Had the medicine worn off?!
Chen Zhiyuan hurried over to help Qin Manjiang up and pinched his philtrum. Why had they switched at a time like this?
Although he had been hoping Qin Manjiang's consciousness would return to his body, Chen Zhiyuan still felt a little regretful.
As he thought about what Jiang Du had just said, he kept pinching Qin Manjiang's philtrum hard, completely unaware that Qin Manjiang's eyes had been open for quite some time.
"Keep pinching and I swear I'll drop dead on you."
His bright eyes open, Qin Manjiang lay in the crook of Chen Zhiyuan's arm, staring at him speechlessly.
"You're awake!"
Startled, Chen Zhiyuan hurriedly helped him stand. "Just now, you... that thing of yours..."
For a moment, he didn't know how to begin. Did Qin Manjiang himself know he had a second personality? He probably did, right?
Would it be a little presumptuous to discuss his second personality's theories in front of him...?
"What? Just say it!" Qin Manjiang urged.
"All right." Chen Zhiyuan let out a breath and recounted everything that had just happened.
Jiang Du, the hospital, the film, the Fourth Wall, the medicine they had yet to use... As he listened, Qin Manjiang gradually understood what had happened while he was asleep.
When his body and mind had been exhausted to the limit, he had already sensed another consciousness about to emerge, one he could barely suppress anymore.
He had some idea of what was happening. He knew there was very likely another consciousness in his body, and that consciousness was most likely Jiang Du.
But when Jiang Du's consciousness actually appeared, none of the aversion or resistance he had expected to feel had materialized.
Instead, there had been familiarity... closeness... like two branches of the same tree.
After recounting