a couple.
On the cobblestone path of the garden, several people wearing green wristbands were walking slowly. They were wearing uniform light gray hospital gowns, walking at a leisurely pace and keeping a distance of about half a meter from each other.
One of the middle-aged women raised her hands to press the solar plexus from time to time, while the other elderly man put his hands behind his back and walked with a slight stagger.
When they reached the fork in the road, without any communication, they turned in the same direction tacitly as if they had agreed in advance and continued to move forward, as if they were pulled by an invisible thread.
A little further away, beside the bushes, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow bracelet sat alone on a rattan bench, staring at the fountain in the center with an indifferent expression.
The water from the fountain refracts tiny spots of light in the sunlight, and the sound of falling water is regular and monotonous.
He remained in this static posture for about ten minutes before he suddenly raised his hand and slowly wiped his face. His movements were a bit hesitant, as if this simple action took a lot of effort.
After putting his hand down, he made no more unnecessary movements and resumed his previous posture, his eyes still glued to the fountain, as if he was staring at some distant memory, or as if he was simply letting his mind wander.
Yun Xuantian walked to Su Qingyun and looked out the window. Then he pursed his lips and smiled.
Su Qingyun looked at him and asked softly, "Have you figured out what's wrong?"
Yun Xuantian smiled again and replied in a low voice, "Sister Qingyun should have noticed the problem too."
Yes, Su Qingyun did find some problems, which she summarized after going through thirty-seven copies.
She believed that Ye Jian would be able to find out at a glance.
Yun Xuantian, who entered the dungeon for the first time, seemed to have discovered the problem as soon as he entered the sanatorium.
Su Qingyun wanted to ask him what he had discovered and whether it was the same as their analysis.
Su Qingyun asked Yun Xuantian to express his thoughts.
Unexpectedly, Yun Xuantian was still arrogant. He said that he was just a bodyguard and had no qualifications to participate in the analysis.
He also made a gesture to Su Qingyun to keep quiet.
"Don't talk. Our every word and action may be monitored."
Su Qingyun, "..." She finally knew why she didn't like Yun Xuantian.
In addition to his mysterious identity, there is also his annoying personality.
As the top manager of the same region, he and Xu Xinghe are worlds apart.
Su Qingyun turned around and decided to leave the window.
Yun Xuantian held her back and apologized to her.
He said he was just joking.
Because Su Qingyun had hurt his self-esteem before, he felt the same way.
"I think this is the case. This nursing home uses the color of the wristbands to distinguish the patients' illness. Blue means the condition is better, and yellow means the condition is not so good."
Just like the severe, moderate and mild patients in the hospital.
Yun Xuantian's observation is indeed sharper than that of the trial-takers who have just entered the dungeon.
But according to Su Qingyun's experience, the colors such as green, blue and yellow that appear in the copy are all related to the rules, for example, green represents safety, yellow represents warning and so on.
The green color here seems to represent obedience, because all the people wearing green bracelets have no expression and no thoughts, repeating simple actions like zombies.
Blue represents normal conditions. In the reception area, they read newspapers quietly. In the garden, they feed each other fruits and can smile and talk.
Yellow means strange behavior and unsociable manners.
But is this all this nursing home has?
Su Qingyun didn't dare to make any comments before seeing the whole picture. Everything would have to wait until they had explored the sanatorium.
Su Qingyun cast her eyes towards the door of the lounge. It was now four o'clock in the afternoon. The countdown on the watch on her wrist had already gone for ten minutes. They had to leave here at this time tomorrow afternoon.
But they didn't even see the dean here.
Not only did I not see it, but I also had to wait in vain in this room.
Su Qingyun checked the time again and reminded Ye Jian, "Director, we've been waiting for ten minutes."
Ye Jian was flipping through a brochure, looking calm and unhurried.
"It's okay. We can still wait for twenty minutes. In twenty minutes it will be the ward rounds time at the nursing home. By then all the patients will have to return to their rooms and the medical staff will have to work, so the director will have some free time."
Ward check in twenty minutes?
Su Qingyun thought of the big screen in the lobby on the first floor, which did have a ward inspection notice on it.
Ward rounds are conducted every ten minutes in the intensive care unit and every half an hour in the general ward.
At 4:30, all wards will be rounded.
There were only four of them in the lounge in the entire sanatorium, and it was indeed time for the director to come and meet the guests.
What's more, they are an inspection team from a charity foundation and they are here to donate charity funds to this nursing home.
It’s not appropriate not to meet.
So, they must seize this opportunity.
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