"Name?"
"..."
"Name?"
"His name is Lin Qiye."
"I know his name is Lin Qiye!"
In the empty consultation room, Dr. Li glared at Wu Quan beside him. "I'm checking whether he's conscious. This is already his second time being a patient at our hospital. His name is Lin Qiye—did you really need to remind me?"
Wu Quan gave a cold snort and turned his head away, looking somewhat aggrieved.
Dr. Li looked once more at the motionless Lin Qiye in the seat across from him. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again. "Since you don't want to answer... let's skip the earlier questions. Lin Qiye, during the time your soul left your body and you were unconscious, what did you see?"
Lin Qiye kept his head lowered and remained silent, his eyes somewhat vacant.
Seeing this, Dr. Li shook his head helplessly and rose from his seat.
"Wu Quan, help him. Come with me to the psychiatric radiology department. He needs a thorough examination."
"Why should I listen to you?"
"You were the one who asked to be my assistant. Of course this is your job. If you regret it, go back to your cell and put yourself in solitary confinement."
Wu Quan let out a long sigh and obediently stood up, reaching out to support Lin Qiye.
But before his hand could touch Lin Qiye's body, the latter stood up on his own and silently followed behind Dr. Li toward the psychiatric radiology department.
Wu Quan froze where he stood.
"Dr. Li..."
Wu Quan was about to say something when Dr. Li turned back and saw this. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head at Wu Quan, signaling him not to make a sound.
Then Dr. Li led Lin Qiye, who walked like a puppet,