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The friend who Fang Cheng mentioned as having some knowledge of mental illness was none other than Lin Chuqiao.

After calling her, she arrived at Jiangbei Hospital in less than half an hour.

"Is this the young lady? How long has she been unconscious?"

Lin Chuqiao arrived gracefully in a black knitted dress and high-heeled boots.

The first thing she said upon entering was to inquire about the patient's condition.

Fang Cheng led her to Wen Xin's bedside.

Wen Huiyi said with a face full of excitement:

"Doctor, my daughter has been sleeping for two days. Please, I beg you, help us take a look, please..."

The others also looked at this beautiful "psychiatrist" with curiosity and anticipation.

Lin Chuqiao didn't reply, but just stared at Wen Xin's face.

Then, she pried open her eyelids to check her pupils.

While observing carefully, Lin Chuqiao's eyes flashed, vaguely revealing a hint of blue.

After a long while, her face relaxed, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, the situation isn't the most serious..."

Hearing Lin Chuqiao's words seemed to imply something, Fang Cheng couldn't help but glance at her with surprise.

After examining Wen Xin's physical condition, Lin Chuqiao raised her eyes and looked at the people around her:

"I can try to awaken the patient's consciousness, but it requires a sufficiently quiet environment. There are too many distractions here..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we can leave right away!"

Ma Donghe hurriedly responded.

"That's not what I meant."

Lin Chuqiao, interrupted, shook her head and then added an explanation:

"I mean the environment of this hospital is not suitable. There are too many disturbing factors. For safety reasons, it's best to take the patient to my residence before starting treatment."

"Ah?"

Everyone couldn't help but be a little stunned upon hearing this.

Seeing Lin Chuqiao's expression was quite serious, Fang Cheng then said:

"I believe in Doctor Lin's ability. I'll take Wen Xin and go with her later."

With Fang Cheng's guarantee, everyone immediately felt relieved.

They didn't bother with the discharge procedures for the time being.

Wen Huiyi hurriedly put on a thick down jacket and cotton pants for her daughter, wrapping her up tightly.

Fang Cheng picked up Wen Xin, asking the others to wait for news in the ward for now.

Zhou Xiumei hesitated, glancing at the back of the beautiful doctor walking out of the door, then stared at Fang Cheng, and whispered:

"Brother Cheng, you have to be careful..."

Lin Chuqiao's lips curled up slightly upon hearing this, and she glanced back at this pure and lovely girl.

Did they think she was a man-eating monster?

Fang Cheng nodded to Zhou Xiumei, reassuring the uneasy Wen Huiyi again:

"Sister Wen, don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen."

Then, holding Wen Xin, he walked out of the ward with Lin Chuqiao.

Under the night sky, neon lights and stars shone together.

Lin Chuqiao held the steering wheel with both hands, driving steadily.

Fang Cheng held Wen Xin in his arms, sitting in the back seat.

"This girl is an Esper, right?"

Stopping at an intersection, waiting for the traffic light, Lin Chuqiao suddenly asked.

Fang Cheng was slightly startled, then nodded in acknowledgment.

Remembering Wen Xin's past performances, and that night in the warehouse, trying to awaken the crazed him.

If she wasn't an Esper, how could she have done it?

"That's right then."

Lin Chuqiao nodded:

"According to my speculation, the little girl awakened a special ability due to some reason, but she herself didn't clearly realize this, and no one gave her proper guidance, so she overused her ability, eventually causing excessive mental exhaustion, and her consciousness fell into a coma."

"Is it similar to Pan Wendi's situation?"

Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"Wendi is more special..."

Lin Chuqiao hesitated slightly, then said:

"He doesn't come from an ordinary family. Even if he has mental problems, as long as he is sent home in time, there will be ways to solve them."

Her answer seemed vague, as if she was hiding something.

Fang Cheng vaguely guessed something.

After a moment of silence, he then brought up another matter:

"You just said in the ward that Wen Xin's condition isn't the most serious, what did you mean?"

Lin Chuqiao turned her head to look at Fang Cheng:

"Haven't you heard about what happened in Xishan?"

"I know about this."

Fang Cheng's eyebrows twitched slightly as he replied:

"About two months ago, an explosion occurred at an archaeological excavation site in Xishan, causing a mountain fire. Because of this, the military even sealed off the Xiguan District for a week."

"Your circle is too small, and the information is too closed off."

Lin Chuqiao smiled and shook her head, teasing Fang Cheng, then explained:

"For ordinary people, whether it's the explosion or the mountain fire, those are secondary and don't affect their daily lives. That black rain is the most deadly and dangerous."

As she spoke, she looked at the constantly flashing red light ahead, her tone slightly serious.

"If the explosion was just opening a Pandora's Box, then the black rain is the disaster and plague hidden in the box."

"Since that rain, many people in Dongdu have experienced coma-like situations, and after waking up, their temperaments have changed drastically, doing terrifying things that defy common sense, and even their bodies have mutated, turning into inhuman states."

"That's why I said, if Wen Xin is just simply in a coma, then it's relatively easy to handle..."

Listening to Lin Chuqiao's explanation, Fang Cheng couldn't help but think of what the security guard at the hospital had said.

The two seemed to correspond.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked down at Wen Xin lying in his arms.

Seemingly fast asleep, her face was furrowed, and fine beads of sweat were still constantly seeping from her forehead, appearing quite painful.

Fang Cheng reached out and gently wiped away her sweat, thinking to himself, I hope everything will really be okay.

The numbers on the red light jumped, turning green.

The car continued to drive forward.

About twenty minutes later, they arrived at a residential area.

Looking at the garden-like environment of the community, dozens of brightly lit high-rise apartment buildings.

Fang Cheng realized that this should be Emerald Lake One, located in Jiangdong District.

As a university lecturer, Lin Chuqiao being able to afford this kind of luxury home, which costs nearly 100,000 yuan per square meter, it seems her family background is extraordinary.

After parking the car in the underground garage, Fang Cheng picked up Wen Xin and followed Lin Chuqiao, swiping her card to take the elevator up to Room A on the 21st floor.

Opening the exquisitely carved aluminum entrance door, what came into view was a spacious living room and floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

The decoration style of the entire house was simple and fashionable, and the furniture and appliances were also high-end brand-name goods, but the area was too large, and living alone seemed a bit lonely.

Lin Chuqiao led Fang Cheng through a hallway with ceiling lights, arriving at the innermost room.

As she pushed the door open, a melodious "ding-a-ling" sound instantly rang out.

Fang Cheng looked up.

He saw that it was pitch black inside, with many different kinds of prayer bells hanging down from the ceiling. The sound just now was made by them shaking.

This was a dark room, about twenty square meters in size.

There were no windows, no lights installed, and a circle of extinguished white candles was placed on the floor.

Faintly visible on the walls, including the ceiling, were densely packed yellow talismans and large and small black crosses.