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402. In Yan Xizhao’s office on the fourth floor, a rare crowd of people gathered; even Michael came over to join in the fun.
Although Xie Qi had been in the hospital for so long and knew almost all the rules and "common sense", this was his first time to be involved in the treatment process. When listening to Yan Xizhao's instructions, he sat stiffly, and his seriousness was written all over his face.
"After entering Chen Jiaoyue's consciousness, there are three things to keep in mind: First, do not overstimulate the patient, as this could cause her consciousness to collapse and cause harm. Second, do not attempt to forcefully awaken her. The consciousness of the master of this consciousness is paramount. If you forcefully awaken her, she will be rejected and likely be sealed inside. Third, if you sense the consciousness watching you, leave it immediately. Do you understand?"
Xie Qi repeated it, indicating that he had memorized it, but he didn't quite understand the last part. "What kind of spying?"
"I have a feeling that things are going to get bad." Sheng Zhi, carrying a chair, walked past the trembling, sparking Michael with a hint of disdain and sat directly across from Xie Qi. He spoke in a very general way, "Anyway, it depends on your sixth sense. If you feel something is wrong, you can just leave."
Feng Qiwu explained the key point to Xie Qi, "Being spied on is enough to prove that the master is conscious. It's very likely that he's deliberately playing a trick on you. There's a high probability that he harbors ill intentions towards you."
Yan Xizhao took a sip of hot tea, confirmed what the two said, and asked Xie Qi, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"
"Not for now." Xie Qi shook his head.
"Okay, we will start the treatment in ten minutes, so get ready." Yan Xizhao put down the teacup in his hand, walked to Chen Jiaoyue's bed, and put the instrument on her forehead.
The waiting time was extremely long, so long that it made people uncontrollably nervous. In order to ease his emotions, Xie Qi glanced around the room: Wait, the things in the room are different from the last time I came.
The last time Xie Qi came, there were few things in the room, only the bookshelves were filled with books. This time, he swept the shelves clean and emptied a batch of books, replacing them with a new batch, all of which were books related to mythology, with a few thick notebooks sandwiched in between. There was also an extra wheelchair in the room.
Chen Jiaoyue's? No, that's not right. Chen Jiaoyue was wheeled up on a hospital bed, so the wheelchair should be on the first floor. And Chen Jiaoyue's wheelchair is the latest smart wheelchair on the market, but the wheelchair in front of me is very old-fashioned and looks like it's been around for many years.
Just as Xie Qi opened his mouth to ask, some fragments suddenly flashed through his mind.
In the long corridor of the hospital, a pair of hands turned a wheelchair and walked forward. After a while, the man turned his head, and his long silver-white hair was scattered in front of him.
"Boss!" Sheng Zhi retracted her hand and looked at him strangely, "What's wrong with you? You feel weird. If you don't feel comfortable, don't do it."
"There's a wheelchair there—" Xie Qi's words stopped abruptly, and he saw that there was no wheelchair as far as he could see, but he was sure that he had not seen it wrong just now, and he didn't know who had done what.
Xie Qi frowned, but in the end, he still focused on the important matters and did not make any unnecessary fuss. "I'm fine."
After Yan Xizhao adjusted the parameters of the instrument, he clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention. "Everything is ready, let's get started."
Michael fluttered his wings twice, tapped his temples with his fingers, and looked thoughtful.
"What did you show him?" he asked in his mind.
"Uh..." Pandora was silent for a while before replying, "It's already destroyed. It's unimportant."
That wheelchair was Pandora's first wheelchair, a gift from Xie Qi.
When he came to this world accidentally, his body without divinity was attacked by the backlash of divine power. He was clearly an evil god, but he couldn't even stand up. Not to mention bringing any power to others, he couldn't even save himself.
Although Xie Qi bought the wheelchair from a foreign merchant, all the inscriptions and spells related to repair and treatment engraved on the back were written by Xie Qi himself. As time passed, those inscriptions and spells gradually became ineffective and disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
"You are my patient, of course I will cure you, don't worry." Xie Qi's voice was still ringing in his ears, and the feeling of the touch brushing against his head also emerged belatedly.
But at the same time, it was Xie Qi who destroyed this gift with his own hands, and planned to exile him back to his original world.
Then, Pandora's Box opened the lid that bound it, releasing the evil contained within.
Pandora was recalling the past, and her emotions fluctuated greatly. She accidentally let Michael, who was watching her closely, see her memory.
"He gave to you and plundered you, so you and Lucifer hate Boss Xie as much as you hate the Lord?" Michael concluded slowly.
"Michael, don't peek into my memory." Pandora said with disgust.
Michael shrugged nonchalantly, "But you made a deal with me and insisted that I bring your consciousness here. This isn't the only thing you're going to do, is it?
——
Xie Qi closed his eyes and felt a sense of weightlessness. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a garden with a villa behind him. A servant whose face could not be seen was hanging things out to dry. She was humming a song, which seemed unintentional, but also like she was coaxing someone.
Xie Qi originally wanted to go into the villa to take a look, but suddenly the wind blew up the sheets hanging on the rope, revealing the other half of the garden. A little girl was sitting on the stationary swing opposite, holding a familiar Chihuahua in her arms.
Xie Qi remembered this Chihuahua, the one that Chen Jiaoyue had held in her arms when they attended the banquet before.
In the conscious world, time and logic are likely to be disordered, and they only extract things from memory according to the needs of the owner.
For example, the lonely little owner needs a dog to accompany her, so the Chihuahua that she raised after she became an adult appears in the little owner's hands.
The conscious world does not need to consider whether this thing exists at this time, as long as it exists in memory.
