The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 325 White Firefly

The sky is bright and it is another refreshing morning. Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the new semester of Senlan Girls' School.

Today is the last carnival day for the Senlan female students, so the campus quickly became lively.

Early in the morning, Qin Yao sneaked out of school. Today she was going to the suburbs, so she rented a car.

After getting in the car, the female driver chatted with her enthusiastically, but Qin Yao stopped her with a few words, and the female driver was also very upset, so she could only drive in a muffled voice.

Qin Yao touched her wallet and couldn't help but grieve her teeth. Grandpa still hasn't recovered her credit card. It's all because of Li Changan.

Fortunately, she has been working part-time in Yang Yan's cafe during the summer vacation, and she has earned a lot of tips.

After driving for more than two hours, we arrived at Xuhui Village in Jiangning, where we could see the island across the sea, Chongming Island, known as the gateway to the Yangtze River.

Qin Yao paid the fee, then waited for a shuttle bus to Chongming Island, endured the bus full of people and the noisy voices, and barely survived the distance of the high-speed bridge.

At the intersection of Chenjia Town on Chongming Island, she found a car again and drove towards the east of the island with bumps.

After so much tossing, it was already noon, and finally found the legendary "sanatorium".

Standing on the east side of the National Wetland Park, the surrounding scenery is indeed very good, but it is too desolate, and there is not even a large supermarket nearby.

Hungry, Qin Yao came to this nursing home that didn't even have a sign.

The dilapidated metal door creaked, and the old-fashioned courtyard wall was covered with moss. When Qin Yao walked in, she felt that the silence here was terrifying.

The nursing home is not big, but no one can be seen outside, not even the gate, but Qin Yao saw that there are surveillance cameras everywhere, almost every few steps.And the yard is very clean, and the small white western-style building is also chic.

Not many people know about this sanatorium, and it took a lot of effort for Qin Yao to find it.

She didn't go in first, but took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

After a while, it was finally connected, and she said slowly: "Uncle Liang, have you finished the task I entrusted to you?"

A respectful voice came from the opposite side: "Miss, I've done everything, you can go directly to the nursing home to take him away, no problem."

Qin Yao hummed: "Then Uncle Liang, did you handle it cleanly?"

The person on the opposite side immediately said: "That sanatorium is a private mental hospital. I have found their legal persons, and the acquisition went smoothly. Now the sanatorium is under my name. I have already acquired three famous psychiatrists and The psychiatrist's report is completely legal and reasonable, so you can rest assured."

"I've brought the report, as long as you're sure you're okay." Qin Yao hung up the phone and walked into the largest building.

Entered inside, still did not see anyone, a gloomy feeling.

At this time, Qiong Yao thought of all the legends about the girl Bai Ying, and couldn't help tightening her clothes, feeling chilly.

She looked at the sign hanging in the hall and ran straight to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is the patient area, and once you walk in, it really becomes popular.

A dozen young women in patient uniforms were sitting in the entertainment hall on the fourth floor, watching movies with laughter, and standing behind these patients were two nurses, four nurses, and a gray-haired woman wearing a Woman in glasses.

Judging by the woman's appearance, she should be the director of the nursing home.

Qin Yao coughed, walked up to the dean, explained the purpose of coming to the dean, and handed the relevant documents to the dean.

The dean looks to be in her 60s, an old woman, but she has a pair of smart eyes that don't match her age at all.

She looked at the documents, then nodded with a smile, and led Qin Yao into the office.

The dean enthusiastically made a cup of tea, put it on the table in front of Qin Yao, turned around and looked at the documents seriously.

Qin Yao pushed away the teacup, but couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, where is Baiying locked up?"

The dean raised his head and smiled, and the smile looked innocent: "The honey tea is brewed by us. You seem to have traveled a long way. Drink some, it will quench your thirst."

Qin Yao reluctantly picked up the teacup and took a sip, but felt bitter, not knowing what honey it was.

At this time, the dean was half lying on the chair, with his feet exaggeratedly placed on the table, while turning the pen in his hand, he asked with a smile: "Where are you going to take Baiying? There is no Received the notice of transfer."

Qin Yao snorted: "You don't need to worry about this, I..."

When she said this, she suddenly felt dizzy, and her whole body seemed to have lost all strength. Looking at the dean opposite, she smiled even more happily.

"You...you drugged me..." The strength in Qin Yao's body could still support her, but her cultivation level was not enough, and she drank tea with extra ingredients, and it was already too late to regret it.

The dean smiled and stood up, took off his wig, revealing his long golden hair, then threw down his glasses, rubbed his face, took off the mask-like thing, and stretched his waist while laughing. : "Didn't you come to find me?"

Qin Yao was shocked to see this guy who took off his disguise and transformed from a 60-year-old woman into a 16-year-old girl.

"You, you are Baiying..." Qin Yao's eyelids began to fight, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I, I'm here to save you... The Queen will need you, Senlan School..."

She plopped down on the table. There was an excessive amount of sedative in the tea. It was not easy for her to hold on till now.

At this moment, Bai Ying tilted her head to look at her, then looked down at the document, a smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Interesting, it's really interesting."

A head of blond hair fluttered, making her amber eyes look so charming. Bai Ying hummed a ditty and opened the filing cabinet in the office. Suddenly, a 60-year-old female dean rolled out of the filing cabinet.

Bai Ying dragged the headmistress to the chair, then skillfully found a shelf, and hung an IV set for the unconscious headmistress.

Finally, she reached out and patted the female dean's face: "Dean Jiang, I will return the site of the nursing home to you. Thank you for your 'care' over the past two years."

Baiying continued humming the ditty, picked up the phone, and said something softly.

Not long after, two "nurses" came in, lifted the unconscious Qin Yao, and followed Bai Ying out of the office.

Four "care workers" also appeared in the hall at this time. Bai Ying led them to a secret room, then took out the key and opened the door, and easily opened a safe, revealing bundles of cash and files inside.

Baiying took out six files and handed them to two "nurses" and four "nurses" one by one: "Here are your medical records, take the money and go home, those nurses and nurses have abused you But for more than a year, they have also been punished, and I think your illness is almost cured, so go home."

Among the seven patients in the nursing home, except for Bai Ying, these are the six people.

They all looked at Baiying anxiously, as if they couldn't live without her.

The nurses in the nursing home who were watching a movie in the hall, who were taking tranquilizers every day and who were already more like patients than patients, also showed dementia-like expressions.

"That's right!" Bai Ying snapped her fingers, "Don't forget to call the police, or these guys will starve to death."

She hummed a ditty again, took off her white coat, and revealed a black dress, her skin was as white as snow, lining her beautiful blond hair, her amber eyes, and her innocent smile.

This is the white firefly, the white firefly in the dark night, but brighter than any star.

(End of this chapter)