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Chapter 183 Meeting an acquaintance in the mental hospital

No. No?

Did I hear it wrong, or did she say it wrong?

Gentle? Live nearby? Did you come to pay homage to your husband a few days ago?

If it was half an hour ago, Jiang Zheng would have been very excited when he heard this.

But now after hearing this, he felt his whole body was stunned.

What are you doing? Isn’t Wen Ya dead long ago? That's why Mi'er has hallucinations.

The previous speculations made by Jiang Zheng and Xia Linlin were basically perfect and very consistent with the current situation.

But a puzzling piece of information suddenly came from Shen Yunyi's side, saying that Wen Ya was still alive?

Many of Jiang Zheng's previous speculations with Xia Linlin were based on the situation that "Wen Ya is dead".

If Wen Ya is really still alive, then what they talked about for a long time was basically based on their whims.

But it’s impossible, it’s impossible, it doesn’t make sense? How could Wen Ya still be alive?

If Wen Ya was still alive, how could Mi'er become like this?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zheng quickly asked Miss Shen on the other end of the phone:

"Are you sure? The woman you found is really Wen Ya?"

"That should be the case. When she came to pay homage to Liu Songwen before, she came as his wife."

"Well, which mental hospital are you in? I'll be there right away."

Although in modern society, it is not completely impossible for a man to have several wives.

But in Liu Songwen's case, it is obviously unlikely that he has two wives, so it is really possible that it is Wen Ya.

When Shen Yunyi reported the address to Jiang Zheng, he quickly started his motorcycle and sped away quickly.

Along the way, Jiang Zheng's heart was pounding as he watched the familiar street scenes recede.

Wen Ya, Wen Ya, are you dead or not? If you are dead, please give me a sure letter. If you are not dead, please give me a sure letter. Really.

If I had to use one word to describe the gentle state, it would be "Schrödinger's warmth."

She is now like a cat that was put in a box, and was in Schrödinger's state before opening the box.

It seems reasonable to say that she is dead.

Say she is not dead, there is actually evidence.

So is Wen Ya dead? It can only be said that it is like death.

If it's dead, it's dead. If it's not dead, it's not dead.

With this ridiculous thought, Jiang Zheng rushed to the "Deyun Psychological Rehabilitation Center".

Generally speaking, places like "mental hospitals" always give people a very weird feeling.

The sun shines through the hospital glass windows onto the white hospital bed, and there is a warm bouquet of flowers on the bedside table.

Patients dressed in white walked around casually like children, with numb expressions or unnatural smiles on their faces.

If someone entered a place like this at night, they would definitely be shocked. That's how it should be.

However, this "Deyun Psychological Recuperation Center" is not the place Jiang Zheng imagined. Instead, it is a humorous place.

When you walk into the spacious and bright door of the hospital, you can see a large banner hanging on the door.

"Deyun Psychological Recuperation Center gives you a five-star home"

In addition, a cross talk was playing on the TV hanging on the wall.

The fat little black guy and the old man with a perm on the stage were joking and hurting each other, creating a happy scene.

After standing at the door and registering with the nurse, Jiang Zheng also walked towards the south courtyard according to the direction given by Shen Yunyi.

Is this a mental hospital? It seems quite normal, no different from other ordinary hospitals.

Just as Jiang was thinking this, with a strange "crash" sound, an old lady driving a wheelchair flew over from the other end of the corridor!

Well, it must be noted that Jiang Zheng is not mentally ill, so he will naturally not have any hallucinations.

So that old lady in her electric wheelchair racing down the hallway at full throttle is a real creature.

The reason why Jiang Zheng used the description "flying over" was mainly because the wheelchair was simply flying.

The white-haired old lady driving the electric wheelchair was like a professional racing driver. She accelerated the obviously modified wheelchair to the ultimate speed with one hand of the accelerator.

coming! coming! coming! There is a curve ahead! But the forward speed of the wheelchair has not slowed down! Instead, he rushed straight over!

Just as he was about to hit the corner of the corridor wall, the shiny wheelchair tires quickly turned left, drawing a perfect arc and getting stuck in the curve!

pass! She passed! Beautiful and elegant cornering! It got stuck on the edge of the wall at an almost extreme speed and angle and went around it!

This delicate and wild running method is matched with the heavy wheelchair to speed through the corridors of the mental hospital.

Especially when the old lady drove the car and drifted, she showed a domineering momentum like an emperor.

The car travels thousands of miles, and the person and the car become one. This is the art of controlling the iron. At that moment, she is the king in the corridor.

His grandma’s, what am I thinking? It's okay to have a narration for this old lady racing.

Just as Jiang was composing the commentary in his mind for this bizarre "old lady racing scene".

From the other end of the corridor, a beautiful figure ran out, shouting as she ran:

"Grandma Yuan Yuan! Brake! Brake quickly!"

The old lady controlled the wheelchair and shouted:

"I want to brake too! His grandma's brake button is broken! It can't brake!"

Grass.

After hearing this strange conversation, Jiang Zheng, who was standing in front of the wheelchair, couldn't help but think of a plant.

