The familiar progress bar panel flashed above Lin Qiye's head, like a screen with a bad connection, and vanished in an instant.
But Lin Qiye knew exactly what he had seen.
The hospital's Treatment Progress bar?
Why had a progress bar appeared above his head?!
Lin Qiye could not understand it. That fleeting progress bar was like a massive hammer smashing into his mind, turning all his thoughts to mush.
He had a Treatment Progress bar... What exactly did that make him? A patient?
How was that possible? If he was a patient, why was he not in the hospital? He clearly remembered being raised by his aunt's family from the age of seven or eight onward. Yang Jian could testify to that. Though his memories from before then were somewhat blurry, he had definitely never entered one of the hospital's wards.
Besides, if he was a patient of the Sixth Ward, how had he gotten out? How could he move freely outside?
No, Chaos seemed able to enter and leave the hospital freely even when its Treatment Progress was only 0%...
But no matter what, Lin Qiye firmly believed that he was not a psychiatric patient. He had no memories related to that, and the hospital was no longer in his possession. Why would a Treatment Progress bar suddenly appear out of nowhere?
Could something have happened to the hospital itself?
Lin Qiye stood in the bathroom like a statue for a long time. As if recalling something, he lowered his head to look at his palm.
"Could it be you..." Lin Qiye murmured.
The face of the little boy who looked almost exactly like him, whom he encountered every time he neared death, surfaced in Lin Qiye's mind... The boy's existence was a mystery. Lin Qiye had once