Inside the room, the soft rustle of Yi Donglai slowly turning pages could be heard. The pages recorded everything Li Huowang had just told him in detail.
After waiting for over ten minutes, Yi Donglai raised his head. "So it's because of all this that you believe you're Ji Zai, the Heavenly Dao that governs bewilderment?"
"Mm." Li Huowang, dressed in a Blue and White Patient Uniform, lowered his head and nodded with his hands clasped together.
"Did you take your medication today?"
"I did."
"Let me confirm this again. Are you truly willing to cooperate with my treatment? In the Mental Domain, a patient's state of mind plays a decisive role in treatment." Yi Donglai took out his phone, turned on the recorder, and set it beside him.
"Of course. Otherwise, why would I be wasting my breath here with you? I'm sick. I need your treatment."
"No, Li Huowang, you haven't understood what I mean. This willingness must come from the bottom of your heart. You absolutely cannot run away from it."
"I, Li Huowang, have never run away!"
"Li Huowang, don't speak too soon. I've seen many patients who, even when they vaguely knew it was an illusion, pretended not to see it."
"After all, compared to hallucinations, reality is far too cruel. Instinct drives them to hide inside their hallucinations and refuse to come out."
"It's like forcing a supreme god who governs the order of heaven and earth to admit that he is a useless young man—blind in one eye, a high school dropout, and suffering from severe mental problems."
After saying that, Yi Donglai paused, giving Li Huowang ample time to think it over.
"Don't worry about that. That place definitely isn't some comfort zone. That place is far, far crueler than reality." Remembering