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Chapter 99: There is Someone There

Guan Shan quietly hid behind the door, slowing his breathing to the extreme, while also turning on the recorder.

Xiang Wen probably didn't expect a third person to be in the room. His attention was entirely focused on Xu Rong, completely unaware of Guan Shan's presence.

Xiang Wen walked straight to the bed, sat on the stool beside it, and smiled, "Do you know? Your parents have bribed experts from the Seventh Hospital to prepare a certificate for you. They will come to examine you tomorrow, and the results will be out in about three days. With my testimony, your condition will be officially confirmed."

Xiang Wen held up three fingers, "Do you know what that means? Once this certificate is issued, you will never have a chance to leave."

He continued leisurely, "Isn't it great? If it weren't for my suggestion to your parents, you would have already faced the death penalty. Now you can enjoy good food and a good life in this hospital."

"Mmm! Mmm!"

Xu Rong glared at him, fists clenched, his entire body straining in an attempt to struggle.

However, the straitjacket held him firmly in place, rendering him immobile.

Xiang Wen looked down at him, smiling, "Don't look at me like that. It was your parents who strongly insisted on this, and they are grateful to me."

Guan Shan thought, as expected, Xu Rong wasn't mentally ill. It was all Xiang Wen's doing.

But Xu Rong seemed very resistant to this. From Xiang Wen's tone, it was clear that he had deceived Xu Rong's parents into doing this, and it didn't benefit Xu Rong at all...

Guan Shan glanced at Xu Rong, who was struggling on the bed, and thought it made sense.

Xu Rong's parents probably thought their son, spared from the death penalty, would live a comfortable life in this high-end hospital.

In reality, he was confined to the bed, with no freedom, unable to speak.

And with a doctor who seemed to have ulterior motives looking after him... it sounded like a horror story, didn't it?

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I expose this recording, you will go where you should."

To prison.

Guan Shan looked at the helpless Xu Rong with pity. The latter's eyes now had a pleading look.

Xiang Wen then smiled, "Alright, that's for later. We still have today's tasks. Are you ready? Don't struggle as much as last time, or it won't just be about almost crippling your leg..."

As he spoke, he began to unfasten the straitjacket around Xu Rong's waist.

Guan Shan thought he would inevitably see something disgusting.

Instead, Xiang Wen opened his medical kit and took out some tools and a syringe.

Huh?

Guan Shan squinted, seeing that the syringe contained about two-thirds of a green liquid, which looked quite eerie.

Psychological treatment... shouldn't require such drastic measures, right?

Xiang Wen turned Xu Rong over into a curled-up position. Xu Rong was shaking like a leaf, whether from intense fear or another reason was unclear.

Xiang Wen pressed on Xu Rong's spine, found the spot, disinfected it with alcohol, and injected the liquid.

"Don't think I'm harming you. In fact, many people would give anything for this."

He slowly injected the liquid into Xu Rong's spine, speaking leisurely, "This is the last dose. You've adapted well. Soon, you'll enter the second phase. I hope you don't turn into one of those things in the basement... Otherwise, I'll have to erase everyone's memories in the hospital again."

Xu Rong had stopped shaking, but Guan Shan could see his muscles were extremely tense.

It was clear he was in great pain but didn't dare move.

A thick needle piercing the spine, moving could likely result in lifelong paralysis...

What was Xiang Wen talking about? Things in the basement? Erasing memories? And this drug...

Guan Shan felt disoriented, as if he had entered a Resident Evil world.

But Xiang Wen's next words brought him back to reality.

Xiang Wen placed his hand on Xu Rong's thigh, "You've experienced this before. Even if your leg is cut off here, it can be reattached as if nothing happened."

Hiss...

Guan Shan gasped, finally understanding why Xiang Wen had touched Xu Rong's leg that day. According to this, he had cut off Xu Rong's leg and reattached it? So that touch was to check if Xu Rong's leg had healed? Who was the real lunatic here?

But this meant Xiang Wen's drug could grant a powerful healing ability?

Was he experimenting on Xu Rong?

Guan Shan speculated, but regardless, tonight's operation had yielded significant results...

However, he didn't expect more to come.

Xiang Wen withdrew the needle, changed the angle, and continued, "Recently, there have been very few new patients, especially severe ones. Someone like you, eager to be hospitalized, is rare."

He sounded troubled, "At this rate, I'll have to use the mild cases, but the risk of being discovered is too high... Unless, I make them severe cases."

Xiang Wen pondered, "Hmm... there are two I'm quite interested in. One is Jiang Siyang, similar to you, sent here. He'll likely stay permanently soon."

"But that's not my doing, just a gift from someone else. Blame his rich family."

Guan Shan paused. The "master" who sent Jiang Siyang to the mental hospital knew this guy?

"The other is Guan Shan."

Some unknown reporter named Guan Shan: "..."

Xiang Wen adjusted the needle, mumbling, "I checked. He has no family. After so many days, he's been here alone. This kind of person is easy to handle. With a slight adjustment to his records, he'll soon join you."

"Hehe." Xiang Wen smiled, "Who would believe a mental patient claiming they're not ill?"

No one would, Guan Shan thought. Moreover, Xu Rong, in a straitjacket, couldn't speak, likely Xiang Wen's next step.

Using the excuse of the patient's aggressiveness, blocking his mouth was logical.

After finishing the injection, Xiang Wen discarded the syringe and packed up, "But I don't want to waste effort. So... in the next two days, I'll give them their first injection."

He turned Xu Rong over, but noticed Xu Rong's gaze was fixed on something behind him.

"Someone's here?!"

Xiang Wen turned sharply, only to see an empty room and the door.

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