Just as the old lady and the wheelchair that couldn't stop the car hit this side, Jiang Zheng had no choice but to sigh.

His body flashed and he quickly avoided the direct impact of the wheelchair. He then grabbed both sides of the wheelchair with both hands and pulled the wheelchair to a stop very easily.

Although the rampaging wheelchair is not as good as a car, it still weighs hundreds of kilograms with the person and the chair.

If you pull it off, let alone an ordinary person, your hand might be broken off. Fortunately, Jiang Zheng is obviously not an ordinary person.

When seeing the young man pull the wheelchair to a stop, a young female caregiver who ran over also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Jiang Zheng:

"Thank you, handsome boy, if it weren't for you."

The female nurse was ready to express her gratitude to Jiang Zheng at first, but unexpectedly she stopped mid-sentence, opened her eyes wide and asked:

"Oh, isn't this little brother Jiang Zheng? Long time no see!"

When the female nurse called out Jiang Zheng's name, Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked her up and down carefully.

The nurse had an innocent baby face, which made it difficult to tell her age. Her facial features were both regular and beautiful, but she looked a little familiar.

etc? nursing home? Care workers? And this familiar face and the title of "little handsome guy"? Could it be that?

Jiang Zheng was stunned for a while, and then called out the elder's name.

"Aunt Du Duyan? Do you work here?"

Yes, Du Yan is Du Shiyue's crooked mother who once had a relationship with Jiang Zheng, and the two of them even added each other on WeChat.

Jiang Zheng had heard Du Shiyue say before that her mother worked as a nurse in a nursing home.

Originally Jiang Zheng thought it was some kind of nursing home for the elderly, but it turned out to be the "Deyun Psychological Recuperation Center".

I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, and it was just a coincidence.

Just after Jiang Zheng called out her name, a smile appeared on Du Yan's face, but she shook her head and said with a smile:

"No, I told you when we last met. If you want to call me 'sister', you always call me auntie. It's too old to be called old."

"Uh, okay, sister Du Yan."

Frankly speaking, it's quite strange to have to worry about a female classmate's mother calling her sister.

But fortunately, Du Yan looks very young. Standing next to Du Shiyue, she does look like a sister, so just call her that.

After hearing Jiang Zheng call her sister, Du Yan narrowed her eyes happily, looked at him up and down, and said with a smile:

"Before, my sister felt that you had a good foundation and you would definitely look handsome if you tidied it up. Now it seems that is indeed the case, hehe."

The last time Jiang Zheng went to her house, he was still dressed as a student and his hair was messy. Almost no one would call him handsome.

Now she puts on the clothes provided by Xia Hua, and Granny Ye helps her style her hair, which perfectly brings out all the hidden beauty.

"Yes, yes." At this time, the original mother-in-law who finally stopped her wheelchair next to her also smiled and said: "He is indeed a very handsome young man, as good as that damn old man like me when he was young."

"You still have the nerve to say, original mother-in-law, you secretly modified the electric wheelchair again, right? It almost caused an accident again, it's true."

"There is no way. Without modification, the speed of this thing is too slow. It must be at least 60 kilometers per hour. Otherwise, how can it drift?"

I heard this 80-year-old woman grandly requesting that her wheelchair should be able to drive 60 kilometers per hour.

Jiang Zheng finally felt like he was in a mental hospital. After all, the patients here were indeed very energetic.

Du Yan sighed, pushed the original mother-in-law back to the ward not far away in a wheelchair, and then walked out and asked Jiang Zheng:

"Okay, little brother Jiang Zheng, you're not here specifically to see your sister, are you? Are you here for something else?"

"Well, my friends came here not long ago to do research. I'll join them here."

"Research and investigation? Oh, are they the two little girls who were approved by the dean to collect information in the reference room? I know where they are, I will take you there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Yan naturally reached out to hold Jiang Zheng's arm and led him towards the south courtyard.

As the two of them walked, Du Yan asked jokingly:

"By the way, those two little girls are quite beautiful, not inferior to my little Shiyue, right?"

"Well, those two are actually Shiyue's good friends. Auntie, you should have heard their names. One is Shen Yunyi and the other is Su Mei."

When she heard these two familiar names, Du Yan opened her eyes slightly and nodded:

"I have indeed heard that Xiao Shiyue said that he is her best friend in school. I see. What a coincidence that we met here."

While chatting with Jiang Zheng, Du Yan quickly led him to the south side of the hospital and took a detour through a path.

Seeing the surrounding area gradually turning into green water and green mountains, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but asked in confusion:

"Sister Du Yana, where are we going?"

"Go to the cemetery. Your two friends said they wanted to take notes there."

"It's really rare that there is a cemetery inside a mental hospital."

"It's not exactly in a mental hospital. Originally, there was a cemetery next door, but later the boss built the mental hospital next to it. Over time, the two sides became connected."

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng would have really wanted to applaud the owner of the mental hospital, if one of his arms hadn't been held by Du Yan and couldn't move.

