"Ji Ping, how are you feeling today?"
"Very well, Doctor. You're a good person, and your wife is beautiful too."
"My wife? You've met my wife?"
"Mm-hmm. Hasn't she always been following you? She even told me to keep it up."
"Is that so? I see. Shall we adjust your dosage?"
"Doctor, are you saying I'm hallucinating again?"
"Yes, Ji Ping. I'm afraid my wife has been at home the whole time. At least today, she isn't by my side."
"That's impossible. She's clearly right behind you. She even told me that you work very hard and asked me to be more understanding of your work!"
"Is that so? Not only are you seeing hallucinations now, you're communicating with them too. Ji Ping, this is an extremely dangerous tendency."
"Hallucinations? You say they're hallucinations, but they feel so real. Doctor, tell me—could you also be one of my hallucinations?"
"Ji Ping, don't think that way. That kind of thinking is dangerous. It'll make you unable to distinguish reality from illusion."
"Yes, Doctor. I can't tell them apart. I can't tell them apart!"
"The patient is agitated. Quickly, inject him with a sedative."
"No! I don't want an injection! You're the fake ones! You're the fake ones!"
"Why won't you believe me?"
"I really want to... I really want you to see the world I see too."
"..."
Ji Ping slapped his head. "Why am I suddenly thinking about things from the past?"
"It's all thanks to Mr. Jilan. Without him, I wouldn't have been able to let everyone see the world through my eyes."
He looked ahead, at the countless eerie figures shrouding Zhang Tianyi in the mist.
Ji Ping chuckled. "Welcome to my world."
Just then.
A sharp pain suddenly stabbed through his head, as if someone had dragged