Chapter 780

Bruce, who no longer had academic pressure, returned to his life of doing nothing during the day and fighting crime at night as Batman. And the first thing he had to do was to go see those children he had saved before.

Those children he sent to the hospital had basically recovered, but only the external injuries caused by abuse were treated. The physical weakness caused by long-term malnutrition still needed to be adjusted.

Bruce thought that when he went to the hospital this time, he would see a group of children who had regained their spirits, but he didn't expect that after he arrived at the ward he had spent a high price to rent, what he saw was a chaotic scene.

The ward gave off an indescribable stench. The white walls were smeared with dirty things that didn't know if they were vomit or excrement. Food scraps and broken plates were thrown on the ground. None of the children were lying on the beds; some were sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, and some were simply curled up in the corner of the wall sleeping.

Bruce felt very angry. He called the doctors and nurses and asked them, "How on earth did you handle this? Why did it become like this? I spent a lot of money to rent the best ward and hired the best caregivers. Why is it still like this?!"

It's no wonder he was angry. At the beginning, he sent these children here in the identity of Bruce Wei En.

Moreover, he went directly to the dean, rented two connected wards in the best high-end nursing ward on the top floor of the hospital, hired the most expensive caregivers here, and gave tips to all doctors and nurses. But even so, they could still take care of these children like this. Anyone who saw it would be angry.

But the doctors and nurses were also very helpless. The female head nurse stood up and said, "Mr. Wei En, this is a hospital, not a school. We have no way to educate these children."

She sighed, looked at the situation in the ward, and said, "These children have very serious psychological problems. Just approaching them is easy for our medical staff to be attacked. Rose? Rose, are you there?"

The female head nurse turned back to call someone. Another younger intern nurse walked out. The head nurse took her hand to show Bruce. Bruce saw that there was a deep wound on the arm of this girl who looked like she had just graduated from university. It was still red now, and the marks of the stitches hadn't fully grown well. The head nurse said:

"Rose and Sophia are responsible for the daily maintenance of this ward. Just about a week ago, before she got off work, she wanted to go in to confirm whether the hospital beds were all adjusted..."

"When she walked in, all the children were looking at her. They were very quiet, so Rose didn't feel anything. But just as she was adjusting the hospital bed, the child next to her suddenly rushed up, took a broken piece of the plate, and scratched her arm. She had seven stitches."

The head nurse became more and more angry as she spoke. She said, "Rose just graduated this year. Precisely because she is excellent, we sent her to this ward to take care of these children, because no one wants them to live better than we do."

"Rose comes to check the wounds on these children every day, but this group of children doesn't appreciate her kindness at all. Besides this scratched wound, there are several bite marks on her arm, all bitten by this group of children. Sophia is the same."

The head nurse was obviously different from these ordinary nurses. She had more confidence. Even facing Bruce Wei En, she could still point out his problems righteously. She said:

"Mr. Wei En, we can understand that you might have seen this group of children on the road, felt they were pitiful, so you brought them back and sent them here."

"However, these things are not something you can solve by occasionally doing a good deed. They need long-term treatment and education. Some of their behaviors need to be corrected. Compared to doctors, they need teachers more."

Looking at the head nurse's increasingly intense words, the attending physician stopped her, but also sighed and said, "Mr. Wei En, I suppose you have already seen that our medical team has really tried their best."

"Two old nurses, two new nurses, three gold-medal caregivers, one head nurse, and one attending physician have been staring at this ward. We also invited psychiatrists to guide them."

"However, you should know that children in this age group don't need doctors to check their bodies every day. They need their parents more. They need to live in an environment with a sense of security and need to receive love."

"Otherwise, if we lock them in the ward and take care of them carefully, they will still make everything like this."

Bruce touched his face and said, "Alright, I admit I've been a bit busy lately. After throwing them here, I didn't manage them. But now, I need a plan, at least to let them live normally..."

The doctor and the head nurse looked at each other and said, "Although I know this might sound a bit heartless, Mr. Wei En, sometimes, rashly bringing stray cats home is not entirely a good thing. That might cause harm to both of you."

"They have already adapted to the environment in the wild and can even survive at the bottom of Cat Getan. If you must force them to change their lifestyle, then you have to be prepared to entangle with them for a long time."

Bruce took a deep breath and said, "I invest tens of millions of dollars in charity every year. You should believe in my determination to do charity."

