The asylum is located in the middle of nowhere.
Even the nearest town is nearly 60 kilometers away.
"The property rights of this place belong to private individuals, and the government has no jurisdiction over it. Moreover, information is limited. In the past three months, we have often seen relevant rumors."
"I've also heard that many curious players came to explore nearby, but ended up disappearing mysteriously."
In the haze, which is like thin smoke, there are two blurry figures talking. Only by getting close enough can more details be discerned.
The person on the left said half-jokingly: "Maybe these guys did this deliberately, trying to use public opinion and all kinds of lies to create an adventure holy land."
"Yes, but it's really remote."
The man on the right echoed.
We are all highly educated doctors who are proficient in the spiritual and psychological fields. How can we believe those nonsense.
"If it wasn't remote enough and there weren't so many restrictions on entry and exit, the salary wouldn't be so high. I think all those patients would be rich or expensive."
"Otherwise, who will pay?"
For money, many experts are willing to endure loneliness and accept the invitation of Cloverfield Mental Hospital.
Vincent and Gaoche Yulin, two people with different appearances but who had heard of each other, met on a mountain trail and agreed to report together.
"Yes, there are three external recruitment positions this time, all of which are doctors. Two of us specialize in psychiatry, and the other requires a PhD in psychology and at least three years of clinical experience."
"And the salary distributed is enough to recruit ten times, that is, thirty senior doctors."
"If it weren't for hosting wealthy people with mental illness, how could it be so efficient?"
The two of them were not very enthusiastic about the surrounding scenery. They walked and talked while walking, exchanging topics with each other, not limited to future work.
Of course, the most discussed place is actually work. After all, with such a high salary and a mental hospital with various mysterious rumors, it is difficult not to make more associations among the people involved.
[For the rich and powerful]
This is the consensus.
Only in this way can we deserve round-the-clock service from top experts.
"Since the hospital has a strong background and sufficient funds, why not build a good road?"
Professor Vincent, who had a gray beard, sighed. He was thinking about how many days it would take for his body, which had been going downhill for several years, to return to normal.
The relatively younger and stronger Gao Che stood on tiptoes and replied: "Maybe traveling in a special helicopter, I have already seen it."
An ancient church-like building, the gray-red dome is covered by the sunlight penetrating the mist, hazy and coated with a layer of gold.
"Looking at the structure, it should have been built by ancient believers and bishops of the Holy Light Werewolf Sect. I have learned about the relevant history. In fact, many sects were born out of this."
"Yes, the history is so long that it can no longer be verified. Related cultural relics are unearthed from time to time, pushing the source back for endless years."
"It seems that the mysterious dean is a very tasteful person. He owns a complex of ancient buildings to house patients of high status, and attempts to save them by combining faith and science."
Along the wrong path, the two experts' ideas became more and more biased.
noble?
Perhaps words like crazy and filthy would be more accurate.
Around ten o'clock.
The reporter came to the entrance carrying his suitcase and looking exhausted.
"Who are you looking for? This is a private property and is not open to the public." A skinny old man walked out of the duty room and looked at the person from head to toe, his cloudy single eye full of vigilance.
"Doctor, you have passed the online assessment."
Since he was not sure whether this gatekeeper, who was almost dead and whose age was unknown, knew what online meant, Vincent and Gao Che together presented the documents that had been printed in advance.
"Oh, that's what happened."
The old guard nodded, as if there was a lot of phlegm stuck in his throat, and slowly opened the door:
"Come in, the third building, go to the second floor. That's where doctors and nurses rest and relax. You go there to report."
With a creaking sound, the old thing blocking the fence door gave way.
Looking at the sign hanging on the door, which was stained with rust and vaguely written with the words "No Entry", Gao Che felt that the situation might be beyond expectations.
If the lunatic asylum was really rich, why would they hire an old man who was so old that he was about to die to guard the door? Who could he stop?
A juvenile wild boar can be gored to death...
At this time, a young voice suddenly came, interrupting Gao Che's speculation.
"New colleagues?"
Under the gaze of three eyes, Lu Li walked over pushing a cart.
"Yes, are you a caregiver?" Vincent asked curiously.
His eyes lingered on the cart covered with thick cloth, and he wondered what was inside.
"No, I joined the position more than three months before you, and I am the only doctor still here."
The words are full of meaning.
The expression is even more so.
After leaving these words, Lu Li turned and said:
"I just happened to meet you, come on, I'll be responsible for leading the way."
How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
It was clearly planned for a long time.
Looking at the three people's retreating figures, the old man, who was thought to be dead, instantly lowered his face, with a ferocious emotion brewing in his one eye.
"Old man, don't be so angry as you get older. Maybe you can live longer."
The voice was full of defiance.
Vincent and Gao Che looked at each other, and they clearly sensed something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"Where are the other doctors and employees who joined your team?" Vincent asked tentatively.
"Missing, I'm investigating the specific whereabouts."
After speaking, Lu Li looked at Gao Che Yulin, who had tight muscles and an oriental face and was very uncomfortable, and reminded: "If I were you, I wouldn't be so curious about the things hidden under this piece of cloth. They are all from the patient's body." Pruned diseased variant.”
All?
Disease variant?
Are you kidding me? Such an exaggerated volume.
Realizing the weirdness in the atmosphere, Gao Che was very attentive and raised his hand slightly to lift the cloth cover.
"One last piece of advice, save some of the fast food in your carry-on suitcase, otherwise your organs will most likely appear in the cart."
Everyone likes to speak openly, but Lu Li also doesn't like to hint.
Unfortunately, the rules don't allow it.
Now it's not to the point of flipping the table, so I can only do this first.
"Dr. Lu, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing, be careful, be careful about food, and don't check the ward at will."
After being reminded to this point, Lu Li really had nothing to say and concentrated on leading the way for them.
In the lounge, the music sounded on time, and under the leadership of the attending doctor Brian, the nursing staff danced to the elderly DISCO as usual.
If there had been no interlude, the two new employees would definitely have played together in order to quickly integrate into the new environment. However, the nagging Lu Li and the depressing environment when he arrived made them highly vigilant.
(End of chapter)
