Chapter 280: Chapter 280

Chapter 282 Psychiatric Hospital

After hearing the doctor's announcement, Alex hurriedly picked up Elly's rickety body. She turned, punched her face in his heart, and burped for prosperity.

Since then, Elly has been busy running from the hospital to the art training school and back to her own design company. She was as busy as a top. When Alex learned that Elly had reached an agreement with the students' families, he helped her financially and suppressed the ax of public opinion.

At Hargreaves' highest-level office, Secretary Gerald reported the results of the investigation.

"According to the traffic cameras along the way, he went home as soon as he was involved in the crime, collected the documents inside, and then boarded the streetcar, transferred many times, and the person we sent had disappeared."

"How's the police investigation going?" Alex asked

"The police said there was news from his parents' house. They said he hadn't contacted his family this year, and last month he suddenly transferred to a $5 million family account. They tracked it, but still couldn't find the address of the transferor."

"Did someone hire him to carry out your assault on this student?" Alex asked in surprise.

"What a coincidence." Elly served as interim director, which coincided with the time of recruiting teachers.

"I have no intention of doubting Rosalyn's research, but some people may also use it to blame Elly." Secretary Gerald expressed his thoughts. He remembers that Linda did not trust Rosalyn but denied that no one would frame others with himself.

Alex put the findings on the table, the eagle's eyes gleaming dangerously. Let everyone monitor the criminal's family's every move. Stop for a few seconds and you make a decisive decision. Rosalyn observed and studied in the hospital.

At the same time, Elly spent the whole morning at the training school, and when it was time for the lunch break, she hurried to the hospital. Afterward, she was no longer welcomed by the teachers, but she couldn't mind her own business. Something terrible happened to Rosalyn and she had a part of it.

As soon as she got to the door of the ward, a cup of porcelain flew over Elly's face and slammed the door. The roar of Rosalyn resounded into the sky.

"I'm not sick. I'm not taking medicine."

The nurse was pushed by Rosalyn to drop the medicine plate on the floor and scolded Rosalyn in a bad temper. "You don't think you like to swear in the VIP room. We are caregivers, but not maids. You wear your corpse without taking medicine."

Rosalyn drank shyly and was suddenly scolded, so she sat on the ground and cried to fix it. It feels like she was abnormal and moody. The obnoxious nurse watched her come out crying next to something curled up in the discarded room.

Elly hurriedly apologized to the nurse and asked what had happened. The nurse knew that Elly belonged to Alex, and her attitude softened. After all, she didn't want to lose her job because of a bad attitude.

"Ms. Elly, you should advise your friend to take medicine. Depression can often lead to negative thoughts if it is serious, or when no one is taking care of them. She smashed something this morning, and we cleaned it once. She won't take medicine now."

Elly thanked her again and again and apologized to the nurse. She went into the room and closed the door.

Rosalyn squatted round, bowed her head, and put her arms around her body as if she were protecting herself. As she heard the sound, she looked up and grabbed Elly's gentle smile. Rosalyn skillfully wiped her tears and her voice came to her nostrils. "You're here to laugh at me, aren't you? Everyone is laughing at me. I'm too dirty, aren't I?"

"What are you talking about?" Elly walked around quickly, reaching out to pick up Rosalyn, but she was thrown out. She insisted on not giving up, trying to grasp many needle wounds Rosalyn studied, forcing her to sit on the bed and avoid the damaged objects on the ground. "You are not dirty, your soul is beautiful, this is the most important, worthy of respect."

"Don't you think I'm dirty?" Because of psychological problems, Rosalyn may be weak as soon as she loses her temper. "Do you still want to be friends with me? Won't you hate me?"

"You need to listen to the doctor and nurse in order to recover. There are still a lot of students waiting for you to go back to teaching." Elly patted Rosalyn's palm, as she was describing that the team had returned to normal operation while Rosalyn was in the hospital and mentioned several interesting things during her supervision of the classroom.

