The silly smile on Wang Shenglong's face had long disappeared. He erased the words on the drawing board, and a trace of pain flashed in his little eyes covered by fat.

"We are all monsters?" Chen Ge bumped into the door and felt pain in his back.

Hearing the noise in the bedroom, Dr. Gao and Wang Shenglong's family rushed over: "Chen Ge, what's going on?"

"I accidentally slipped and hit the door." Chen Ge rubbed his back and stood up.

"Is it serious? I have safflower oil at home." Wang Shenglong's old father did not doubt Chen Ge's words, and turned to the living room to look for safflower oil. But Doctor Gao next to him seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at the smooth carpet on the ground and said nothing.

"It's okay, don't bother." Chen Ge was helped up by Doctor Gao and walked out of the bedroom. Things were not going well. Wang Shenglong had concealed the biggest secret from everyone. It seemed that he was actively cooperating with the treatment, but in fact he was misleading everyone and concealing the real cause of the disease.

Why did Wang Shenglong do this? Did he have his own reasons?

Chen Ge clearly remembered the expression on Wang Shenglong's face when he wrote that sentence. He was helpless and in pain, but the most important thing was that he didn't want to change.

After moving his shoulders, Chen Ge suddenly realized that Wang Shenglong was much stronger than an ordinary adult.

"This guy looks harmless, but he is actually very dangerous."

Wang Shenglong was unwilling to tell him the truth, and Chen Ge could not use force in front of the man's father and brother. The most important thing was that even if he used force, he might not be able to win.

After much thought, Chen Ge had no choice but to pull Doctor Gao away. He wanted to ask Doctor Gao to find out the secret of Wang Shenglong.

Wang Shenglong's father sent Chen Ge and Dr. Gao to the door. When the two sides exchanged contact information, Chen Ge saw from a distance that Wang Shenglong, who was in a depressed mood, picked up the drawing board again in the bedroom.

He seemed to know that Chen Ge was peeking, so he sketched a few strokes and then stood the drawing board upright and pointed it at the door.

"What is it?"

There were several little people sitting in the room. A monster was standing on the shoulder of the shortest of them. The monster was bending over and looking around, as if it was about to jump onto the other little people.

"Is this a hint for me?"

Chen Ge wrote down the contents of the painting, and left Wang Shenglong's rental house with Dr. Gao. After going downstairs, they entered room 304 and prepared to take away Men Nan's daily necessities.

"Doctor Gao, do you think there is something seriously wrong with Wang Shenglong?" Chen Ge closed the door and made sure that the Wang brothers did not follow him before speaking.

"It's a bit abnormal." Doctor Gao spread out Men Nan's bed sheet and wrapped the quilt and mattress inside. "According to Wang Shenglong's father's description, the child's illness should be very serious, but the result of my inquiry is that the child does not have any mental illness. He has a sunny mentality and clear logic, which forms a sharp contrast with the dull smile on his face. A person with a quick mind cannot even manage his facial expressions. I can be sure that he is hiding something from me. This patient is very smart and good at hiding his true thoughts, but it's a pity that his performance is a bit deliberate."

Chen Ge didn't expect that Doctor Gao could also see it: "After all, he is a professional. But since you have already discovered it, why don't you confront his father directly? This should make treatment easier."

"How to handle the relationship between the patient's family and the doctor is a science. Don't think that his father is so polite to us today. If something really goes wrong, he will definitely stand with his child. It will be difficult to contact Wang Shenglong at that time." Doctor Gao carried the sheets and quilts out of the room: "Come and help, put the books and notebooks in Men Nan's drawer into the box. Those things are very important to him."

Chen Ge entered the bedroom and took out the books from the drawer one by one. When the drawer was almost empty, he suddenly saw a photo at the bottom of the drawer.

A woman in a hospital gown was lying on the bed, with a shy little boy next to her.

"Could the people in this photo be Men Nan and his biological mother?" Chen Ge was a little surprised when he saw this photo. Men Nan's mother was very beautiful without makeup, and there was almost no flaw to be found: "With such a beautiful wife, Men Nan's biological father is still not satisfied. He actually had the heart to separate from her for a long time and even cheated on her."

The first love letter in life came from a ghost. Chen Ge didn’t know much about the relationship between men and women. He just simply thought that Men Nan’s father might have psychological problems.

Chen Ge put the photo in the book, packed all the books, dragged the box and walked out of room 304 with Dr. Gao.

Coming out of Haiming Apartment, Chen Ge took a deep breath: "Finally I don't have to smell that stench anymore."

"As for the smell, it should be stronger here, right?" Doctor Gao looked strange, and he pointed to the pile of garbage outside the apartment building.

"Didn't you smell a strange odor in Wang Shenglong's room?"

"No, his house is quite tidy. It's obvious that his father has been taking good care of him." Doctor Gao sighed, "This child is quite lucky. At least his family members are helping him and staying by his side, hoping that he will get better."

"This family is really nice." One cannot fake the worry of relatives. Chen Ge could sense this. He dragged the box forward a few steps and suddenly stopped: "Family?"

"Isn't that right? Some patients' families just throw their patients into the rehabilitation center and leave them alone."

Doctor Gao misunderstood Chen Ge. Chen Ge was thinking about another problem at this time.

In Wang Shenglong’s last painting, there are several little people sitting together. The one with a monster standing on his shoulder should be himself, and the ones next to him are probably his family members.

The monster was about to jump onto the other villains. Did this mean that Wang Shenglong was also helpless? If he did something wrong, the monster might hurt his family.

Wang Shenglong's painting also proves from another aspect that after so many years, the two-meter-tall monster is still standing on his shoulders, and their game seems not to be over yet.

"The stench should be coming from the monster, but why am I the only one who can smell it?" As soon as one problem is solved, a new one arises. If one wants to find out the answers to all the questions, he may have to enter the third ward.

After putting all of Men Nan's things into the trunk, Dr. Gao drove Chen Ge back to New Century Park first.

As soon as he got off the car, Chen Ge received a call from Liu Dao.

"Brother, the time for Qin Guang's next live broadcast of soul-searching has been confirmed. It will be tomorrow night!"

"So fast? Do you know where his live broadcast venue is?"

"Muyang Middle School is where you went to live last time." Liu Dao said a familiar place name on the other end of the phone: "Qin Guang learned his lesson this time. He didn't copy your plot exactly, but asked someone to design a script. His behavior can only be regarded as following the trend, not plagiarism, and the platform can't do anything about it."

Chen Ge didn't say anything for a long time. Liu Dao thought he was angry. "Some things are indeed helpless, but we just need to do our own content well."

"I'm not angry, but if there's a chance, I hope you can say something to Qin Guang for me."

"What?"

Chen Ge looked at the horror house in the dark night and said, "Tell him that he'd better stop imitating me. If he continues like this, he might kill himself."