Xie Qi walked over. When the little girl heard the footsteps, she raised her head and blinked.
"Brother, you stepped on my mother."
Xie Qi felt his hair stand on end instantly, and he subconsciously took two steps back to make room.
"Mom asked me to thank my brother." After the little girl said that, she lowered her head and hugged the Chihuahua again, lost in her own world without saying a word.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Xie Qi stared at the ground he had stepped on before and felt as if it had really moved.
Just as he was thinking about what to do, the little girl suddenly giggled twice and looked at him funny, "Actually, I was lying to your brother."
"At my age now, my mother is still alive and not buried, so you didn't step on her." She asked Xie Qi with a smile, "So do you feel better now?"
Xie Qi: “…” Thank you, it’s even more terrifying when I think about it.
The little girl in front of him was undoubtedly Chen Jiaoyue. Although her eyes hadn't opened yet, one could still tell from the shape of her facial features. Strangely, Chen Jiaoyue was here, but he didn't see Director Chen.
"Dad went to find Mom." Chen Jiaoyue answered his doubts directly. She curled her lips and said slowly, "Are you still wondering why I'm here? Because I came here specifically to see you."
Xie Qi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He calmed down and asked calmly, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Because I want to see Xuedu again, but all I can remember is his disgusted and hateful expression."
"But I want him to be nice to me."
Chen Jiaoyue rambled on, "Since I was little, many people have said that my mother is crazy, that she's a lunatic, and that I'll be one too. They were wrong, my mother was just sick. When she was sick, she would strangle me, beat me, and say it was all my fault, that it would be so much better if I weren't there."
"When she's not sick, she's still very normal, but she still doesn't like me."
"Why don't you like me? Where should I even begin... Ah, you know how Chen Corporation went through a crisis that year and nearly went bankrupt? Then Dad won the bid and turned things around. Isn't that strange? How did a company that was marginalized like that suddenly win the bid? Did they steal someone's life?"
"Actually, it's nothing. If he was content, everything would be fine. But he wasn't. He started to become greedy, and he wanted more and more..."
"After I was born, my mother advised him to do good deeds for my sake, but he didn't listen. He became even more aggressive—my mother went crazy."
"Later, Dad's method didn't work anymore, and the company was on the decline again. But fortunately, Mom died at that time, and he found a new way."
"We live on our mother's back."
After Chen Jiaoyue finished her last sentence, the sky suddenly became gloomy. A "bang" sound was heard from behind. Xie Qi turned around and saw a woman falling to the ground, her life or death unknown. Blood was all over the ground. Mr. Chen was lying on the second-floor balcony in panic.
Xie Qi almost immediately thought of exiting the conscious world. As soon as he thought about it, his figure began to fade.
"It's obvious this is a setup." Chen Jiaoyue didn't try to stop him. She sat quietly on the swing and smiled, "See you later."
She said.
——
Xie Qi wanted to leave the conscious world but was stopped. He knew it clearly, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself outside the hospital.
"What's going on?" Logically speaking, the conscious world is constructed by the owner's memory. When Chen Jiaoyue came to the hospital today, she was already immersed in the conscious world, so this hospital should not appear in her conscious world.
Even if Chen Jiaoyue saw it, it was just a spur-of-the-moment glance, so it shouldn't have been so real.
"Thank you, Boss?" The girl's voice came from behind.
Xie Qi turned around and saw a girl in Gothic clothing with ankle-length curly hair and a colorful wreath on her head. There were several children following behind her. The children seemed very scared and hid behind the girl, peeking out quietly.
Xie Qi noticed that their eyes were red and fangs protruded from their lips; they were vampires.
The person in front of him was not Shura Ghost, but Anna, the original vampire.
Anna turned around and touched the heads of the children behind her one by one, then patted them and said, "Go and play by yourselves. I have something to say to Boss Xie."
"Okay." The little vampires ran away obediently.
Anna looked at them with light in her eyes.
Xie Qi and Anna had only met once, but the impression he had was clear. Behind Anna's elegance lay a deep weariness and world-weariness, completely different from her current appearance.
"Boss, is there really no other way?" Anna suddenly asked.
Xie Qi could only respond in silence to this incoherent sentence.
"I... understand." The light in Anna's eyes gradually dimmed. She glanced at the little vampires and stood up. "Perhaps, there shouldn't be any bond. Without it, I wouldn't feel sad for them."
"Why did you grant me immortality and the ability to empathize, only to take them away from me time and time again?" Anna muttered to herself as she walked out.
Xie Qi heard her last words, "A gift? No, it's a punishment."
Anna disappeared, and the vampire cubs also disappeared. Xie Qi sat there for a while. No one appeared again, and the scene did not change.
He patted his butt and stood up, looked at the hospital in the distance, got up and walked over.
The bustle came suddenly, and the scene in front of me changed into a bluestone-paved intersection. Rickshaws carrying passengers passed by quickly, and people wearing clothes from the Republic of China period were everywhere, and there were police teams patrolling with guns.
The bustling city center streets, where you can see the hospital just by looking up, are so realistic and detailed that Xie Qi wonders if he has strayed into another time and space.
After all, the hospital is the junction of time and space. People who come to the hospital for treatment come from different time and space. It is possible that one of the time and space is experiencing the Republic of China period.
But soon someone came over to chat with him, and as soon as Xie Qi saw his face, he realized that he might have been deceived.
"You look familiar, young man. Are you also going to this hospital for treatment?" Xie Qi looked up when he heard the voice, and was caught off guard by the other person's blank face. He was stunned for a second, then reacted immediately.
He is still in the conscious world, but it is most likely not Chen Jiaoyue's conscious world. As for whose conscious world it belongs to, Xie Qi doesn't know either.
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