Gossip King - Chapter 642
Chapter 642 What Kind of Treatment Was Electric Shock Therapy
Around the boy who had just entered the door, there were a few people wearing white coats, and behind them were seven or eight people wearing camouflage clothes.
In a camouflage suit, isn’t it a patient?
“It’s a patient.” Gaoleng judged that the seven or eight youths behind the white coat were around seventeen or eighteen years old. They were all shaving their heads. Who was it that wasn’t the patient?
“Let go of me! Let go of me! Let go of me! Get lost! Get lost!” When the tied-up youth saw the white coat, he started to kick and fight crazily. It could be seen that he had entered this kind of institution many times.
“Plug it.” A middle-aged man was wearing a white coat. His hair was slightly white, but his face looked like he was only in his early forties. He wore thick glasses.
“Yes, Professor Zhang.” The white-robed girl standing beside the middle-aged man waved her hand. The seven or eight patients in camouflage clothes rushed forward and cooperated with the relatives who escorted the boy over. She immediately pulled the rope off the boy’s body, took off his coat, and checked inside and outside.
These seven or eight patients were obviously very experienced. The two of them were catching hands and feet. There were also a few who cooperated in an orderly manner.
Professor Zhang, this is the famous professor of Internet addiction, Professor Zhang.
“Let’s go.” As Jian Xiaodan spoke, she strode to the door. This seemingly ordinary iron gate was four meters tall. It was impossible for her to climb out of here. Seeing Xiaodan and the addicted girl enter, a nurse immediately walked over.
“Yun Dan, I’m his brother. Come and take a look.” Said Gaoleng.
“What kind of place is this?” Jian Xiaodan’s legs trembled as she looked at the boy who was being carried inside in horror, “You’re not going to send me here, are you?”
“I told you to take a look. If you don’t like it, we won’t come here. Take a look and see if I can buy you the Macintosh you want.” Gaoleng hurriedly coaxed him and winked at the nurse. The nurse hurriedly answered, “Are you here for a visit? Please.”
Jane Xiaodan and Gaoleng exchanged glances. A patient who had been tricked, a helpless brother, perfect cooperation, perfect acting.
After entering the gate, he entered the courtyard. This was a very ordinary courtyard. It was no different from the courtyard of an ordinary hospital. The difference was that the high walls were erected and a small three-storey building appeared in front of him.
A very, very ordinary three-story building.
“Please change your clothes.” The nurse pointed to a door beside the building. There was already a noise inside. It could be seen that the relative of the youth was changing clothes inside. Just as he was about to enter, he saw a middle-aged man changing clothes, while his other relatives walked out without changing clothes.
“Alright, then let’s go. You’re fine.” They bid farewell.
“Let’s go. Everyone is here. We can’t run anymore. It’s been hard. I’ve been tired by this melon baby all night. It’s been torn apart.” He waved goodbye to the camouflage-clothed man, presumably the young man’s father. He was about fifty years old, but he looked like a sixty-year-old old man with a slight burden on his back. Although he smiled guiltily at his relatives, this smile could not stop the sadness and nervousness in his eyes.
From time to time, he went upstairs.
“Wang Zhi, you are inferior to a beast! Labor is going to kill you!”
“Wang Gou! You deserve to be my fucking father! When the laborers leave, the laborers will be the first to kill you!”
“You are kidnapping! Kidnapping! Coercion! Coercion! Let go of me! Let go of labor!”
Upstairs, there was a heartbreaking protest from his son. Wang Zhi, who his son was talking about, was the desolate-looking father in front of him.
“Mr. Wang, go up. We need to sign some documents.” The nurse seemed to be unaccustomed to this, so she smiled and reminded him. Then she pushed the door open with one hand and said, “Parents, please change your clothes.”
As he spoke, another seven or eight patients wearing camouflage clothes walked over. “Hello, uncle. It’s been hard work, uncle.”
They greeted each other politely, politely and enthusiastically, making Gaoleng feel that something was wrong. Were they patients? I heard that the people who were sent in for treatment were all patients with severe internet addiction. Oh no, patients with severe mental dependence. Why do these people look so obedient?
If it weren’t for their polite faces and vigilant eyes that occasionally swept across Little Jane’s bachelor, Gaoleng would have thought that his judgment was wrong.
They were afraid that Jian Xiaodan would run away.
The nurse led Gaoleng, Old Diao, and Jane Xiaodan upstairs. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the building, they discovered that this seemingly ordinary building was not Jian Dan.
Before they could go upstairs, there was a fingerprint door on the first floor. The nurse pressed her fingerprint and the door opened. There were actually two middle-aged men guarding the door. They were wearing camouflage clothes and nodded at the nurse.
“Newcomers, you can come in.” The nurse said, and the two of them made way.
Walking up the stairs, many family photographs were stuck on the snow-white walls, all of them smiling like flowers. Some parents were standing behind, some children were standing in front, some were only mothers, and the children were hugging their mothers.
If it weren’t for the fact that this was an Internet addiction organization, they would have thought that this was a warm family meeting, as if they were walking into a family with a family photo hanging on the wall. Hundreds of family photos were densely packed and filled with happiness.
“Labor won’t go! Labor won’t go! Let me go! Let me go!” At this moment, the boy’s roar came from upstairs.
“Pay attention to safety! Pay attention to safety!” Professor Zhang’s voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of people struggling and being suppressed.
The nurse turned her head to look at Jane Xiaodan. Xiaodan’s face was filled with terror, and she leaned against Gaoleng’s back with a look of helplessness.
On the second floor, there was another fingerprint door. He opened the fingerprint door. At the door, two parents wearing camouflage uniforms checked again before letting Gaoleng, Old Diao, and Jane Xiaodan in. As soon as he entered, Gaoleng took a quick look at his surroundings.
As we saw in the general hospital, there was a long white corridor, an in-patient registration bar, and a ward, but the ward was arranged in the east, and the door was in the west, so we couldn’t see if there was any other mystery in the ward.
Unlike ordinary hospitals, men and women in the room, old and young, all wore camouflage uniforms. Seeing Gaoleng and the others come in, some politely Xiaoxiao, some very accustomed to walking over, each busy.
At the head of the west, a few people drove the struggling youth to a room.
Gaoleng followed suit.
“Sorry, Uncle, you can’t go there.” Immediately, a few patients in camouflage clothes walked over and blocked Gaoleng’s way. They smiled and said politely.
“Wang! Labor doesn’t recognize you as a father! Labor wants to kill you!” The teenager who was about to kill his father was driven into the room. The door was closed.
Suddenly, Wang Zhi, who had just escorted his son in, covered his face and cried. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, but in reality, he was only forty or fifty years old.
“Uncle Wang, don’t worry. He will be back on track very soon. Short pain is better than long pain.” A nurse walked over and comforted her. She handed over a piece of paper, “Please sign the consent form for the treatment of this electric shock. These are two consents for patients with mental illness, that is, patients who are heavily dependent.”
“Thank you.” Wang Zhi quickly wiped away his tears and said, “I knew that your institution has a high cure rate. I’ll sign it.”
Just as the words were signed, two minutes later, a shrill scream came from inside the room. It was mournful and angry.
After screaming for a few seconds, he sobbed, “I was wrong! I was wrong! No, no, no! I’m being treated, I’m being treated!” The youth’s furious roar disappeared, turning into a cry for mercy.