"The police officer still understands this?" The young nurse was a little surprised and nodded quickly, "Yes, her recent situation is indeed not optimistic. We must always be highly vigilant."

Song Zhiyuan asked politely: "Sorry, if you have a black wristband on your hand, does it mean that she will be self-injured?"

"Yes, strictly speaking, including self-harm, self-injury and even suicide, mental hospitals usually use different colored wristbands to distinguish these patients, so that medical staff can quickly grasp the patient's situation and respond in a timely manner. Black means that the patient has

He gave up on his own behavior.” Wei Qingsong explained calmly.

Just at this moment, a nurse was holding the patient in this direction, and the patient was wearing a red wristband on his hands.

Song Zhiyuan took a step back exaggeratedly and lowered his voice: "Does the red wristband mean that the patient has a tendency to attack?"

Wei Qingsong looked up and laughed: "Officer Song doesn't need to be nervous. The red wristband usually means that the patient has Tibetan medicine behavior, not that the patient is aggressive. Generally speaking, the blue wristband represents 'impulse'.

The green wristband represents 'outside escape', which means the act of escape. Of course, every hospital has its own management system, which is not absolute."

Song Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, with a calm expression, without any embarrassment: "So that's it."

Wei Qingsong looked at the young nurse again: "So, her condition has been severely repeated, and it is impossible to communicate normally at this stage?"

The little nurse put away her worshipful gaze and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Yes."

Wei Qingsong was a little disappointed: "It seems that we can't contact Hua Wanjun directly."

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"This rose has withered, can we throw it away?"

The two had already entered the elevator and their figures disappeared from the corridor.

This time, the door closed without any obstacles.

Dean Xue had something important to do, so the few people didn't say hello to him. They asked the young nurse to thank him and planned to leave.

Before he could think, Wei Qingsong quickly chased towards the elevator, and Lu Jingming followed closely behind.

The two of them were chatting and laughing in front of the elevator, as if they had been familiar with each other for a long time.

The elevator door slowly closed, and suddenly, a pale and bloodless hand grabbed the crack of the door, and the elevator door suddenly bounced open.

She was about to step into the elevator when she was caught by several nurses who were rushing to come. While she struggled, she revealed the green wristband in her hand.

"That's it." Wei Qing frowned, pondered for a moment, and reminded, "Don't mention the question I asked you today, including Dean Xue, do you understand?"

"It makes sense." Wei Qingsong nodded in agreement.

The open space downstairs is sparsely populated, and it is crowded in groups of three or three, and you can see it at a glance, without any trace of two people.

In the flash of lightning, many clues flashed rapidly in my mind, reorganizing a new mystery.

0813 took the rose in a daze and smiled: "Beautiful, I like it."

"It's Ao Zi'an and Ye Chen." A cold light flashed in Wei Qingsong's eyes.

Ye Chen, Ye Chen, she is getting more and more unable to see clearly. Why did he come?

Song Zhiyuan followed up panting: "Oh, I haven't moved for a long time and I'm not doing it anymore. By the way, who have you seen? Why do you see a cat and a mouse?"

It happened that a nurse came out of the dispensing room, and the cart in her hand blocked the way for several people, and almost hit Wei Qingsong.

She had big clear and bright eyes, but when she tilted her head and smiled, the big eyes became a little cunning.

What kind of role does Mu An play in the evil consequences six years ago?

Lu Jingming reminded: "Ao Zi'an is a psychiatrist, so it's normal for him to appear here. However, Ye Chen, a surgeon, why would he go to and from a mental hospital? Why would he ask someone to ask?"

Several people turned back, but the young nurse who led them had not left yet. Seeing them coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Wei Qingsong did not answer immediately, but took out Ye Chen's photo from his phone and asked, "Have you seen this person?"

"0813, you're running around again!"

The young nurse then agreed.

The nurse carefully cut off all the thorns from the branches and handed them to her.

"It has nothing to do with this case." Wei Qingsong looked at Lu Jingming tacitly, not intending to say more.

Lu Jingming reminded in a deep voice: "This is a secret investigation by the police. Please cooperate with our work."

Lu Jingming made a quick decision and pulled Wei Qingsong to the safe passage: "Go to the stairs."

The young nurse was a little dazed and seemed to have not reacted.

Wei Qingsong could tell at a glance that she was not a normal person, but a patient with mental abnormalities.

Song Zhiyuan hesitated for a few seconds and followed.

She had never imagined that Ye Chen was also in contact with Mu'an's psychological organization. The scene of his free chatting and laughing with Ao Zi'an was really too impactful, and her first reaction was to catch up.

She rushed to the window a few steps, staring at the figures gradually moving away from the square, uncontrollably pulling off a few petals, and blurred syllables came out of her mouth.

The nurse was startled and whispered: "What are you doing? The hospital prohibits running and chasing, what should I do if I hit a patient!"

Wei Qingsong was relieved and turned his head, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of two familiar figures.

She held a white rose that had already had yellow, which made her delicate face look paler.

Several nurses were also kind to her, as if they were coaxing children, gentle and patient.

"At least we understand her situation, we don't think we will return in vain." Lu Jingming said.

Their movements were fast enough, but unfortunately they still couldn't catch up.

She held the flower in her hand and played with it, and her smile disappeared suddenly.

"Who? Is it related to this case?" Song Zhiyuan was still confused.

Wei Qingsong frowned slightly and found Ao Zi'an's photo on the Internet: "What about him, do you have an impression of him?"

"Look, these are the flowers your family just sent today. Do you like them?"

"Sorry." Wei Qingsong apologized, but his eyes kept looking towards the elevator.

The ward is spacious and bright, with all facilities, and even an aromatherapy for calming the mind and sleep aiding, which looks even more luxurious and comfortable than Hua Wanjun's single ward.

The woman in front of the door was not wearing a hospital gown, but wearing a cotton white dress that was long enough to her feet and a garland on her head.

The young nurse looked at it carefully for a moment and shook her head: "No impression."

"Yes, I finally grasped the weakness of the Hua family's father and son, and see how long they can be stubborn."

Previously, Wei Qingsong had never linked these two people together.

"Isn't this Dr. Ao?" the young nurse recognized it immediately. "He is our favorite student of Dean Xue, and often comes to visit the dean in his spare time."

Song Zhiyuan was probably scared, and he let out a slight tone and pressed the closing button crazily.

The nurse brought 0813 back to the room.

The nurse is not surprised. This noble patient is always treacherous.

She pulled the curtains up and carefully held 0813 to sit down by the bed: "It's time to take medicine, be obedient, have sugar to eat."

Wei Qingsong in the square seemed to have some sense, and looked back.

Only the gently shaking curtains were seen.
Chapter completed!