The doctor nodded and said, "If you fully understand that this is not something that can be solved by spending money, our hospital can provide you with a specific psychological treatment plan, but for the practice, I'm afraid you have to do it yourself."

Bruce nodded and said, "You give me professional advice, and leave the rest to me. I don't believe I can't save these few children."

After the doctor left, Bruce stood outside the door, looking at those children. He thought, perhaps, just treating the wounds on their bodies really couldn't solve the fundamental problem, but if he was willing to pay more and adopt a more professional treatment method, combining physiological and mental aspects, it was impossible not to produce a little change.

After Bruce returned to Wei En Tower, he immediately called a meeting of employees. He stood in front of the table and said in a very firm tone:

"I will establish an independent foundation outside the Wei En Foundation, focusing on the physical and mental health problems of children under 10 in Cat Getan. I hope that professionals can come up with an effective strategic plan to completely improve the living environment of children in this city."

The employees below didn't show any surprise. They were very used to their boss having a whim and being hot-headed for three minutes.

But this time, Bruce was very determined.

If it were before, he would never do this, because he felt that Bruce couldn't save Cat Getan at all, only Batman could.

Before, he was very resistant to doing anything in the identity of Bruce, but after experiencing so much, he finally understood that he should try not to be confined by the shackles of a certain identity, but to be result-oriented and do his best to achieve a certain goal.

Soon, the foundation's plan was ready, and the treatment plan given by the hospital was also sent over. Bruce first looked at the psychological treatment plan given by the Central Hospital, but he was not satisfied with this plan.

Because the focus of this plan was on drug treatment, with the main goal of soothing emotions and reducing excitement. Although Bruce hadn't been a doctor himself, he had studied psychology for such a long time, and his psychology professor Shiler preferred the traditional school and didn't like to prescribe medicine to patients at every turn.

Bruce didn't hesitate too long on this plan. Sitting in the office, he picked up a pen and began to write his own plan.

The education Bruce Wei En received from childhood to adulthood was the most typical elite education. Therefore, when he started to solve Cat Getan's problems in the identity of Bruce, the first plan he came up with opened up the pattern.

First, he established the Cat Getan Mental and Psychological Problem Research Center in the name of Wei En Group, gathering the world's most famous psychologists and psychiatrists to analyze the psychological problems produced by specific social classes, including the children's group.

Then, establish a special charity foundation to pay attention to the living status of the children's group in Cat Getan, analyze the causes of certain situations unfavorable to survival from the social level and humanistic perspective, and invest financial resources to reverse certain overly harsh situations, such as abuse, excessive labor, serious illness, etc.

Then, establish a special child protection organization to exclude the influence of force threats in the improvement process.

And finally, Bruce wrote a word on the paper—education.

He stayed on this word for a long, long time. The terrible amount of work involved made Wei En Group a bit daunted.

He suddenly realized that the idea he once had of saving a city with the size of Wei En Group, which might be simpler, was something he thought too simply.

The greater the ability, the more things can be done, and it is inevitable that there will be more ambitions. But to satisfy this kind of ambition, one needs greater ability. People are like this. Spending one dollar wants the effect of ten dollars, spending one hundred dollars wants the effect of one thousand dollars, spending one hundred million wants the effect of one billion...

Bruce suddenly realized that the Wei En Group, which he once thought had developed to the peak, was not omnipotent. With such a size that had stood at the top of the world, wanting to improve basic education for a city would still be very tricky.

Thinking of this, Bruce Wei En suddenly realized that he had too many things to do.

He is very rich now, but not rich enough. His IQ is high, but there are still strategies he can't think of. His determination is firm, but he still feels the road ahead is long. His heart of revenge is burning, but in the dark rainy night of Cat Getan, it is just a small flame that will be extinguished at a touch.

When Batman stood on the roof of Wei En Tower and looked down at this city again, he found that the abyss here was endless.

He found that he was like a bat hanging in the attic, not knowing how far he was from the ground.

When he truly started to implement it, he realized that this was a thousand threads and complicated, not something he could see through at a glance or grasp with one hand.

Spreading his cape again and flying downward, when passing countless lights, Batman thought, the bat sleeping in the attic is just a useless thing kicked out by the owner of the house, a pest that no one cares about.

To truly save this city, he must hold the determination to fall to his death, plant his head down, and only then will he know how deep this abyss can be and how heavy this suffering can be.

Only then will he know how difficult it is to light a lamp here.