Wang Hailong's words may not sound like anything at first, but if you think about it carefully, they are terrifying.

"The monster stepped on your brother's shoulders? And then the monster's body became taller?" Chen Ge couldn't imagine a scene where a two-meter-six-meter-tall man stepped on a child's shoulders.

"My brother wrote this. He even drew some pictures for the parts that were not clearly expressed." Wang Hailong took out his mobile phone: "This is what the doctor asked him to draw based on his memory when he saw the doctor last time."

Chen Ge took the phone and took a look. The photo showed a very strange painting.

At the bottom of the white paper was a short and fat child, who only took up about one-tenth of the entire paper, while the remaining nine-tenths was occupied by the strange man on his shoulder.

"What is this?" Chen Ge stared at the strange person on the child's shoulder. It looked like a woman with loose hair, but its physical features were like a man. It was very thin, like two bamboo poles covered with a white cloth bag.

"You don't know either? I saw a similar scene in your haunted house, where a girl stepped on a tourist's shoulder. At that time, I thought of the story my brother told me." Wang Hailong took back his phone. He glanced at the haunted house from a distance, and the fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated: "Since you can design this scene, you must know something about this legend, right? And when that girl stepped on my shoulder, it felt very real. If it weren't for my reason telling me that I was visiting a haunted house, I would probably doubt whether I had encountered a real ghost."

"Our haunted house uses the latest 4D technology. Through special means, it fully mobilizes the visitors' vision, hearing, smell, and touch. That's why you feel something pressing on your shoulder." Chen Ge said seriously without blushing or beating his heart, "As for the incident of being stepped on by a ghost, it should be just a coincidence."

"Okay." Wang Hailong still had some hope: "Then can you tell me where the inspiration for that scene came from?"

Wang Hailong is a stubborn person who insists on getting to the bottom of things.

Chen Ge thought for a moment and said, "There are no ghosts in this world. They are just something people imagine. I know you are worried about your brother, but you can't just go to the doctor in a hurry. Instead of asking me, why not go see a psychiatrist? I can introduce you to a professional."

The park might close in two months, and Chen Ge didn't want to waste time on other things. He also did it for the good of Wang Hailong's brother. After all, he was just a layman, and it would be better to let doctors do these things.

"When my brother was very young, my father took him to see a doctor. There was a mental hospital next to our hometown, and my brother stayed there for a while, but the treatment was very poor." Wang Hailong hesitated to speak.

"Brother, let me tell you." Wang Wenlong supported his brother. "I don't know why my brother hates interacting with doctors. Whenever he sees someone in a white coat, he will scream, struggle, or even hit them. Because we knew this habit of his, when we took him to see a psychologist later, we would greet the doctor in advance and ask the doctor to change into casual clothes."

"Hate doctors?" Chen Ge discovered the second strange thing about Wang Hailong's brother: "Could it be that the person stepping on the child's shoulders is afraid of doctors? So when he sees a doctor, he will be provoked to hurt the child?"

"We don't know the reason. When we took him to the hospital near our hometown when he was a child, nothing happened. But after he was transferred out of the closed ward, he began to be afraid of doctors." Wang Wenlong added that this was a secret hidden in the hearts of the brothers, and it was finally spoken out today.

"There must be a reason for the sudden change." Chen Ge tried to help them analyze: "Could it be that during the treatment, a doctor did something scary to him?"

"That's impossible. Wang Shenglong is the youngest. When he was receiving treatment, our whole family accompanied him 24 hours a day, and the doctor was also very good."

"Since it's not the doctor's problem, it's most likely due to the treatment environment. I think you can go to the place where Wang Shenglong was hospitalized and take a look. Maybe you can find some clues." Chen Ge made his suggestion very sincerely, and then he prepared to go for lunch.

"That hospital has long been abandoned, and the third ward where Shenglong lived has been completely sealed off, and there is no way to get in." Wang Hailong sighed: "I'm sorry, we were also scared today, so we remembered some of my brother's things."

"Ward 3?" Chen Ge was particularly sensitive to the number "three" because of the mission with the black phone. "Which hospital did your brother first receive treatment in?"

"It was a hospital next to our hometown, in a nearby county. At the time, our family was very poor, so we could only receive treatment there. Later, when our family conditions improved, we transferred my brother to another hospital."

"That's not what I'm asking you. What's the name of that hospital?" Chen Ge looked at Wang Hailong's face with a scary look.

"Jiujiang Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center, also known as the Third Hospital, seems to have been abandoned for five or six years." The Wang Hailong brothers didn't understand why Chen Ge's attitude suddenly changed.

"Is there a place called Ward 3 in that rehabilitation center?" The information in Chen Ge's mind was slowly overlapping.

"So that's what you want to ask. Some people call the third closed ward where my brother lived the third ward. It's the same place, just with a different name."

"I see." Chen Ge took a breath and said, "I know the best psychiatrist in Jiujiang. If possible, can you take me to see your brother tonight?"

Fearing rejection, Chen Ge raised the banner of Dr. Gao.

"No problem, but I hope you are mentally prepared. My brother...how should I put it? He looks a little abnormal." Wang Hailong forced a smile: "If the doctor you mentioned is coming, remember to have him wear casual clothes. My brother hates doctors."

After saying that, he took out a black business card from his pocket with three words written on the front: Longhufang.

"Who are you?" Looking at the exaggeratedly designed business card, Chen Ge thought of the burly man with a wolf head tattoo. Combined with the tone of the people's voices, he muttered to himself.

Could these people be gangsters? This was the first time Chen Ge had come across them in real life.

Seeing Chen Ge's surprised expression, Wang Hailong said modestly: "Just as you thought, Longhufang Sichuan Hotpot Restaurant was opened by my relative. The WeChat and phone number are on the back of the business card."

Chen Ge grinned and took the business card: "Do you have a more specific address?"

"Come directly to Haiming Apartment in the old city at night. Shenglong and my dad live there."