The Other Shore had fallen into the mortal world.
At that moment, Fu Qian did something very simple: he tossed the sufferer who had just been freed right back out of the Other Shore.
And in the time it took to go there and back, Brain Dance had already ended. The person in question had quieted down, showing no unusual reaction throughout the process, and was emotionally stable.
The audience, however, was not quiet.
With just a few casual words, what had been missing was restored, and the gloom dispersed.
Anyone with even a little sensitivity could surely sense the air of a perfectly happy ending.
The problem was, several of the audience members had more than just a little sensitivity.
"Professor Fu..."
Wen Li, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines all this time, was even the first to look over and call out to him.
That wasn't too surprising. The earlier examination had confirmed that she wasn't one of Brain Dance's victims, so it was only natural for her to react a little faster.
In fact, looking at the whole situation, she was Brain Dance's greatest beneficiary.
She certainly lived up to her status as the Chosen One. Her luck was truly unreasonable.
And precisely because of that, Wen Li should have been the most objective observer of the entire treatment process.
The strange parts of it would have been hard for her to ignore.
Like the sufferer's departure and return.
Perhaps a demigod was the only one who could perceive what had happened, but the abnormal reactions just now had been real enough.
Or think about it for a moment... When asked who he should treat, why hadn't Old Man Weilong known?
And more than that, with the patient's skull blown open, why had Professor Yang