Chapter 317： I won't let you take him away (recommended ticket is over 8,000 plus)

"We are the staff of the Yongan Psychiatric Hospital." One of the older men took the first two steps.

He pointed to the man behind Song Wuxi and said: "The person on duty was run out of him with a little carelessness. Let's catch him back."

Xu Jing heard that the man was running out of a psychiatric hospital. She looked worried and worried about Song.

This mentally ill man will beat the lady?

"Don't go back, I won't go back!" The man suddenly screamed out of his head and shouted at them: "Someone wants to kill me, go back and someone wants to kill me..."

Song Wuyi turned his head and looked at the man. When he heard the man's words, her heart screamed.

For the time being, I don’t say that the man’s looks are the same as that of her previous brother.

She knows that people who are mentally ill can't speak with all their heart.

But the man grabbed the arm of her arm and kept shaking.

Even the fingers shook so badly that he felt this trembling, and Song Worry picked up a strange strange.

Just like the calm Hushui, he was suddenly thrown down a small stone and set off a wave of waves.

It seems that what he said is really the same, someone wants to kill him -

Song Wuxi glanced at the men in a cold, then turned around, holding the man in his hands, and the words were soft. "Is there someone really going to kill you?"

When the man raised his eyes and saw Song’s worry-free eyes, his body barely shook.

He kept nodding: "He took the knife and wanted to tie my heart. A lot of blood, a lot of blood..."

"Are you stuck in your heart?"

"No, but there is a lot of blood."

"I didn't get to your heart, where is the blood?"

"arms, shoulders..."

Song had no worries, grabbed the man’s arm and saw it.

Above the elbow, there was really a long, deep, and failed to dispose of the wound that was thick and bleeding.

She pulled the man's neckline down again, under the shoulders, and there was a wound as deep as the arm.

If Song has no worries, this wound is cut from the back with a knife, and the wound with the arm is caused by the same knife.

According to her speculation, the two wounds were caused within the last four days.

Seeing the man's wounds, Song Wushou is like seeing his brother hurt, and his heart hurts.

Suddenly an angry anger hit her heart. She turned around and held the man behind her. She shouted a few men and said: "His wound is so serious, why not help him?"

The older men who come up should be the head of them.

The man said helplessly: "The things that fight in the yard often happen, and it has become a common practice. The wounds are handled well and a new wound will be produced."

"Is it so irresponsible for you?" Song Wu is very angry.

Next to Xu Jing, some of the two monks couldn’t figure it out, and looked at Song Wuyou inexplicably.

How did the lady get angry with someone who came out of the psychiatric hospital?

"Miss, this is our hospital. I am the dean. I know how to do it," said the dean.

Song’s worries are indifferent and his eyes are determined. “I won’t let you take him away.”

The mental hospital dean listened and looked at Song Wuwei with surprise: "Do you know him?"

Xu Jing and Liu Zhiming also looked at Song Wuwei strangely.

What does she leave for a mentally ill?

"You don't have to worry about this, let's go."

"How is this going? He is a mentally ill person and will beat people casually," the dean said.