Good guy, he's so good at playing. There's a mental hospital built next to the cemetery. I don't know if it's people who scare ghosts or ghosts who scare people. In short, he knows how to play.

After walking for a while, Du Yan took Jiang Zheng to a cold cemetery area, and saw the two familiar figures here.

"Ah, here it comes, Jiang Zheng, this way, this way."

Originally, when she saw Jiang Zheng, Su Mei over there was waving to him happily.

Unexpectedly, the hand suddenly froze in the air midway through the wave, apparently because he saw Du Yan walking over with his arm in his arms.

This. This? Isn't this the beautiful nurse we saw before? What the hell? Isn't Jiang Zheng too fast?

Su Mei and Shen Yunyi, who were also stunned, looked at each other and seemed to feel that this was somewhat outrageous.

After all, in their opinion, it was okay that Jiang Zheng had just come to this nursing home for the first time, but he immediately hooked up with his beautiful sister.

When she noticed the dumbfounded expressions of the two people, Du Yan smiled slightly and introduced herself generously:

"Hello, are you sister Yunyi and sister Su Mei? My name is Du Yan. I'm really sorry that my daughter has caused these two so much trouble."

Family. Daughter of the family? She has a daughter? who is it? Has something to do with us?

Looking at that familiar pretty face, Shen Yunyi couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Hello, Ms. Du Yan, who is your daughter?"

"Of course it's Xiao Shiyue, I look a lot like her, right, hehe."

"Ah! That's true!" Su Mei suddenly shouted in surprise:

"When I just saw you, I felt a little familiar. So you are Shiyue's mother?"

Speaking of which, the faces of Du Yan and Du Shiyue are really carved out of the same mold. There is almost no difference except that they are more innocent and cuter.

As for the body shape, there is a big difference, especially... well, in the "baby canteen" aspect.

Du Shiyue is good at everything, but the baby canteen is built with a bit of jerry-rigged materials, and she is almost the smallest among the four.

Yes, Du Shiyue is the youngest, even younger than Bai Xiaoli.

In other words, Bai Xiaoli is just short, so he looks good even if he takes it off.

Although Du Shiyue always pretended not to care.

However, every time she saw Su Mei's spacious and grand kitchen with a bright stove, she couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly.

In this regard, Du Yan, as a mother, is completely different.

Her baby canteen is even grander than Su Mei's, and it is worthy of being the restaurant where Du Shiyue grew up eating.

However, just after introducing herself, Du Yan originally wanted to chat with the two women, but her cell phone rang.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll be right back."

Du Yan sighed after hanging up the phone and said to the three of them:

"I wanted to spend more time with you, but something happened at the nursing home and I had to go back quickly. What a coincidence."

"It's okay, Sister Yan, work is important, you should go back first."

"It's not work, it's just that the head nurse is playing mahjong, and she asked me to go back and play together. I'm leaving now, bye~"

Du Yan waved to the three of them one last time, then quickly left the cemetery area and ran back towards the hospital area.

Looking at Du Yan's leaving figure, Su Mei couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, complaining:

"It's okay if I miss a game of mahjong during working hours. Working here seems pretty easy."

"Yeah, it would be quite relaxing if the patient wasn't drifting down the corridor in a wheelchair."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"Nothing. Let's talk about business. Is this Liu Songwen's cemetery?"

As Jiang Zheng spoke, he looked at the small tombstone next to him.

The cemeteries here are very simple, with only a small tombstone and not even a photo on it.

On the tombstone, which was already somewhat blurry, the words "Liu Songwen" could be faintly seen, and there was a withered flower beside it.

Well, Shen Yunyi nodded and said with a smile:

"We were also lucky and found it at the first place we ran to. But the strange thing is that the date of his death was different from expected. I don't know if something went wrong."

According to the previous inferences of several people, Liu Songwen's death date should be three days later.

But the date of death engraved on this tombstone is far off. It is still at least half a year before the next round of memorial ceremonies.

Hearing this, Jiang Zheng sighed, sat next to the tombstone and said to the two of them:

"Sit down and I'll explain to you why the day is wrong."

In this way, Shen Yunyi and Su Mei sat next to Jiang Zheng, listening to him talk about what they had just investigated with Xia Linlin.

After listening, both of them couldn't help but turned pale with shock. Su Mei even asked in an unbelievable tone:

"What? Mi'er...she actually has mental problems? And Wen Ya may have passed away?"

"This is the most likely inference at the moment, but if you said you found clues to Wen Ya, that's different."

Jiang Zheng turned his head and looked at the withered flower, and his words were obviously a little uncertain.

The flowers were left there for only a few days at most, and the dead would naturally not come to present flowers.

So who was the woman who came to visit Liu Songwen as his "wife" and gave him a confession? Is it really Wen Ya?

Regarding this kind of question, you can't think of an answer using your brain.

Therefore, Shen Yunyi said without hesitation:

"I found the woman's address from the hospital. Let's go find her. Whether it's true or not, we can get the final answer after meeting her."

(End of this chapter)