??Chapter 364: 363. North Road No. 900_1
Chapter 364: 363. North Road No. 900_1
Although Feng Yu made suggestions that could soothe Lu Ban’s mind and body, Lu Ban still refused.
The woman who secretly used his shampoo, unforgivable!
He sent Feng Yu away and returned ho where only his friends were present.
Lu Ban felt he needed to rest for a bit.
He thought for a mont, then he dialed Dr. Hao’s number.
The one from the Jiangcheng City ntal Hospital.
When the call connected, there was silence at first.
“Dr. Hao, it’s , Lu Ban.”
Lu Ban was the first to break the silence.
“…What’s the matter this late?”
On the other end of the call, Dr. Hao sounded sowhat anxious.
It was almost midnight, and a call from a severe ntal patient could be quite frightening!
“It’s like this, I was wondering if there were any beds available at the hospital?”
Lu Ban asked.
“???”
Dr. Hao was stunned, unsure of how to respond for a mont.
“There are…available…”
“That’s great, I want to go there to rest for a few days, take a little vacation.”
Lu Ban said.
“Ah?”
Dr. Hao felt surreal.
Lu Ban’s ntal illness wasn’t the common type.
Common ntal illness, usually those with mild symptoms experience intermittent episodes and realize they are ill.
Those with severe symptoms often have frequent episodes and feel that they are not sick when they do occur.
However, Lu Ban never had a mont when he wasn’t in an episode, yet still believed he was perfectly normal.
What was even more abnormal to Dr. Hao was that a film by such a ntal patient was loved and pursued by people all over the world, a box office hit with endless praise.
Is there sothing wrong with the world?
Of course, Dr. Hao himself had also contributed three movie tickets with his family.
It really was quite good.
Now, Lu Ban was actively requesting a bed, and not under the pretense of material gathering, which made Dr. Hao feel there must be an issue.
It could be a case of feigning weakness.
This sort of plot is common in cri novels and films where after committing a cri, a criminal not only fails to hide but may also show up at the cri scene ostentatiously, or deliberately intensify their own suspicion to make others believe they are innocent.
Lu Ban might be doing the sa.
According to Dr. Hao’s many years of dical experience, when soone suddenly declares they have a ntal illness, they are most likely not ill.
And when a ntal patient who has always claid to be healthy says they need to be hospitalized, it ans their condition has beco even more severe.
But, Dr. Hao had no way to refuse Lu Ban.
After all, Lu Ban was indeed a ntal patient, with a doctor’s certification to prove it, and damn it, it was issued by himself.
And he had given far too much.
The next day, Lu Ban packed his stuff and hailed a taxi to go to the Jiangcheng City ntal Hospital.
For safety, he wore a mask.
“Yo, North Road No. 900, going to visit family?”
The ride-share driver seed to be a cheerful and talkative person, and perhaps because Lu Ban was a male passenger, he spontaneously chatted as soon as he got on.
Jiangcheng City ntal Hospital is located at North Road No. 900. In the complex roads of Jiangcheng, if you ntion a specific place na, many veteran drivers might not be sure, but if you say North Road No. 900, they all know it’s the ntal hospital.
“No, I’m going for a stay.”
Lu Ban answered frankly.
“?”
The driver suddenly fell silent, looking at Lu Ban through the rearview mirror with a bit of apprehension.
“You’re not joking?”
The driver asked.
“No, I’m quite familiar with Dr. Hao of the hospital; this ti he helped
arrange a bed with a nice view.”
Lu Ban replied.
“Is, is that so…”
The driver responded with a murmur.
At the sa ti, he discreetly activated the car’s recording function and the ability to make an ergency call at any mont.
After driving for a while and nearing a crossroad, while waiting for the traffic light during a jam, Lu Ban suddenly spoke up.
“Master, you didn’t really need to do that.”
“!!”
The driver felt a chill run down his spine.
He imdiately straightened up, not daring to look back, and only observed Lu Ban’s expression through the rearview mirror inside the car.
Had he been discovered?
Was he about to make a move?
Did he have so kind of knife in his backpack?
Lu Ban pointed to one side.
“Taking the right turn this way to the hospital is closer, I’ve been there several tis and know the way, you don’t need to take the overpass.”
“…Oh.”
The driver responded, turning the steering wheel to change lanes.
anwhile, on another mobile phone, the driver stealthily typed a few words into a WeChat group.
[Damn, I’ve picked up a psycho, what should I do?]
This WeChat group was set up by the drivers to occasionally share traffic conditions, exchange industry information, and more often than not, to arrange team matches for online gas.
[Really? Just because you say he is a psycho, he is one? Then I guess I’ve carried a movie star – the one from that really hot recent film.]
[What’s the big deal about a psycho? Last ti, what’s-his-na, was driving peacefully when a passenger in the front seat suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed him several tis. Nowadays, so drivers go to work wearing chainmail under their clothes!]
[Don’t panic if you et a psycho. As long as you don’t provoke him, he generally won’t act out. Oh, and if you see a toy bear walking on the road, rember to give a shout.]
[Go on and brag. I think if you really encountered a psycho, wouldn’t you hurry up and call the police instead of chatting here?]
The drivers expressed their skepticism.
This driver was also a bit late to realize.
He should indeed call the police.
But wait a minute.
If the guy hadn’t committed a cri or hard him and was sitting here obediently, why call the police?
It’s not like they could arrest soone just for being ntally ill.
If that were the case, there would be a lot more people needing to be arrested in this world.
He continued driving, chatting intermittently with Lu Ban.
“Here we are; please take your belongings and exit through the right-side door.”
Upon reaching the entrance of Jiangcheng City ntal Hospital, the driver announced.
“Thank you.”
Lu Ban picked up his backpack.
“You drove very well, I hope to ride in your car again.”
“That’s…unlikely…”
The driver forced a smile.
He stepped out of the car, and just as he was about to close the door, he called out to the inside of the car.
“Amber, we’re here, we can get out now.”
“…”
The driver stared blankly as Lu Ban spoke to the empty air in the backseat.
After Lu Ban closed the car door, the driver took a serious look at his backseat, eyed the empty seat, and felt a chill run down his spine again.
The driver didn’t rush off. Instead, he watched Lu Ban closely until he saw him indeed enter the ntal hospital and disappear from view, laughing and chatting with soone who looked like a doctor, before turning his head back.
“It must be a trick…”
The driver muttered to himself while starting to search for the contact information of the nearest feng shui master on WeChat.
Inside Jiangcheng City ntal Hospital, in a consultation room, Lu Ban was sitting opposite Dr. Hao.
“Director Lu, we’ve arranged a quiet ward for you where you won’t be disturbed by other patients.”
Dr. Hao said with a gentle smile.
“That won’t be necessary, Dr. Hao. What I ant by rest was mainly to chat with the patients, have heart-to-hearts with them, and gather so material. Maybe I could even help you cure a few people.”
Lu Ban waved his hand.
“Ah, that…”
Dr. Hao looked uneasy.
Lu Ban wouldn’t end up coaxing all his patients and then lead them all over the walls of the ntal asylum, would he?
“No worries, I’m quite confident in my physical strength. They probably won’t be able to beat .”
Lu Ban lifted a hand to show off his muscles.
“Well… okay then.”
Dr. Hao, feeling helpless, reassigned Lu Ban’s room to the intensive care area.
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