Chapter 363 - Visiting Jia Zhenzhen IV (1/2)
Jiang Ruolan walked over to the wall and looked at the small writing under the pictures.
Jia Zhenzhen was born in 1966 in M City and was raised in a Chinese military environment. Her father was accused of being involved in a corruption case and was punished by the law, resulting in the Jia Family's downfall. Jia Zhenzhen went to the United States to continue her studies and took a drawing program. She had excellent results, but unfortunately, she suffered from intermittent psychosis in 198x.
Jia Zhenzhen and her mother were almost the same age. So they met when they were studying painting in the United States?
Jiang Ruolan raised her eyes and looked at the blurry color photo. Two young girls in red and one of them combed the girl's hair. The girl was her mother.
The two sisters stood together like twin sisters, from their attire to their makeup to their hair to their stature. If one looked closely, they could see that the two were really close.
This photo must have been taken when they were young. They had the same appearance and temperament, and they had evoked a sense of intimacy with each other.
Jiang Ruolan carefully looked at Jia Zhenzhen's face. She felt like she had seen her somewhere before, but she could not remember it. Seeing these photos, her mind became confused. There were a lot of things running around in her head, but she couldn't grasp a single complete thought.
”Actually, after so many years, all the new doctors here had tried their best to cure her. However, she did not let anyone near her, so everyone gradually gave up. Jia Zhenzhen is now about fifty years old. Even if she was docile and willing to accept treatment, it might take a few years to ten years for her to recover. Therefore, the people here are too lazy to try again. They just need to follow Xian Family's order and take good care of her, never letting her run away.”
”She hasn't left for all these years?” Jiang Ruolan asked softly.
”Left? I'm not sure. I don't think she left. She has been here all these years I've been working here.” After that, the nurse whispered into Jiang Ruolan's ear, as if she was afraid others would hear. ”Let me tell you something. Rather than leaving her here to recuperate, I think it's more like to lock her up here.”
Jiang Ruolan frowned, but she didn't show much emotion. She just looked at the nurse silently and smiled faintly. ”Thank you for telling me so much.”
Seeing her serious expression, the nurse immediately blushed and whispered, ”Women gossip. The doctors and nurses in our nursing home are used to these things and everyone knows it. No matter what Jia Zhenzhen is doing or why she is locked up here, no one knows. So, I can't tell you more about this.”
Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
If Jiang Yijun knew that his own mother was living such a life here ... If he knew that his mother was imprisoned like this for more than 20 years.
Not to mention Jiang Yijun, even if it were her, she would feel pain and hate.
Why can a good woman go crazy? It seemed that this incident happened in the same year. Jia Zhenzhen going crazy, her mother committed suicide. What has really happened?
Jiang Ruolan looked back over the events of that year, one of which had been the embezzlement of military equipment that Xian Zihao had told her about. At that time, Jia Zhenzhen's father was in charge of that department. Could it be that there was some huge conspiracy behind it?
It was late at night when Jiang Ruolan returned to her room. She held the necklace in her hand, considering the connection between these things. Suddenly, she heard a voice coming from outside, so she opened the door and walked out.
She saw Xian Jian, whose clothes were a little wet, with red spots on his forehead, walking with a very dark expression. Xian Zihao, who followed behind, calmly explained something to the doctors and nurses.
Jiang Ruolan quickly asked, ”Dad? What's going on?”
”Madwoman!” Xian Jian seemed a little furious. After swearing, he immediately took off his wet coat and walked to the room arranged for him.