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Upon hearing Qian Fu's words, Li Huowang did not reply immediately.

He first lifted the bowl of Pumpkin Porridge and took a sip, washing down the lettuce in his mouth. Only after carefully sizing him up and down for a while did he say, "Split Personality, right?"

"You could say that, but I'm different from other people with Dissociative Identity Disorder. I don't just have one illness. My other identity suffers from mental illness."

"Split Personality? And one personality is normal, while the other suffers from mental illness?" The more Li Huowang thought about it, the stranger it seemed. He could not help thinking to himself, Could this guy have severe delusional disorder that hasn't been diagnosed?

"I don't mean anything by it. I just wanted to apologize. Since my other identity didn't affect you, that's truly great. In that case, you eat. I'll be leaving." With that, Qian Fu turned and left.

"This guy's really sick in the head. If I'd known, I wouldn't have wandered around the intensive ward." Shaking his head, Li Huowang continued eating dinner.

Half an hour after dinner, he took his medicine. Then he sat in the lounge and watched News Broadcast for a while before it was time for lights-out.

Actually, if one did not count the effects of their illness, life in the Mental Hospital was quite healthy and orderly. No one could stay up late, nor was there any unhealthy junk food. The quality of life was clearly better than outside.

Even so, Li Huowang naturally could not sleep so early. There was no entertainment in the ward either, so he could only lie on his bed and stare blankly.

In his grogginess, Li Huowang began to feel a trace of drowsiness. He closed his eyes, just about to drift into