Since all these rules and superstitions are outdated, what's wrong with me indulging in some me

Fortunately, when Zhang Ping asked him if he could see "it," he didn't give a clear answer, otherwise he would have violated the rules right away.

There's also rule 5—

Please take the blue pill before starting work each day to ensure stable cognitive function.

Lu Changsheng frowned slightly. He didn't know if he had taken the blue pills before coming to this game.

Moreover, there is still no information about the attending physician, Zhou Ming. Where did he go?

Lu Changsheng's gaze shifted to Zhang Ping, who remained engrossed in listening, her body slightly leaning forward, her eyes unfocused.

This woman is no ordinary person; not only is she incredibly strong, but her actions just now were also highly suspicious.

She had just stopped herself from opening the drawer, saying she didn't want to be knocked unconscious and didn't want to go to the hospital.

This suggests that Zhou Ping may have been knocked unconscious, or witnessed a high-risk patient being knocked unconscious and sent to the hospital. Another point is that Zhou Ping knew there was an electric baton in the drawer.

Lu Changsheng closed the drawer again without making a sound.

Ms. Zhang.

Lu Changsheng guided the conversation with a calm tone, "Besides the singing and crying, what else did you perceive? For example, sight or touch?"

Zhang Ping slowly turned her head, her eyes fixed on Lu Changsheng.

"It keeps following me." She bit her slightly chapped lips. "But I can't see its face clearly. I think it can understand what I'm saying, and sometimes it even responds to me. But it seems to have a bad temper; it cries one minute and laughs the next."

Lu Changsheng nodded. According to Rule Six, he should now assess the severity of the patient's condition.

Looking at the medical records, Zhou Ping's condition should have already reached the intermediate stage, and she has already been prescribed three cycles of medication.

But obviously the drug had no effect on Zhou Ping. She could not only sense the existence of "it", but she could even communicate with "it". This symptom met the criteria for a high-risk condition.

According to Rule Six—

[When encountering high-risk patients, persuade them to voluntarily sign the "Informed Consent Form for Transfer to the Inpatient Department." If the patient refuses, forcibly knock them unconscious and send them to the inpatient department.]

"Ms. Zhang," Lu Changsheng chose a compromise approach, "you say you can see it, but I don't quite believe it. If you really can see it, then I want to know—what is its attitude towards me?"

Zhang Ping's pupils contracted slightly. She scrutinized Lu Changsheng, as if reassessing him.

The next second, Zhang Ping's expression changed, and she suddenly giggled as she pointed at Lu Changsheng's chest.

"Doctor..."

"It says you have a big hole in your chest..."

Her laughter sounded unusually jarring in the quiet consultation room, but it stopped abruptly in an instant.

"Inside the cave..." Her voice suddenly dropped, carrying a morbid excitement and the trembling of uncovering a secret, "There seems to be something there, Doctor."

A chill ran through the live stream room in an instant.

[What the hell? Brother Lu has holes in his body? I didn't see anything!]

[Damn, this guy's a psychopath, really crazy, really creepy!]

I actually feel sorry for her. What kind of torment has she endured to drive her to this state of madness...?

I just got back from Aokiji's live stream; it was all foggy there, I couldn't see anything.

What's going on? Is the system broken? Let me check.

Lu Changsheng was startled. In an instant, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He forced himself to touch his chest and took small breaths.

"Thump—thump—thump—"

The strong heartbeat calmed Lu Changsheng down a little.

He immediately thought of rule number two—

Rule 2: Do not trust any judgment a patient makes about you.

However, he was an expert in physiognomy, and from the time he arrived in this game until now, Zhang Ping's expression did not seem to be lying, especially her last sentence. Lu Changsheng truly believed that she had heard what "it" said.

"An interesting metaphor."

Lu Changsheng forced himself to relax, not wanting to become passive.

He leaned back in his chair, creating distance between his fingers and Zhang Ping's, his posture relaxed yet professional, as if discussing an academic concept.

"Many people who have suppressed their emotions for a long time or have experienced major trauma will develop similar somatic symptoms, such as a feeling of 'a void' in their heart. This may be a projection of your own feelings."

He knew he was skirting the rules, and admitting "its" existence was absolutely out of the question, but he still had to ask for the crucial information.

Zhang Ping shook her head, her eyes becoming strangely clear, and her emotions stabilized, the previous confusion and bewilderment fading away considerably.

"It's not a projection, doctor."

She spoke slowly and deliberately, “‘It’ said it saw very clearly. There’s a piece missing there. It’s been filled in by something else…”

She paused, tilting her head as if listening intently, and Lu Changsheng saw her expression turn ferocious again:

"It says you're weird..."

"Based on your symptoms, Ms. Zhang, I recommend that you be transferred to the inpatient department for more comprehensive treatment."

Seeing that Zhang Ping's eyes were starting to glaze over again and that she was becoming extremely anxious, Lu Changsheng said with a serious expression.

"There's 24-hour monitoring there, and more advanced equipment to help you get rid of it."

Zhang Ping's expression instantly twisted.

"No! I'm not going!"

She stood up abruptly, the chair sliding backward with a screeching sound.

"If you don't want to go, we can continue with outpatient treatment for now. Your treatment cycle has another week left. As long as you take your medication on time, you will definitely get better."

Lu Changsheng softened his tone.

"But you need to cooperate with me so I can help you. How much medicine do you have left?"

"Seven more pieces..."

Zhang Ping calmed down a bit and took out a small bottle of medicine from her pocket.

"Okay, to make sure you take your medicine on time, take one pill in front of me first. I'll keep the other six pills for you. You can come here every day to take one pill."

"Okay... okay, doctor."

Zhang Ping seemed to be calmed by Lu Changsheng's sudden request to supervise her medication. She unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured out a yellow pill, and swallowed it with half a glass of cold water on the table.

Lu Changsheng carefully observed her swallowing movements to confirm that the pills had indeed been taken before taking the medicine bottle she handed him. The bottle was slightly cool, and there were six yellow pills remaining inside, consistent with the description of "intermediate symptoms" in Rule Six.

He nodded, partly to supervise Zhang Ping taking her medicine, and partly because he wanted to see what the medicine was.

"Knock knock knock".

A knocking sounded suddenly, neither too loud nor too soft, exactly three knocks.

"Dr. Lu? Your appointment time is almost up."

A gentle voice came from outside the door.

"it is good."

Lu Changsheng raised his voice.

But Zhang Ping didn't move.

Her eyes were fixed on Lu Changsheng's face, her voice extremely low: "Doctor...can you really not see it?"

Lu Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. The warning from Rule Two echoed in his mind:

Do not claim that you can see or hear "it".

"Ms. Zhang," he said calmly, "you need to take your medication on time. The hallucinations will gradually disappear with treatment."

"It's not a hallucination."

Zhang Ping suddenly leaned forward, so close that Lu Changsheng could see his reflection in her pupils. Her voice was as soft as a whisper, yet carried an eerie certainty:

"It said...you're more interesting than Dr. Zhou. When Dr. Zhou passed away, the hole in his chest wasn't as big as yours."

Lu Changsheng felt his breath catch for a moment.