Watching himself in the surveillance video, Chen Ge was gripped by deep fear. His expression was one of utter disbelief; his shock and terror were clearly genuine.
"Was that really me?" Chen Ge asked, his voice full of doubt and uncertainty. His eyes darted away, and he didn't even dare to look.
"Videos can be faked, but the wounds on your arms and fingers can't lie." Dr. Gao put away his white-cased phone. "No one wants to believe there's another person living inside them, but sometimes we have no choice but to face it."
Chen Ge sat dazed on the bed. His expression made it hard to bear the thought of disturbing him.
Dr. Gao watched him for a while, then couldn't help offering some comfort. "The crazier your second personality acts, the more effective our treatment is. He's afraid. He's worried that one day he'll disappear. Don't be too upset. Rest here and try not to put too much pressure on yourself. Treating mental illness is a slow process. There's no rushing it."
Chen Ge nodded slowly, seemingly still in shock. He didn't seem to have heard what Dr. Gao said at all, merely following the doctor's instructions on instinct.
"Stay in the Isolation Ward tonight. Once your condition stabilizes, we'll consider moving you back to the General Ward." After giving Chen Ge three white medicine pills, Dr. Gao prepared to leave.
"Dr. Gao..." Chen Ge turned to look at Dr. Gao, who had already reached the door. "Can my illness really be cured?"
"Of course. You need to have faith in the hospital and in yourself." Dr. Gao left after saying that, leaving Chen Ge alone in the isolation room.
The wounds on Chen Ge's arms had been treated and wouldn't get any worse. Perhaps because he had