How to deal with Sun Wukong has always been a difficult problem in Lin Qiye's mind.

I don't know what this great sage has gone through to become what he is now. I can't communicate normally at all, let alone invite him out for dinner...

If you want him to open up his heart, you still have to work on it little by little.

Lin Qiye sighed.

"By the way, Braki." Lin Qiye seemed to remember something and turned to look at Braki who was crazy about fans. "Have you contacted Eden recently? How is it?"

Braki put down the bowl and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Dean. We write to each other every night. I tell her about my life here, and she shares her daily life in Asgard with me. We also agreed to invite you to Asgard together in the future to eat the fruits of youth that she planted with her own hands. She seems very grateful to you."

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then I'll look forward to it."

He raised his head to glance at Bragi's head, which showed that the treatment progress had reached 79%, and it seemed that he was recovering very well. Merlin next to him was at 90%. If you ignore his increasingly sparse hair, he was still a very energetic god of magic.

However, Merlin's recovery progress was too fast, and Lin Qiye was a little worried.

He was worried that it would not be long before he would have to leave the hospital like Nyx... Merlin was his second patient, an old man who took good care of him. Lin Qiye's usual "praise to the God of Magic" was not just lip service. In some aspects, the help Merlin gave him was no less than that of Nyx.

However, it is a good thing that he is recovering well. Lin Qiye can't just pull a few of his hairs, make him get sick a few more times, and force him to stay here, right?

"You guys eat first, I'll go check out room four."

After inspecting Merlin and Braki's conditions, Lin Qiye walked straight to the closed Ward 4 opposite, knocked twice, and then slowly opened the door...

The ancient ape in the cassock was still sitting quietly in the middle of the ward, like a stone sculpture, motionless.

Lin Qiye's eyes swept around. He did not touch the food that the nurse brought to him, but when his mental power swept over the jug of fruit wine beside him, his brows raised slightly.

The fruit wine...has been finished.

Is he drinking secretly?

Lin Qiye glanced at the top of his head. The treatment progress jumped to 2%, an increase of 1% compared to the last time he saw him...

Ever since the last time he talked with Sun Wukong and the other party gave him the [Somersault Cloud], Lin Qiye has been running around outside and has hardly had time to come back to check on his recovery. Now it seems that he seems to have thought things through a little bit during this period of time?

Well, that's a good start.

This time, Lin Qiye brought two pots of fruit wine. He sat down opposite Sun Wukong and placed one of the pots in front of him.

“Brother Monkey, I came here this time to thank you.” Lin Qiye smiled and said, “Thanks to your [Somersault Cloud], I was able to fly to that person’s side…”

Hearing these words, the ancient ape sitting opposite him trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened and stared at Lin Qiye.

He opened his cracked lips slightly and spoke in a low voice:

"Have you rescued the person?"

Lin Qiye paused, "No... but there is still a glimmer of hope."

The ancient ape was silent for a moment, "Okay."

"Yeah, at least I tried my best."

Lin Qiye smiled and raised the fruit wine in his hand, gently touching it with the fruit wine pot in front of the ancient ape, "Brother Monkey, drink!"

The ancient ape looked at the wine jug in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick it up, put it to his mouth and drank it all.

A hint of joy flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.

"Brother Monkey, isn't it said that Buddhists can't drink alcohol?" he asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Buddhism?" The ancient ape sneered, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Aren't you the Fighting Buddha?"

The ancient ape held the empty wine jug in his hand, looked down at his cassock which was shining with Buddha's light, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Fighting Buddha..." He muttered to himself, "It's nothing."

He put the wine jug in his hand heavily on the ground, looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, and slowly said: "Boy, this wine... is too light, change it to something stronger next time."

"No problem." Lin Qiye agreed immediately, "But... our strong liquor is all stored in large jars."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the door of the ward, "This door is too narrow, you can't get in."

The ancient ape frowned slightly. He looked at the narrow door for a while, and after a while, he spoke again:

"Then leave it outside the door. I'll go out and drink it."

"good."

A smile appeared on Lin Qiye's face.

Finally, the first step to trick Sun Wukong out of the ward was taken.

As long as he can communicate and go out, Lin Qiye has the confidence to cure him little by little.

He stood up with two empty wine jugs in his hand and walked towards the door. As soon as he walked out the door, he hesitated for a while and finally stopped.

"Brother Monkey." Lin Qiye stood there in a white coat, turned around and looked at him meaningfully, "If you want to tear this Buddhist robe apart, drinking... is not enough."

After saying this, he walked out and closed the door behind him, and the ward fell into darkness again.

In the darkness, a slight ripple appeared in the ancient ape's deep and dead eyes.

…

Lin Qiye walked out of the ward and breathed a sigh of relief.

After this and the last contact, Lin Qiye has roughly guessed Sun Wukong's situation.

It was not difficult to tell from his words that he did not agree with his identity as a fighting god and Buddha, and he seemed to feel deeply guilty, just like himself, deep in his heart. It should be that an important person died within his reach, which made him become the decadent appearance he is now.

But who is this person?

Lin Qiye could see that beneath the glittering Buddhist robe, hidden was an unwilling and angry demonic heart.

The reason why the treatment progress was improved last time was because he tore a corner of his cassock. In other words, if you want to help Sun Wukong with his treatment, the key is to let him tear up the Buddhist robe himself and completely release that evil heart?

Tear off the appearance and see the true self...

Lin Qiye walked towards the kitchen while guessing in his mind.

He promised to provide Sun Wukong with stronger liquor, but the hospital now only had fruit wine at most. It would take some effort to make stronger liquor again.

Fortunately, he no longer needs to worry about such trivial matters. After the establishment of the seven major departments of the Gods Psychiatric Hospital, there are sufficient manpower and each department has its own responsibilities. Matters such as brewing wine can be handed over to the catering department...

Lin Qiye walked to the kitchen door and saw that there were only two people left in the kitchen, a short and cute Ah Zhu, and a tall and mighty white bear.