Ning Changkong sat on the edge of the bed and said:

"Mr. Marne, the door is unlocked."

Ma En pushed open the door and entered:

"I have something to ask you."

In the past few days, he had visited this enthusiastic girl more than once in the process of collecting information.

And when he asked some common sense questions, the girl still didn't notice anything unusual and answered them as usual.

It's like she doesn't care at all.

This is indeed the case.

Ma En asked sincerely:

"How much will it cost if I need to be discharged from the hospital, and what should I do specifically?"

Ning Changkong answered as expected:

"The person who has the power to decide whether we can be discharged from the hospital is the attending physician, that is, Dr. Xu who just took office. Normally, it can be done for ten to two hundred thousand, but..."

She paused and considered her words:

"...Well, your situation may be special. This price is actually for customers like us who are relatively wealthy, and for people who don't have much money, I heard that their starting price is 500,000, and I don't think so.

Know what kind of plan they will use for you.

"Furthermore, Dr. Xu Wen has not been here long, so I don't know if he has already understood the rules here. If you are lucky, you may be able to make it easier for him, but it may also be more difficult than normal."

After the group activity, she took some time to learn about Ma En's background.

He is probably the patient with the most ordinary family situation in the entire high-end sanatorium, which also explains why Dr. Liu dared to speak rudely to Ma En.

Ma En's only "relative" Chen Yun is an official pastor.

Normally, patients in high-end areas have to spend 300,000 yuan in medical expenses per year, but Chen Yun's annual income is 150,000 yuan.

Fortunately, Miss Chen Yun has a cooperation subsidy from the church, so she only needs to pay about 100,000 yuan a year, but this must be a huge expense for the Ma En siblings.

Therefore, this also aroused the girl's doubts as to why he spent so much money to live here. Is it really for a more comfortable life, or does he also want to enjoy the "extra services" of Victor Sanatorium?

But where did he get the money?

Ma Enen asked with a grateful expression:

"One more thing, is there any way for me to know who lives in other wards?"

Ning Changkong didn't ask him what he thought about the price. Everyone has their own difficulties.

"Normally, you can go to Dr. Liu or a doctor. Doctors only take orders from their own patients, but what they sell is information that you can find out yourself.

"If they were selling truly private information, no customer would choose here."

Ma En said gratefully:

"Thank you, that's helpful."

Ning Changkong replied politely:

"Nothing, but Mr. Marn, actually I also have something to ask you.

"Why do you suddenly want to be discharged from the hospital?"

The girl looked at Ma En with curiosity, but the true emotion in her heart was far stronger than what she showed.

There are many mysteries about Ma En, why he lived here and why he asked those questions, but Ning Changkong didn't care about these at all.

What she is really curious about is Ma En's appearance and aura in her own perception.

And why he can make the auras of other creatures disappear.

Ning Changkong has seen a lot of strange things, but his symptoms have never disappeared.

He paused.

Of course, it was impossible for Ma En to say that he was being attacked by an abnormal entity called the "Unrememberable", and that he had left a recommendation to be discharged from the hospital in the past.

"I have my own reasons." He did not choose to lie, "but it is difficult to explain clearly."

To his surprise, the girl seemed quite satisfied with his answer.

Ning Changkong said:

"Then can you leave me a phone number? To be honest, I am also thinking about being discharged from the hospital, and we are two mental patients outside. Maybe there will be a place where we can help each other in the future..."

Mahn replied:

"sure."

He casually picked up the paper and pen on the desk and wrote the numbers he found in the secret grid.

No matter what Ning Changkong's purpose was, he got help from the other party, and before he was discharged from the hospital, he would most likely need the girl's help.

The girl reached out and took the note, lowered her head and stared at it for a few seconds.

its not right?

This is not any number in Ma En's name.

But she didn't say anything, she just calmly put the number she had memorized into her pocket.

"If you encounter any problems with discharge, you can come to me at any time, but if you want to borrow money..." At this point, the girl said with some embarrassment, "Although my parents are relatively wealthy,

But they didn’t give me much money.”

Ma En was a little surprised by her words.

Obviously they were just acquaintances, so why did Ning Changkong think that he would borrow money from her? And from what she said, it was as if she would lend it to him if she had money.

"If so." He nodded sincerely.

Ning Changkong's help to him was far beyond the level of enthusiasm, but Ma En was unable to analyze any meaningful information - he could not remember anything.

Could it be that they had other interactions before, but she didn't look like them.

"Yes, there is something else I want to ask you." The girl seemed to suddenly remember something.

She got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out a piece of white paper, and walked towards Ma En:

"I picked this up near your room not long ago. Do you know the meaning of these symbols?"

Before asking Ma En, Ning Changkong spent a long time searching on the Internet, and also asked his history major friends to check various professional information, but could not find anything similar to this.

Ma En looked over.

The things on the paper are not symbols.

Although the writing was crooked, Ma En understood the content instantly.

These are six Chinese characters:

Control, exploit, destroy.

"I've never seen it." He looked into the girl's clear eyes, "Could it be painted by other patients?"

Ning Changkong took back the paper and nodded naturally:

"Why didn't I think of this possibility?"

Of course it can't be.
Chapter completed!