More strangely, the woman seemed to have lost her ability to sense the outside world, showing no reaction to their arrival.

Zhao Ru, on the other hand, seemed accustomed to this. She held a medical tray, walked to the bedside, and then reached out and pulled out a structure similar to a support from under the bed.

The support was telescopic and assembled under the bed.

It could be pulled out when needed and retracted when not in use, which was very convenient.

Jiang Cheng had been to the hospital many times, but this was the first time he had seen such a structure.

Zhao Ru first placed the medical tray on the stand, then took the woman's arm out of the quilt and disinfected it with an alcohol swab.

After adjusting the syringe, she inserted the needle.

Afterward, she began to wipe the woman's face and checked her eyes.

All the movements were smooth and flowing.

Obviously, she had been here before.

Jiang Cheng became extremely curious about the woman in the bed. The ward was decorated in a very special way. The bed was a blue iron bed, with some rust in places.

But what was different was that the corners of the iron bed were wrapped in gauze, as were the railings at the head of the bed, seemingly to prevent the woman from struggling and hurting herself.

But no matter how Jiang Cheng looked at it, he didn't think the woman could move.

She was like a vegetable.

After the examination, Zhao Ru came to Jiang Cheng's side, and they chatted casually. Faced with such a pitiful woman, their moods were also affected.

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Cheng asked, "She looks like she's been here for a long time."

Hearing this, Zhao Ru nodded. "It is said that she went crazy after being stimulated. You're right, she has been here for a long time, at least 10 years."

Jiang Cheng didn't expect it to be so long, but what piqued his interest even more was the time frame of 10 years.

If he remembered correctly, Zhao Ru had just said that the rooms on the 6th floor had been closed for at least 10 years. Could there be some kind of connection between them?

Although he thought so, Jiang Cheng only showed pity for the woman. He glanced at the woman with empty eyes on the bed and turned to ask, "What happened that stimulated her so much?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ru shook her head.

"What about her family?" Jiang Cheng looked around the room. It didn't look like anyone came to take care of her often.

"I haven't heard that she has any family. The hospital has been arranging people to take care of her all along," Zhao Ru said. "The nurse who was in charge before has taken leave, so I've been coming here recently."

"I'm responsible for giving injections, and there will be a caregiver coming in the morning and evening to help her wipe her body and so on."

Zhao Ru couldn't do some of the heavy work, so it was more appropriate to leave it to male caregivers.

The hospital has been responsible all along...

As soon as Jiang Cheng heard this sentence, he felt strange.

This was a hospital, not a welfare home.

If it was out of humanitarian considerations that the hospital helped to take care of her for a few months, or even a year or two, Jiang Cheng could understand.

But 10 years... wasn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

Was the hospital really that good?

Something abnormal must be afoot. Jiang Cheng's first reaction was whether some kind of medical accident had occurred during the woman's treatment, which led to her becoming like this.

And in order to maintain its reputation, the hospital had secretly signed a non-disclosure agreement with the patient's family, providing free treatment to the patient, but the matter had to be kept secret.

In addition, a large amount of hush money may have been provided.

Seemingly seeing Jiang Cheng's doubts, Zhao Ru lowered her voice and explained, "This woman is not a patient of the hospital."

Jiang Cheng frowned. "Not a patient?"

"No." Zhao Ru lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "According to the previous nurse, this woman used to be a nurse in the hospital."

"And she doesn't look as old as she is. She's only about 35 years old now."

"Which department was she in charge of?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.

"I don't know about that." Zhao Ru glanced at the woman on the bed and replied.

After all, she had just arrived, so it was normal that she didn't know some things, but what she said gave Jiang Cheng a completely new idea.

He instinctively felt that the woman was related to the matter he was investigating.

Although there was no direct evidence yet.

There was very little medicine in the IV drip. After about half an hour, it was gone. Zhao Ru walked over, pulled out the needle, and put it in the tray.

Then she began to simply tidy up the woman's clothes.

Jiang Cheng walked up to help very naturally. While putting the woman's arm back, he said in a tone of pity for the woman's experience: "It's not good for the woman's body to maintain one posture for such a long time."

He said that he knew a little about massage, and without waiting for Zhao Ru to agree, he started to massage the woman little by little.

Mainly concentrated on the limbs.

First the arms, then the legs.

While massaging, Jiang Cheng whispered to comfort the woman, as if the other party could understand.

Zhou Ru didn't expect this man to be so kind.

For a time, her goodwill toward Jiang Cheng increased a lot.

Through the massage of the woman, Jiang Cheng's eyes gradually became strange.

Patients who have been paralyzed in bed for a long time will experience varying degrees of muscle atrophy due to lack of exercise, which is especially obvious in the woman's legs.

But what was strange was that the woman's arm muscles, especially the forearm muscles, were very full.

Her upper arm was almost as thick as her calf.

Was it because her upper body could still move?

Jiang Cheng wasn't sure yet.

In addition, Jiang Cheng also noticed that there were not many needle holes on the back of her hands.

And the wounds were all new.

The injections should have only started recently.

The patient's physical condition was poor, and the wound healing would be relatively slow. Jiang Cheng judged that it should not exceed a month.

A month...

This time period almost overlapped with the time when Director Qi said the haunting began. Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

After checking the basic situation, Jiang Cheng gently put the woman's arm back into the quilt, then slowly stood up, his eyes full of pity when he looked at the woman.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhou Ru looked at Jiang Cheng's careful appearance and sincerely felt that he was a good person. The caregivers in the hospital were not as meticulous as him.

"It's nothing. I just think she's quite pitiful. I'll feel better if I can help her." Jiang Cheng said sincerely.

After tidying up the tray, Zhou Ru checked it and prepared to leave with Jiang Cheng after finding nothing missing. "Let's go."

Seemingly infected by Jiang Cheng's kindness, Zhou Ru changed a road on the way back, saying that she was going to the caregiver's place to tell them to be more serious.

This time, she saw that the clothes the woman was wearing were a little dirty and seemed to have not been changed for a long time.

For such a pitiful woman, there was a lack of patient people like the man beside her.