Chapter 317 I Won't Let You Take Him Away (Recommended Tickets over 8,000 Plus More)

"We are the staff of Yong'an Mental Hospital." One of the older men took two steps forward.

He pointed at the man behind Song Wuyou and said, "The person on duty was a little careless and he ran out. Let's catch him back."

When Xu Jing heard that the man came out of the mental hospital, she looked at Song Wuyou nervously and worriedly.

Will this mentally ill man hit the lady?

"If I don't go back, I won't go back!" The man suddenly stuck out a head and shouted at them, "Someone wants to kill me, and when I go back, someone wants to kill me..."

Song Wuyou tilted her head and glanced at the man. When she heard the man's words, her heart clenched fiercely.

For the time being, let's not say that this man's appearance is the same as that of her brother in the previous life.

She knew that people with mental illness naturally couldn't fully believe what they said.

But the man's hand holding her arm kept shaking.

Even his fingers trembled violently, feeling his trembling, a strange feeling flashed in Song Wuyou's heart.

It was like Hu Shui, who was supposed to be calm, was suddenly thrown down by a small stone, causing waves to come round after round.

As if what he said was true, someone was going to kill him——

Song Wuyou glanced at the men coldly, then turned around, holding the man with both hands, with a gentle tone, "Is someone really going to kill you?"

The man raised his eyes, and when he saw Song Wuyou's eyes, his body almost stopped shaking.

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

"Did it pierce your heart?"

"No, but there's a lot of blood."

"It didn't pierce your heart, where did the blood come from?"

"Arms, shoulders..."

Song Wuyou heard it, grabbed the man's arm and looked at it.

Above the elbow, there was really a long, deep wound that was thick and bloody that couldn't be treated properly.

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

If Song Wuyou guessed correctly, the wound was cut from the back by the man with the knife, and the wound on his arm was caused by the same knife.

According to her speculation, these two wounds were caused in the past four days.

Seeing the man's wound, Song Wuyou felt the pain in his heart just like seeing his brother injured.

Suddenly a burst of anger came to her heart, she turned around quickly, shielded the man behind her, stared at several men and said sharply, "His wound is so serious, why don't you help him deal with it?"

The older man who came forward should be the leader among them.

The man said helplessly: "Fights in the courtyard often happen, and they have become commonplace. Once the wound is treated, a new wound will appear."

"Are you so irresponsible?" Song Wuyou was very angry.

Next to Xu Jing, some monk Zhang Er was puzzled and looked at Song Wuyou inexplicably.

Why is the young lady angry for someone who came out of a mental hospital?

"Miss, this is our hospital's business. As the dean, I know how to do it," the dean said.

Song Wuyou's expression was calm and his eyes were firm, "I won't let you take him away."

When the psychiatrist heard this, he looked at Song Wuyou in surprise: "You know him?"

Xu Jing and Liu Zhiming also looked at Song Wuyou in surprise.

What would she do with a mentally ill person?

"You don't have to worry about this, you can go."

"How does this work? He is a mentally ill person and will beat anyone casually," said the dean.