Chapter 1215 Mu Wanrou Is Crazy (1)

The black Bentley drove slowly into Mu's Private Hospital.

The dean has already led a row of people waiting at the door.

The car door opened, Mu Yazhe stepped out of the car, and the dean immediately led the crowd to greet him enthusiastically. In this scene, they flocked forward like stars holding the moon.

"Mr. Mu! We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The dean smiled obsequiously.

After more than an hour, Min Yu called. At that time, the dean didn't know which gentle town he was sinking in! As soon as he heard that there was a big person coming from the Mu family, he was looking forward to it, so he decorated it very quickly and rushed to the scene.

In the fertile industry of medical care, most of the domestic medical centers and private hospitals are controlled by Mu's!

And Mingde Hospital is the most prestigious private hospital in Beijing!

Dean Li Changde, the reason why he was able to sit in this position was promoted by the Mu family, so for the members of the Mu family, he is serving them like an emperor!

Mu Yazhe glanced at him lightly, and asked lightly, "Where is he?"

He didn't exchange many pleasantries, and asked straight to the point.

The dean reacted for a few seconds, and his face froze for a moment: "People? I don't know who Mr. Mu is referring to?"

"Li Changde, I heard that a few days ago, my fourth uncle arranged for a woman to be admitted to the hospital. I'll come and see her!"

The dean was stunned for a while, he was not in the hospital for the past few days, so naturally he didn't understand the situation.

The department director behind him immediately stepped forward, whispered a few words in his ear, and briefly mentioned to him what had happened in the hospital in the past few days!

The dean immediately added: "Mr. Mu, you are talking about the patient that Fourth Master arranged for in the hospital a few days ago?"

"En." Mu Yazhe obviously lost his patience, his voice was deep and deep.

The dean's heart skipped a beat, and he said tremblingly: "People, people... people have been controlled! Mr. Mu, I'll send someone to take you there right away!"

Let's talk, everyone followed Mu Yazhe like stars and the moon, and walked towards the inpatient building.

Psychiatric Inpatient Building.

On the third floor, Mu Yazhe walked along the long corridor, and then everyone stopped at the door of No. 5 ward.

"Open the door."

Because the psychiatric ward is different from other wards, there is a wooden door outside, and when the door is opened, an iron gate appears.

Mu Yazhe stood at the door, through the closed iron gate and the staggered iron bars, he could clearly see the scene in the ward.

The layout of the ward is quite simple, with whitewashed walls, a window tightly sealed by an iron grille, and the window and door are closed tightly, leaving only one ventilation hole.

In the empty ward, apart from a single bed, there was nothing else.

Beside the hospital bed, Mu Wanrou leaned against the bed with disheveled hair, a pair of wide and empty eyes looking out of the window absently, her beautiful hair, at this moment, was like a bunch of withered grass, unbelievably messy.

I don't know what kind of stains are stuck on the hair, it looks very dirty.

She just nestled in the corner formed by the bed and the wall, her whole body was sickly, her gray and colorless face was lifeless, her eyes were empty, she was leaning against the side of the bed, her hands were constantly entwined, scattered and dirty. While she couldn't stop chanting, she couldn't make out what she was chanting in a spirited way, as if her soul had already been sucked out by a mysterious force, leaving only this emptiness A pair of shells.