"I heard that Rosalyn, a student who worked hard in the art training school, witnessed the training scene with her own eyes, and her mood was much more stable."

"Rossie, do you promise me that you will leave the hospital as soon as possible and cooperates with the doctors and nurses?"

Rosalyn smiled and nodded and looked at Elly with gratitude. "I will soon get better and go back to teaching. There are still a lot of students waiting for me, and I will bother you again during this time," She said. "Thank you for continuing as an interim manager to manage my business."

Elly was satisfied with Rosalyn's idea of not giving up and sat and chatted happily until she was immersed in sleep migraine medicine. She did not expect that when she tried to persuade Rosalyn, Alex received a report from his subordinates that Rosalyn was crazy and almost hit Elly by throwing things. He immediately decided to go to the hospital to see Rosalyn the next day.

"What? Do you want to send me to a mental hospital?" Rosalyn shouted after being stunned that she threw a transfer form that Alex had just sent.

"It is not a mental hospital, it is a post-traumatic psychological rehabilitation center, or an unfortunate situation occurs. There are psychologists and there are many suggestions that can help you balance your mind." Alex glanced at the transfer paper that had fallen to the ground. He was not going to pick it up. His voice was very concerned.

"According to the doctor's report, you have fully recovered except for heart disease. The nurses here have no psychological expertise, so they may not strive for excellence in the nursing process. If she is transferred to the other side of the hospital, there will be professional nurses."

"I'm not crazy." Rosalyn's cry interrupted Alex's words, tears streaming down her face. The original complexion was pink and white, but it became whiter because she did not bask in the sun during the hospitalization. Rosalyn also gave people a very beautiful feeling when she cried. "Alex, you hate me, right?"

"Don't get me wrong, I." Alex stopped talking as Rosalyn suddenly jumped on him and hugged him. Her cry made him reluctant to push people away.

"Please don't leave me. I'm sorry. I'm so dirty that no one wants me." Rosalyn clung to his suit and tie and raised her head to reveal a pair of sparkling eyes. "Don't leave me."

Alex was puzzled as he wiped away tears and gentle persuasion for Rosalyn.

"We are friends. Whatever you need, I will help you." He took a step back after wiping away her tears, but his hands were suddenly tightly grasped by Rosalyn.

"Can you stay and talk with me? If I were alone, I would think of the terrible sight of that day. Abandoned warehouses, gleaming lights, and creepy laughter. I dare not close my eyes and sleep." Rosalyn blushed and made a suggestion, drew a circle in the palm of his hand, and said timidly.

Alex could not refuse the weak proposal of Rosalyn. As they sit together, Alex cleverly moved the subject back to the training school and led Rosalyn to come with beautiful things full of hope. But sometimes she doesn't always return to the pain and humiliation of that warehouse.

Alex didn't want her to get hurt, so he had to listen quietly.

"Alex, can I ask you a favor?" Rosalyn's face became serious, and when he nodded with his consent, he tightened his voice. "Please help the police find those cruel villains as soon as possible. I want these people to be punished by the law."

Alex watched Rosalyn longer than usual, and he remembered Secretary Gerald's latest report on the three perpetrators.

The three perpetrators came to the city by bear heads from other places, so information about their families or loved ones could not be traced. They fled to another city soon after the incident.

Every clue has disappeared abnormally and Alex was currently unable to find out what was going on around Elly. He didn't show any precautions and just nodded.

"Don't worry, I won't miss it."

Rosalyn looked at his face and saw nothing unusual, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

When Alex walked out of the ward door, he saw a man sitting outside the door.

"Elly?" He called her name hurriedly, he touched Elly and was startled. "Why are you so cold? Since when did you sit here?"

Although she doesn't know what time it is, it must be night, and the temperature at night was often lower than that during the day.

Elly looked up as she called. There were no tears on her face, but the corners of her eyes were red, her lips were bitten with blood, and her voice was as low as powerless.

Alex helped her up sadly, warmed her arms with his body, and pressed his soft body to his heart. "Did you hear the conversation in the room?"

