Chapter 50 Mental Hospital 2
To prevent patients from taking extreme measures, the windows are small and serve only as ventilation.
A slight coolness soothes the soul.
The room was dimly lit, and the black hood seemed to Lu Cen the most terrifying thing in the world. Tears streamed down his face. When the hooded man saw that his eyes were wet and his nose was red, he stopped what he was doing. Suddenly, he couldn't bring himself to do it; this person was just too beautiful.
Although death is beautiful, he was willing to let that beauty last a little longer.
The floor was cold. The hooded man pulled him up and stroked his face with his fingers until it turned red. Then the hand moved down, forcing Lu Cen to lean against the stranger. He stared blankly at a certain point, his face flushed. He gripped the man's wrist tightly, his body trembling slightly.
The fog was very thick in the early morning.
A patch of paper was pasted on the window.
The screams shattered the silence, and Lu Cen, like many others, rushed out.
A large crowd had gathered around the nurses' station.
A woman in a nurse's uniform lay on the ground, her eyes wide open, her face contorted, and most importantly, she had a hole in her throat.
Lu Cen felt a chill run through his body as he thought of the baseball bat from last night.
"Another one has died, what should we do?"
"Three people have died so far."
"Who did this? If we can't find the culprit, are we just going to wait for him to kill everyone?"
"Dr. Xu, the surveillance camera broke down a few days ago, shouldn't it be fixed by now?"
"What exactly is going on?"
The nurses, doctors, and players were huddled together. The last sentence was spoken by a player, a man Lu Cen had met yesterday. His eyes were gleaming, his hair was perfectly styled, and he looked like a very shrewd person.
As for the other three, two men and one woman, one of the men stood far away, seemingly unconcerned about what was happening, looking lazy. The other looked younger, like a high school student, and appeared very innocent. The remaining woman with depression was very sexy, wearing makeup and a red dress, and walked very lightly, indicating she was a trained fighter. It was just unknown who was stronger between her and Chen Ning.
"I'm going to make a phone call."
His gaze lingered on Lu Cen for a moment. After walking aside to finish his call, he returned and said, "Sorry, the surveillance footage will take a while. We'll let everyone know when we have the results."
"Can your hospital guarantee our personal safety? Three people have already died." The shrewd man pressed on: "Have you investigated the people in your hospital? Or perhaps you failed to properly supervise that mental patient who had a relapse?"
Xu Xi wasn't angry. She nodded and said, "You're right. We really can't go on like this. Let's all get together and sort things out carefully to see if there are any suspicious points."
He gave the head nurse a look, signaling her to speak first.
The head nurse took a deep breath: "Xiaoling was on duty yesterday. Everyone else went home after eight o'clock. Xiaohua and I are roommates, so we can vouch for each other."
"Judging from the condition of the body, he should have died around midnight. If one of you went to sleep first last night, it's possible that the other went out to commit the crime."
The head nurse was so angry her face turned pale: "Why don't you mention that Xiaohua and I collaborated on the case?"
The shrewd man stroked his chin: "That's possible."
The head nurse was so angry she couldn't even speak.
Lu Cen listened to everyone's story, and none of them had any flaws. Either they had witnesses, or their physiques and fighting abilities didn't match.
He had met the murderer, so he was quite familiar with him.
If anyone is more suspicious, Xu Xi's height matches, or perhaps the lazy player who's been detached from the group. Lu Cen knows for sure that the murderer is male, over 1.8 meters tall, with large, strong hands and muscles that conceal explosive power.
As soon as everyone left and Lu Cen returned to his ward, Xu Xi and the nurses arrived.
Lu Cen was a little confused: "...An injection?"
The nurse laughed: "No injection, it's time for your daily counseling session, you forgot."
What kind of guidance?
"Come on, fill out the form first." The nurse led him to sit down on the sofa.
The forms were filled out in all sorts of strange and unusual ways. Lu Cen knew it was a psychological assessment form, and after thinking about it, he decided to fill it out truthfully.
"I'm all better now."
"Give it to me."
As Xu Xi looked at the results, Lu Cen suddenly felt that something was wrong with him.
Specifically, even though he knew there were only three people in the ward, he saw an extra person appear out of nowhere, walking towards him step by step. The person looked very familiar, just like the rude hooded man from yesterday.
He walked past Xu Xi and the nurse and stood behind Lu Cen. His body tensed up suddenly, and he felt a dull ache. The other party had gone too far yesterday, and Lu Cen still felt pain when he thought about it.
