Just as everyone on the third floor entered the wards to hide, a hooded man entered the inpatient building.
His entire face was hidden under the hood, his head lowered, and instead of having his hands in his pockets, he was carrying a package in one hand.
One package looked like stir-fry, and the other contained two bottles of white liquor.
The man glanced at the nurse nodding off at the reception desk and quickly headed to the stairs.
Just three seconds after he went up, the nurse's eyes shot wide open, and she pressed the call button, whispering, "He went up."
...
Gong Kaishan's intuition was spot on; as soon as the man reached the third floor, he didn't continue upwards.
Standing at the stairwell, the man's steps paused as if sensing something amiss.
However, he didn't stop for long and quickly resumed his steps, arriving outside the mad old man's ward.
Seeing the hole in the door and the situation inside, the man exclaimed, "Master, what are you doing?"
