"After the nurse has distributed the medicine, she should be back. When she finds her notebook is missing, she will definitely look for it everywhere. But I always feel that she is only slightly stronger than Xiao Xiao and Pen Fairy. Even if I fight her head-on, I am not sure I will lose."

Chen Ge grabbed the skull crusher and went deeper into the corridor. If someone else came here in the same situation, they would have been scared to death and would not have the energy to think about these things.

After pushing open the doors of each ward, Chen Ge found nothing and walked all the way to the bathroom door on the third floor.

"The sound of the door opening came from downstairs. The bathroom on the third floor should not be the room where the 'door' is." He could feel the uneasiness of the white cat on his shoulder. Chen Ge tried to push open the bathroom door, but it was pitch black inside without a trace of light.

The rows of low cubicles look a bit scary. The toilets in the mental hospital are different from those in schools. Perhaps because they are worried that patients may have accidents in the toilet, all the cubicles are not equipped with door panels.

After walking around and finding nothing unusual, Chen Ge finally stopped in front of the mirror on the sink. The mirror design here was very interesting.

There is a curtain on the top of the mirror frame, which can be easily covered by pulling it like a curtain.

This small arrangement in the bathroom of the third ward reminded him of his own house of horrors. "It seems that the mirror here is not clean either."

Chen Ge pulled open the curtain on the mirror. There were many stains on the mirror, as if it had been constantly touched by someone with dirty hands. Even the figure in the mirror was not so clear.

"The door is not here." After understanding the internal structure of the bathroom in the third ward, Chen Ge had a general idea in his mind. After coming out of the bathroom, he went directly down to the second floor from the stairs on the other side.

The closer to the ground floor, the stronger the stench in the air became. What surprised Chen Ge even more was that some strange things began to appear on the walls and floor of the corridor on the second floor.

I don't know if it's due to the deformation of the building due to disrepair, or for other reasons, but some parts of the second floor walls bulge outward for unknown reasons, and the bulged areas are red, just like human skin that has been hit hard and the subcutaneous blood vessels are ruptured, causing the skin surface to become red and swollen.

There were also things that looked like blood stains in the cracked floor, as if blood had once flowed out of the cracks but had later dried up.

The second floor is completely different from the third floor, and the horror index almost doubles.

If the third floor is eerie and spooky, the second floor is already so dangerous that it makes people want to escape at any time.

"These things can't be real blood, right?" Chen Ge picked up some lumps from the ground and crushed them in his hands. "It doesn't smell like blood. It should be just ordinary red soil."

The bedding in the corridor was a bit of a nuisance, so Chen Ge lifted up a few of them as he passed by them.

He found that the closer he got to the bottom floor, the more lifelike the dummies became. It wasn't realistic in the visual sense, but the way they gave him a feeling similar to that of a living person.

"When I enter the first floor, will the dummy in the bedding get up by itself?" He was not joking, but thinking seriously.

After walking through the corridor and passing one ward after another, Chen Ge saw several special rooms near the corner of the corridor.

There are windows installed on the doors of the wards, which allows doctors to see the situation inside the wards from outside, but the doors of these rooms are slightly different.

"Director's office?" Chen Ge had run almost all three wards of the rehabilitation center, and this was the first time he saw a door with a label on it.

Entering, the room was very large, and seemed to be converted by connecting three wards.

There were several pots of dead plants against the wall, next to which were empty bookshelves and a desk for work.

There is also a suite inside, which is only half the size of the outside, with a single bed and an exaggeratedly large wardrobe.

Chen Ge closed the door and walked in. There were a lot of medical records scattered on the ground. However, these medical records were different from those in the female nurse's notebook. They had not been altered. In other words, the owners of these medical records were still alive.

In the more than ten years since the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center was in operation, the number of patients treated was very large, a number that far exceeded Chen Ge's previous guess.

Compared to Jiujiang's population of millions, mental patients only account for a very small part. However, there are only two regular public mental illness treatment centers in Jiujiang, and they can only accommodate less than a thousand people at full capacity. In addition, the relapse rate of mental illness is very high, and the hospitals are simply not enough, so there are many private hospitals like the Third Rehabilitation Center.

Under the banner of public institutions, they are actually private hospitals. Their treatment is old-fashioned and monotonous, and their internal management is chaotic, and various accidents often occur. Because of the special nature of patients with mental illness, many things end up in vain. Wang Haiming was forcibly detained in a rehabilitation center, which is a good example.

Chen Ge picked up a few medical records and took a look at them, but he soon lost interest. The diagnoses given by doctors to most patients were similar, and even the treatment plans were exactly the same.

"Doctor Gao is saving lives and curing diseases, but doctors like them are just stifling thoughts and souls, turning patients into puppets who have lost their selfhood."

He continued to search, but found that the bookshelf and desk drawers were all empty. Chen Ge entered the inner room again, lifted the bed board, tore off the quilt cover and pillow, but found nothing.

Finally, he looked at the exaggeratedly large closet, which was the only place in the dean's office he had not searched.

"This closet is big enough to fit two adults. Is it possible that the missing dean is hiding in there?" Chen Ge scanned the closet while holding a bone crusher.

There was a special police seal on the cabinet door, which had probably never been removed since it was put on, and the corners were intact.

"Why did the police seal this cabinet? Did they find a body inside?"

There are many strange things. There is a police seal on the cabinet door, and it is sealed with tape on all sides. There are strange words written on the corners of the cabinet door, and there are red nails half a palm long nailed on it.

"I always feel that there is something very important stored in this cabinet." Chen Ge carried the white cat to the door. He tore off the police seal and used a hammer to open the cabinet door.

There was no bloody scene as imagined, nor were there any clothes or other strange things stored there. There were only sheets of white paper filled with words and a few letters that had not been sent out in time.

He casually picked up the top piece of paper, and the first line of words he saw made Chen Ge's heart beat wildly.

"The kid in room three started going crazy again. He was the first person to see the 'door'. I suspect the appearance of the 'door' was related to him."

Isn't room number 3 empty? Where did this child come from?

Chen Ge continued to read on. The information sealed in the closet clearly recorded how a "door" destroyed the entire hospital.