After I kicked that psychiatric patient away, Song Xiaotian and the others hurriedly dragged me over, swiped the access card to open the elevator, and hauled me inside.
Once the elevator doors closed, we breathed another sigh of relief and hurriedly pressed the button for the top floor.
But the building had seven floors, and the elevator only went up to the sixth.
"Wait!"
Wang Jun warned, "I glanced at the directory on the first floor just now. Floors three through six are all for psychiatric patients. What if the patients on the sixth floor have been let out too?"
He had barely finished speaking when we reached the sixth floor.
Song Xiaotian frantically reached for the buttons, but there was no time.
The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a huge crowd of psychiatric patients packed outside.
To normal people, these people were a bunch of oddballs, but when there were so many of them, the four of us became the odd ones out.
I saw that one of the patients was even holding a fire axe, and my hair stood on end.
If he took a swing at us, no amount of Band-Aids would patch that up.
"Qian Character, Eight Gates Method, Bewildering Soul Formation."
"I'm the director, I'm the director, I'm the director..."
Forming the Dao Finger gesture, I walked out in fear and trembling.
Sure enough, the director carried more weight than their fathers. The crowd immediately scattered and fled, probably afraid I would give them electroshock therapy.
Filled with apprehension, we finally made it to the door leading to the seventh floor.
I hurriedly took out the access card and swiped open the last door.
After we closed it, the infant's cries from earlier rang out again.
The infant cried like a yowling feral cat, one