"Unconventional methods?"

"Use methods similar to forbidden places and forbidden objects to separate the two without hurting the soul." Doctor Li pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Of course, I don't know the specific details. After all, I have never met such a patient. I can only talk about it on paper."

"Okay." Lin Qiye sighed.

Lin Qiye had already thought of a way to separate the two souls from one body and make them two independent individuals. However, this method of separating souls without causing any harm was not something that could be easily obtained. Only a few special forbidden places and forbidden objects could do it. Unfortunately, forbidden objects could not be brought into the Gods' Mental Hospital...

It is destined to be a difficult and long process to completely cure Braki and Eden.

"But I think that since there is no rejection between the two souls, there is no problem in not separating them for a short period of time. However, there is one thing that must be paid attention to, which is their mental state." Doctor Li added.

"When two souls live in one body for a long time, they will bring potential mental pressure to each other to a greater or lesser extent. Timely relief is very necessary. It is best to let the two souls tolerate each other and avoid the occurrence of mental rejection."

Lin Qiye frowned slightly and nodded as if he understood.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand what Dr. Li said, and he had no idea how to "relieve" the problem. After all, he was just a half-baked doctor and couldn't be as professional as Dr. Li.

Doctor Li saw Lin Qiye's expression and raised his lips slightly. "Your case is too rare and the angle is tricky. I don't recommend you to study this problem too deeply... But if you are really interested in the study of mental illness, I can give you some of my notes. They record my experience in studying mental illness over the years, which should be helpful to you."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye's eyes lit up, "Thank you very much, Doctor Li."

Who is Doctor Li? He is the best psychiatrist in the whole of Daxia. For a half-baked doctor like Lin Qiye, this note is naturally invaluable. If he can understand it, it should be no problem to deal with the patients in the hospital.

Lin Qiye chatted with Dr. Li for a while, then turned back into the house. About ten minutes later, a nurse came in from outside holding a thick stack of notebooks.

"This is what Dr. Li asked me to bring to you." The nurse put the notebook on the ground. The thick notebook fell heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

Lin Qiye looked at the pile of notebooks that was almost as tall as a person and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't this too much?"

"A lot? This is only one tenth of Doctor Li's notes. He was afraid that your room wouldn't have enough space for them, so he asked me to bring one tenth to you first." The nurse had an expression that said "How come you are so unworldly?"

Lin Qiye: ...

No wonder Dr. Li, at such a young age, could become the best psychiatrist in Daxia. This kind of hard work is really not something that ordinary people can do... I don't know if the thick and dense hair on his head is fake...

Lin Qiye pulled out a stool, sat down at the table, looked at the pile of notebooks beside him, and fell into deep thought.

He definitely couldn’t take so many notes with him when he escaped from prison, but he didn’t know when he would be able to read and understand them all, and he couldn’t take these things into the Gods’ Mental Hospital…

Lin Qiye thought for a moment and came up with a plan.

Since he couldn't take these notes with him, he might as well copy them all in the Gods Mental Hospital. Anyway, he was trapped in this small room all day with nothing to do, so he could use these notes to kill time.

…

Asylum of the Gods.

Braki poked his head out of the room stealthily, looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly walked out holding the harp in his hand.

He walked straight through the corridor on the second floor, tiptoed up the stairs, looked out from the corridor, turned around and rushed into the first room next to the corridor like lightning.

Click!

The door is locked.

Crash!

The curtains are drawn.

Braki sat alone in the dim room and took a long breath...

He held the harp in his hand, a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. He lowered his head and gently plucked the first string.

bite--!

The clear sound of the strings rang out, and Braki immediately pressed the strings, and the sound stopped abruptly!

He walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and peeked out slyly...

Well, no one heard it!

Braki returned to his seat excitedly, cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and began to chant formally!

"Ah~ How..."

Bang--!

Braki choked.

The door was suddenly opened. Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, stood at the door. He was stunned when he saw Braki sitting in the corner of the dark room.

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other.

"Ah...ah...yawn!" Braki silently hid the harp behind him and pretended to sneeze.

The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, "...What are you doing in my dean's office?"

Braki hesitated for a moment, "Pay homage?"

"…"

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes and opened the door behind him. "I have to work. If you really want to recite poetry, ask Merlin to build a sound-absorbing barrier for you."

Braki's eyes suddenly lit up!

He took out the harp from his back and ran out of the dean's office like a gust of wind, "Thank you, dean!"

"Wait a minute!" Lin Qiye suddenly spoke as if he had thought of something.

Braki stopped and looked back blankly.

"Have you felt any discomfort in your body recently? For example, inexplicable fatigue or anxiety?" Lin Qiye asked, and then added, "Becoming unusually good-looking doesn't count!"

Braki was stunned, and thought about it carefully. "No, I feel energetic every day, as if I have endless enthusiasm to devote myself to poetry...but..."

"Just what?"

Braki's eyes gradually dimmed. He looked at the harp in his hand and was silent for a long time before he said sadly: "I miss my wife..."

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

"Well, I understand." After a moment, Lin Qiye slowly said, "Go ahead, I have to work."

Lin Qiye walked into the room and pulled open the curtains. Outside the dean's room, Braki was holding the harp tightly in his hands, like a frustrated boy, walking away dejectedly...

Lin Qiye sighed, returned to the table and sat down, copying down the first sentence on a piece of white paper:

"A patient once asked me if the world was real? If we cannot be sure of its reality, how can we be sure of our existence?

This question is very interesting. I think it is not important whether the world is real or not. What is important is whether there are some people or things that make us feel that even if the world is fake...

Then this fake life is worth it.

……"

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