The next day, when Yu Weimin opened his eyes, he thankfully found himself in his own room. He sighed in relief, put on his clothes, and sat on the bed, waiting for the guards to open the door. Since he had finished his pooping business at night, he didn't need to go again. So he only freshened up and sat again on the bed.
The door opened soon after he saw a guard enter the room. "Come out."
This was the first time he was called decently like this. Otherwise, he would be lying in the laboratory, all naked, attached to strange wires from top to bottom.
He walked out of his room and saw a few other patients also coming out of their rooms, walking into the corridor in a line. They all lowered their heads, as no one dared speak to one another. They were all silent; no one looked like he belonged to a mental hospital.
They all looked more like prisoners than patients.
