"Lin Qiye, your activity time has arrived." The orderly pushed open Lin Qiye's door and called out to him.
Lin Qiye nodded and followed the orderly outside.
"Did you dream last night?" Lin Qiye asked as they walked.
The orderly froze for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Uh, I... I did. Why are you asking?"
"Just curious." Lin Qiye spoke casually. "What did you dream about?"
The orderly's face instantly flushed red. His gaze began to wander as he replied weakly, "Just an ordinary dream..."
Seeing his reaction, Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing at the corner of his lips. "Are you sure it was just an ordinary dream?"
The orderly stiffened, then snapped in embarrassment and anger, "Why are you asking about that? Besides, why should I tell you?"
"You didn't dream about Old Dog Wu, did you?"
"??? Why would I dream about him?"
"Then never mind..." Lin Qiye thought for a moment. "Generally, how often do you dream about him?"
The orderly paused and pondered it. "Now that you mention it, it does seem pretty regular. Usually, I dream about him once every six days..."
"How many orderlies are there in this hospital altogether?"
"Seven, including me."
A glimmer flashed through Lin Qiye's eyes as realization dawned on him.
He had finally figured out how Old Dog Wu knew the discharge passphrase.
The two arrived at the transparent door, and the familiar voice sounded from the speaker once more:
"Employee number, please answer today's passphrase: What does the Lamp Bearer most want to eat today?"
"Pokémon-flavored Miaomiao Miaocui Corn Chips, so delicious even Bulbasaur says they're wonderful."
"Passphrase correct. You may proceed."
The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth lifted slightly.
He passed through the transparent door, stretched his limbs a little, and headed straight for