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Jiang Luo was shocked to see that the man's arm was covered with needle holes on his blood vessels. The needle holes were stacked on top of each other, and the original skin could no longer be seen.

At this time, another person was pushed in. Jiang Luo and Yuan Haokun immediately changed their appearances. Yuan Haokun pulled the iron cage and started shaking it, while Lin Shishuang was grinning foolishly. Jiang Luo was even more outrageous. He shouted, "Mine! This throne is mine! Come out! Let me sit on it!"

The woman who was pushed in had pale skin and was pushed into an iron cage by two men in white coats.

The woman fell onto the bed with a thud, seemingly without the strength to move.

Jiang Luo tilted his head to look at the woman, and immediately changed his attitude. He pointed at the woman with a look of surprise and said, "Queen! Hey, my queen is back! You bold servants! How did you treat my queen like this? The people below really don't know how to do things. How can you serve me?"

The two doctors were amused by what they heard. They raised their chins and said, "This little lunatic has a nice idea."

Another doctor said, "Who cares? We have accomplished our mission. Let's go, let's go have a drink!"

After saying that, they locked the iron cage, ignored Jiang Luo and the others, turned around and left the ward full of iron cages.

After they left, Jiang Luo pushed the woman with some concern and said, "Ma'am, are you okay? Are you okay?"

The man next to him snorted and said, "It's okay, he won't die. He'll recover in a while because he's been bleeding too much. They know their limits and won't kill him."

Jiang Luo asked: "Why do they want to draw your blood? Is there any special substance in your blood?"

At this time, the woman turned over and seemed to be better.

Jiang Luo quickly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, peeled it and handed it to the woman.

The woman took the chocolate and ate it in a few bites. After a while, the shaking of her body was no longer so severe.

She said in a hoarse voice: "These people should go to hell..."

Yuan Haokun heard it and said in surprise: "Oh, are you the one who kept shouting for those people to go to the Blue Prison? We heard it on the second-floor balcony of the next building."

The man next to her sighed and said, "Girl, what's the point of you shouting? We are locked up here and there is no way we can escape."

Jiang Luo asked: "Is there no chance of escape?"

The man shook his head. "Look, this cage is locked so tightly, and there are surveillance cameras in this room. How can we escape? As soon as we get close to the window, those people will rush in and catch us back. Besides, these windows are welded shut. There is no way we can escape."

Jiang Luo turned around and saw the surveillance camera, but these early surveillance cameras did not have a radio function, so he could only see one picture.

But since there were surveillance cameras, Jiang Luo and the others had to put on a show. While jumping around like crazy, he asked the man with a serious face, "When will their blood withdrawal be the most relaxed? Since we are here today, we will not go back empty-handed. We must rescue you."

After hearing Jiang Luo's words, the woman's eyes lit up and she lowered her voice and asked, "Can you find a way to rescue us?"

Jiang Luo looked around and replied, "It should be no problem. Since we can get in, we should be able to get you out."

The two people who were eavesdropping nearby also sat up. They all looked at Jiang Luo and asked in unison: "Kindhearted people, can you really rescue us? Please rescue us! We...can't hold on any longer!"

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, and before entering, someone was heard coughing: "What's going on? Why is the door not locked?"

Jiang Luo and the other three immediately started playing dumb, jumping around and performing some magic dance.

Those people reacted quickly, especially the man at the beginning, who pointed at Jiang Luo and cursed: "Fuck, you psychopaths, can you please stop running around? Don't come up to us and disgust us, okay?"

The woman lay back, turned her face toward the wall, and quietly wiped the chocolate off the corner of her lips.

The other two also grabbed the iron cage and shouted at Jiang Luo: "Go back to your cell! We are going to sleep. Don't you keep yelling every day? It's annoying!"

At this time, three doctors came in. Jiang Luo deliberately lowered his head. The doctor glanced at the three of them and cursed: "What are you doing wandering around? Go back quickly! Which ward is this patient from? I told them not to admit him anymore. Damn it, none of you can understand what I'm saying!"

Jiang Luo could tell that they themselves didn't know how many mentally ill people there were in this mental hospital.

So Jiang Luo calmed down, walked happily in front of the man, circled around him twice and said: "Hey, general? My general! Are you back from the battle?"

Yuan Haokun: …

Lin Shishuang: ...

Okay, boss, you are quick to react!

Just as Jiang Luo was about to raise his hand to grab the man's hat, the man took two steps back and said with disgust: "Where did he get all this shit? Get him out of here!"

Jiang Luo was throwing a tantrum, shouting, "No! This is my court! Those are my subjects! I won't leave! I will never leave even if I die!"

The doctor behind him advised, "Don't worry about him. The psychiatric department will come to work tomorrow to deal with it. We have our own things to do."

The doctor just glanced at Jiang Luo and ignored him. He turned to the people behind him and said, "Bring the person in!"

As they were talking, two people came in, escorting a man in uniform. The man must be drunk, with his head hung, unconscious.

The two people behind pushed the man into another empty iron cage. After the man was pushed in, Jiang Luo was finally able to see his face clearly.

Yuan Haokun, who was standing next to him, held Jiang Luo's arm tightly. He was about to call out "Old Wu", but he swallowed it back.

Lin Shishuang also recognized this man. He almost couldn't hold back, thinking, isn't Old Wu drinking? Why did he come here?

Old Wu looks to be in his forties. He is a person who likes to take advantage of others and has no ambition. As a security guard, he just does his job day by day and will be lazy whenever he can.

And based on Yuan Haokun's understanding of Old Wu after a day of work, Old Wu should have come to S City alone, because he mentioned it unintentionally today. He is a professional night shift worker because he has no worries.

Jiang Luo continued to perform as he pleased in this room full of iron cages, and even called Old Wu "Xiao Chunzi", asking him to serve the Queen well.

The two doctors were speechless, but they also despised these mental patients, so they could only complain: "How come those people in the psychiatric department are making all kinds of dirty money! They can only make 20,000 yuan a year for one fucking patient, what can they do with these small amounts of money? These lunatics! If I didn't think they were of some other use, I would have cleared them out long ago!"

The female doctor behind him advised, "Don't bother with the lunatics. Their existence is to deceive us. If you clear them out, what else will this mental hospital have to fool the inspectors? Besides, these iron cages are prepared for severe schizophrenia patients. This excuse is indeed useful. And they squeak every day, which saves us from playing those audios every day."

The leading doctor didn't say anything else, only said: "Tomorrow, ask the psychiatric department to put a better door on their side, and don't let them run around everywhere! If these blood slaves make trouble again, we will be in trouble!"

The female doctor said, "Don't worry! These lunatics were professionally examined when they came in, and they are all serious lunatics. Let the psychiatric department manage them in a planned manner tomorrow. It is not a good idea to let them run around everywhere. But don't forget that lunatics have families. Their families will occasionally come to see them. If their families know that we are locking them up again, I am afraid they will start to make trouble again. You also know that if those families make trouble, it will definitely attract certain regulatory departments. We got away with it last time, but what about next time? We have already lost several branches, and this cannot happen again."

The leading doctor pondered for a moment and cursed, "What a fucking trouble! Those idiots don't know how to do things! Now all the pressure is on me! I only have blood slaves here! If a few more lives are taken, I will be in big trouble!"