Many customers were furious and rolled up their sleeves to go downstairs to settle the score.
Many people were having a great time, but when these guards knocked on the door, they were instantly defeated. It was so disappointing that they didn't have the energy to do anything else and just wanted to give those guards a good scolding.
The girls and boys who had been brought up to the second floor before didn't know what was going on. They looked at each other for a while, then tentatively walked downstairs, only to see a few familiar people jogging up.
"Why are you here?!" Aren't you imprisoned underground?
"Hush! Listen to my plan..."
The person who was sent to receive the guests finally connected with the people underground, while the people on the first floor were filled with panic.
The guards and doctors were fine, they just kept splashing water madly without pausing at all, but the guests suddenly became nervous, and many of them even started shouting and cursing and wanted to hit people.
"What's wrong with you people in the mental hospital?! How could it burn so easily? If I get hurt here, you'll be beheaded!"
"This place is too unsafe! Where's your dean?! Call him out!"
"Help! I don't want to die! Oh my God...you, you guys have to pay me back! Bah! I will never come to play with you again!"
The dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, smiled apologetically, and bowed to apologize everywhere.
He secretly groaned inwardly. These guests were either from aristocratic families or powerful officials nearby, none of whom he could afford to offend. If anything really happened to one of them... God help!
The people in the mental hospital were either anxious or numb, while a circle of people gradually gathered outside.
Except for the two guards who were praying silently outside at the beginning, the others came from the mental village.
They lived nearby and made a lot of money from the mental hospital, but when they saw how big the fire was, they were helpless.
"What should we do now? Should we help?!" one of them asked worriedly.
The other villagers looked at each other, but no one took any action.
How much water would be needed to save a house this big from flooding?
Even if they sent people to fetch water from the three wells in the village, constantly, they still couldn't save him! But if they didn't save him... the dean might resent them and never accept anyone they sent again!
The village chief's eyes flashed, thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and soon he made a decision.
"The mental hospital is near our village, so naturally we should rescue them... How about this, each household sends one person out. Some will fetch water, some will deliver it, and the rest will pour water here."
As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers started arguing.
Everyone wants to stay here and splash water. Carrying and fetching water is very tiring, but splashing water does not require running, you can just wait here.
The villagers argued loudly for a long time but could not come to a conclusion.
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