Lu Wenchuan was locked in the Medical Room.
Song Zhixia had set the access permissions herself. Two team members took turns guarding the door, and sealing lines had been added to the windows. Lu Wenchuan leaned against the hospital bed, staring at the Fixator on his wrist without speaking for a long while.
When Xu Zhihan came in, he was trying to take the Fixator apart.
Xu Zhihan stood in the doorway and watched for two seconds.
"Do you not want that hand anymore?"
Lu Wenchuan looked up and stopped.
"I'm checking the structure."
Xu Zhihan walked over and fastened the Fixator back into place.
"Done checking?"
"More or less," Lu Wenchuan said quietly.
Xu Zhihan pulled over a chair, sat down, and placed a file by the bed.
"The anchor sacrifice requires anchor blood, an anchor name, and an anchor wish. It has the anchor blood and the anchor name. Now it's missing the anchor wish."
Lu Wenchuan looked at the file.
"Then I won't consent."
Xu Zhihan said coldly, "You think it'll ask you?"
Lu Wenchuan said nothing.
Xu Zhihan continued, "Ji Heng, Lin Wan, True Shen Cheng, and my phantom will all appear on the Altar. It'll make you think that as long as you're willing to step onto the Altar, everyone can suffer a little less."
Lu Wenchuan lowered his head to look at the file, his features washed faint by the light.
"Knows me pretty well."
Xu Zhihan's gaze turned cold.
Lu Wenchuan looked up. "I meant it."
"You know yourself, too."
Lu Wenchuan fell silent.
Xu Zhihan placed the candy in its crumpled wrapper by the bed.
"Look at this."
Lu Wenchuan looked at the candy.
"What for?"
"If it really drags you in, remember when you see this."
"Remember what?"
Xu Zhihan looked