The ink-stained quill pen was grasped by a hand, pausing on the paper.
"Mr. Lu Li?"
The doctor looked up, indicating the dark-haired man sitting across.
The view outside was hazy, shrouded in a gray mist. This scene seed to have happened before in mory...
"Mr. Lu Li?"
Lu Li, as if awakening from another world, responded to the call slightly clearer: "I am a detective."
The doctor slightly furrowed his brows, put down the dical record, and sighed: "What I asked was... recently there have been a lot fewer patients."
"Indeed."
Lu Li, waking from a daze similar to ntal illness, regained his rationality.
"So do you have any clues?"
Lu Li responded formulaically: "I am glad they are able to recover and be discharged."
"Hmm..." The doctor murmured noncommittally, "The nurse has been complaining about you these days... She said you’ve been wandering around every ward lately."
"That nurse seems to have so bias against ."
The doctor gazed into those unwavering black eyes: "So is what she says true?"
"I cannot confine myself to the ward. As a patient, appropriate distractions aid recovery, and I have been complying with the asylum’s rules."
The doctor overlooked Lu Li’s defense, continuing the topic: "The nurse told that those discharges were also related to you."
"Do you believe it?"
Lu Li seed puzzled, tilting his head slightly, "I am just a patient. The patients’ recoveries are because of your treatnt, not ."
The doctor’s face ford a smile, quickly reined in: "But indeed, so patients were discharged after interacting with you."
"I don’t know. But I thought as a doctor, you would be happy to see patients recover."
"Ahem... Of course, I’m happy for them." The doctor used a cough to mask embarrassnt, continuing to ask: "And what’s about the stolen patient list?"
"The head nurse can vouch for ; I only picked it up when I saw it fell to the ground."
"I stand by you in principle. However..." The doctor leaned forward, reminding Lu Li, "Do you know, the third floor already has empty rooms."
After a brief silence, Lu Li said: "I will avoid conflicts with the nurse moving forward..."
But Lu Li was no longer adverse to being moved to the third floor. He had a flashlight for night activities, and nearly half of the patients on the second floor had been sent away by him.
"You are very clever."
The doctor clasped the quill pen stuck in the ink bottle, picked up the dical record again, wrapping up this pre-consultation talk, "You have been hospitalized for... two weeks, feeling any better?"
"I feel like I’m recovering."
In reality, Lu Li had no mory of receiving treatnt, nor any sign of recovery... But this asylum made him unwilling to linger too long, even if it was truly treating him—
Then without warning, Lu Li pictured so patients resisting doctors... Is he like them now?
Suddenly, the doctor asked: "Can you still see the thick fog?"
"No. Today happens to be my favorite rainy day." Lu Li calmly answered.
In the subsequent questions, Lu Li responded as vaguely as possible—because he didn’t know anything. This approach resulted in not being considered by the doctor as fit for discharge—nor did it imply deterioration.
Knock knock knock—
The sudden knocking paused the consultation.
"Co in."
The office door opened, a nurse carrying a large teddy appeared outside the door.
"Why earlier?" The doctor puzzled asked.
"You went overti."
"Alright then, let’s end here for today, Mr. Luli."
The doctor closed the dical record, and after the nurse placed the teddy on the sofa, gently said: "Poor child, so pitiful... such clear coffee-colored eyes, yet unable to see."
Lu Li looked at the teddy, unable to claim it didn’t have eyes.
"We are the sa." The teddy, indifferent to whoever spoke, rudely insulted, "I can’t see things, and you can’t see your wife in bed with a lover right now."
"Uh..."
"I’ll be leaving now." Lu Li said.
The teddy’s attention fell on him: "Don’t you fucking forget the fucking promise you fucking made !"
"Don’t mind her; she has Tourette’s syndro." The doctor explained.
"Yes, yes, a lover jerking while spewing vulgarities on your wife."
As Lu Li was about to step out of the profanity-laden office, he suddenly stopped: "May I ask a question?"
"Go ahead."
The doctor, relieved like being saved, promptly said.
"Why does the nurse seem to dislike ?"
"I also don’t kno... uh... dical staff are very professional; they wouldn’t dislike any patient."
The formulaic answer wasn’t what Lu Li sought. Lu Li didn’t linger and kindly closed the door for the doctor.
Lu Li followed the nurse back to the second floor, asking: "Did you hear everything?"
The nurse ignored Lu Li, directly stepping onto the stairs to the third floor.
Returning to the familiar environnt, Lu Li exhaled, intending to visit Aidanvoya first, unexpectedly seeing room 203’s door open.
[203: Remnant of the Drowned; Stone Demon; Mrs. Slav]
Obviously, addressing the remnant of the Drowned’s theft issue is of higher priority. Besides, there were still two patients in room 203 he had yet to interact with.
Regarding the remnant of the Drowned attacking him again...
"Head Nurse?"
"What’s wrong, child?"
From behind the curtain ca the head nurse’s hoarse inquiry.
"Just checking if you’re here."
With backing, Lu Li directly entered room 203. Upon his entry, the remnant of the Drowned curled up on the bed, as if Lu Li was the aggressor.
In the corner of his eye, the other two patients were observed: one covered in muscles like stones, Lu Li once saw its illusion when serving as a guard, another like a werewolf with muscular knots, lush body hair, clad in a floral dress.
"Were you the one who tore its clothes?" a rough voice rang out.
It was dayti now, with the head nurse outside, Lu Li fearlessly stared at the Stone Demon: "Are you accomplices?"
The Stone Demon clumsily waved his hand: "I didn’t an to stand up for it. It’s just that ever since it ca back, it has been crying non-stop, driving crazy..."
Lu Li’s gaze skimd over the "crying" curled-up remnant of the Drowned, looking at the other patient—from the mont he entered, she... it had been staring at him steadily.
"Do you need help?" Lu Li first asked the Stone Demon.
"Help? ?" The Stone Demon moved his stone head, raising a stone finger producing a friction sound, pointing at the remnant of the Drowned: "Can you make it stop crying?"
Lu Li still overlooked the remnant of the Drowned, turning to look at Mrs. Slav. The woman, stout as a brown bear, was drooling from her lips.
"Are you hungry?"
"Just drooling seeing you." Mrs. Slav’s eyes nested in her fat unhidden greed: "Do you have a girlfriend—"
"Yes."
Lu Li had no mory regarding a "girlfriend," but at this mont, he had to have one.
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