Elly sucked her nose and mouth, she put her face into his neck, softened, and said "Well, I don't think Rosalyn was so obsessed with that. She was smiling and saying goodbye to me yesterday because her sadness was buried in it. She's a friend and I can't help."

Alex said nothing and patted her on the back. his eyes looked down the inhabited corridor, feeling that she was too kind and soft-hearted, and felt sorry for the sufferings of others.

"My mistake, if I don't have a lost driveway, then." At last, she couldn't help crying.

He raised her face, put it in the palm of his hand, patiently swallowed all her tears with a kiss, and stroked her little face. Sonorous and forceful words can appease the people and slowly fall into the ears of Elly. "It's not your fault. None of this is anyone's fault. Rosalyn does not blame you for what happened. She is very strong and will soon overcome this psychological shock."

"So, what am I supposed to do to make it up to her?"

"To manage the training school and manage the design room, to take care of the conversation with Rosalyn, what you are doing is helping her a lot, you know, being the manager of the school, the manager of the design room, to take care of her conversation with Rosalyn. You're doing great."

Elly's apology was greatly reduced when she was admitted by the man for his efforts. She smiled at his words of encouragement.

She came to the hospital to ask Rosalyn if she wanted anything to eat. She would bring it early in the morning. Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived at the door of the ward, she heard the terrible memory.

As he saw that she was calm again, Alex hugged her waist and helped her to the elevator. "I hear Aunt Mathilda is cooking your favorite soup tonight. Let's go home. Kitten must be waiting at the dinner table."

"He was still mad at me this morning because I couldn't take him to school. I don't know if it's gone now."

When the elevator door closes, their intimate conversation disappears.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Rosalyn had a dark face inside. Her chest was breathless with anger and reached out to close the door of the room, startling a nurse who had just jumped out of the elevator.

Rosalyn dialed a familiar number, and the man's satisfied voice came from the other side. "You're doing great."

Rosalyn's eyes sparkled. She went to the window and couldn't take her eyes off the hospital yard. "What happened to those three?"

Buried in three feet of dirt.

"Oh, yes! Alex still fully trusted me. Elly goes in and out of the hospital every day. You'd better not let anyone contact me actively or contact me at all, which will make people suspicious."

"What worries me most is the idiot doctor who has feelings for Elly. He may have divulged his plan."

The figure of a man and a woman appeared in the courtyard of the hospital, and the cordial gesture went to the door of the hospital. Clenching Rosalyn's fist, the voice escaped from between her teeth. Strictly speaking, "We'll take care of it. Three or more lives are rubbish."

"The other party agreed and turned off the phone." Rosalyn went to the bedside and picked up the paper transferred from the mental hospital left by Alex. She tore it to pieces angrily.

At the Hargreaves' family, early the next morning, Elly was woken up by a phone call from Rosalyn. She looked at the cold position on the bed and guessed that Alex had arrived at the office. He asked her three times last night to comfort her crying. Although she was not tired and only served him quietly, she didn't bother to get up this morning.

"Rosalyn, what happened? Would you like to drink Aunt Mathilda's tonic soup? I'll get it." Elly asked by phone that she hoped that Rosalyn would be happy all the time and would not fall into that kind of painful thoughts.

"I'm out of the hospital today." Rosalyn's voice was colder than usual.

"Why?" Elly sat up and said with a start. "Are you feeling better? Did the doctor take you home?"

"Not exactly." Rosalyn hesitated for a moment and said "Mr. Hargreaves wants to send me to a mental hospital. I don't want to live there with a madman, so I asked the doctor to leave the hospital today."

"Mental Hospital?" Elly confused question.

"Right! Elly, thank you for your concern all the time but I'm not crazy. I don't let others arrange my own personal affairs." As soon as Rosalyn finished, she hung up the phone.

Elly was at a loss and took a few seconds to be intact. She hurriedly changed her clothes and drove to Hargreaves' company to ask Alex.

"Didn't you say you would care about Rosalyn? Why send her to a mental hospital?"