The three of them have reached a consensus that they want to make their shared identity a useful member of society and a source of pride for their families.
But since the three of them share one body, even if the time can be allocated fairly, when it is calculated for each person, it is equivalent to losing two-thirds of their lifespan. Wouldn't they feel cheated?
Dr. Xiao asked them this question.
The three of them have different personalities, but they all gave the same answer: life is not only about length, but also about speed.
While most people have 24 hours, they don't use those 24 hours to do meaningful things.
But the three of them can.
They can make the most of their time, slow down their lives, and then distribute it equally among everyone, making every minute and second of their lives meaningful.
Dr. Xiao also discovered that some people live to be a hundred years old, but their achievements are not as great as those three who live to be in their twenties. So why care about the length of life?
This was the first time she had ever seen a patient with dissociative identity disorder be so rational. It was the most valuable case in her career, so she would continue to pay attention to their situation.
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That evening, Jian Chun was dragged to school by her parents again.
Tonight, Mom and Dad are going to the experimental field to pick samples, so they've asked Qin Yubai and Jian Zhizhen to keep an eye on Jian Chun's studies.
After Jian Chun recovered from her illness, she learned very quickly and has already caught up on junior high school knowledge.
After finishing the math test, Jian Chun was allowed to go out and play, while Jian Zhizhen and Qin Yubai stayed in the room to review the test.
All correct.
Chien Chih-chen was very pleased: "My older brother learns really fast."
"Yes, it seems his intelligence has truly recovered." Qin Yubai glanced thoughtfully at Jian Zhizhen. "Didn't we always remain unaware of what exactly happened when your brother disappeared back then?"
Jian Zhizhen exchanged a glance with him, understood what he meant, and nodded silently: "Mm."
She didn't believe Lin Zong's nonsense either.
Chien Chih-chen: "Now that my older brother has regained his intelligence, he might be able to remember what happened back then."
Qin Yubai looked out the window at Jian Chun, who was doing stretching exercises: "Go ask him."
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