A hand slid down her collar to her collarbone.
Lu Cen couldn't tell whether this was real or a figment of his imagination. He unconsciously raised his hand and touched his collarbone. When he looked back, there was no one behind him.
"Not bad," Xu Xi said.
Lu Cen regained some of his senses and managed a weak smile.
Have you been experiencing hallucinations recently?
Just as Lu Cen was about to say no, the man in the black hood reappeared. He sat down next to Lu Cen, just like a real person. Their thighs were touching, and their shoulders were close together. This time, the man reached under the hem of Lu Cen's hospital gown and touched his waist. It felt like he was really being touched. His skin was incredibly itchy, and his face gradually turned red.
He closed his eyes briefly: "Yes."
Xu Xi had just written two words of the judgment result when she realized she was out of ink.
"Could you please get me a pen?" Xu Xi said to the nurse, then turned to Lu Cen and asked, "When did you see anything?"
"Now."
He spoke with difficulty, his voice rising at the end, giving off an inexplicably alluring feeling. Lu Cen himself didn't realize that his breathing was much heavier than before, and his lips, untouched by anyone's kiss, had become undeniably luscious.
Xu Xi was probably quite surprised. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Could you explain in detail?"
Lu Cen covered her face with her hands, her voice leaking out from between her fingers: "A man with his head covered, about your height, is sitting next to me."
“As tall as me.” Xu Xi repeated, his expression ambiguous, his face carrying an emotion Lu Cen couldn’t decipher: “And then? What did he do?”
Lu Cen was embarrassed and ashamed: "He was touching me."
The ward fell silent.
In this mysterious atmosphere, a subtle, ambiguous tension spread.
"How did you touch it?"
Lu Cen had completely lost the ability to think, answering every question. He gasped for breath, "His hands were long, his fingertips were rounded, he... he first touched my waist... then he reached down there..."
In fact, he didn't sound nearly as relaxed as he felt.
Ever since that hand slipped into his pants, the man became more and more real. His head rested lightly on Lu Cen's shoulder, and he said things that were utterly offensive.
"Look, you fell in love with me after only meeting me once."
"Look, look, there's a reaction."
"I went through so much trouble last night, but she's been quite well-behaved today."
"Don't worry, I'll make you feel good in a bit."
Do you want it to be gentler or harder?
"Don't hold it in, scream it out, I like to hear it."
Lu Cen was too ashamed to face Xu Xi. He bit his lower lip tightly to keep from making a sound, his legs together and his back bent. He didn't want her to see him like this, but Xu Xi had already seen him.
"He's touching you."
Has this happened before?
"Is this the first time you've seen this masked man?"
Could you please describe the contents in detail?
Where does he like to touch first when he's touching someone?
These words had crossed the line, but Lu Cen was oblivious. He tilted his head back, and although he felt someone touching him, it was all just his imagination. His body remained in an awkward situation. The hooded man next to him hadn't disappeared, and Xu Xi kept asking him questions.
Under extreme circumstances, Lu Cen let out a few sobs.
The sobs that came from enduring the pain left Xu Xi stunned for a long time.
To make matters worse, an excruciating itch welled up from the depths of his heart, gradually taking over Lu Cen's mind. Every inch of his skin felt like a fish out of water. He never knew that he would be driven mad by this sense of emptiness and desperately needed something to soothe him.
Lu Cen finally understood what it meant for a buff to be below 60.
He leaned on the sofa armrest, his misty eyes looking across at the person opposite him: "Dr. Xu..."
The other person took two steps closer and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
"Not good."
"Has the person who touched you left?"
Lu Cen choked and shook his head. Like a lecher, he took the opportunity to grab the other person's hand and then put his arm around the other person's waist. Xu Xi was caught off guard and leaned forward. Through the fabric, Lu Cen was not satisfied and put his hands inside the other person's clothes, rubbing back and forth in a perverted way.
"If you hold me like this, won't he be able to see everything clearly?"
Lu Cen could only hear vaguely; under the double torment, he could barely make out what he was hearing.
"Even fantasy objects have different levels. Aren't you afraid he'll take it a step further next time?"
Because of guilt or other emotional influences, the object of the fantasy becomes increasingly outrageous until the patient loses the ability to make their own judgments.
Xu Xi practically indulged him by letting him cling to him. A smile curved his lips as he patted Lu Cen's head and then slid his hand across Lu Cen's back, giving him a sense of security.
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