Inside the room, the sound of Yi Donglai slowly flipping through papers echoed, recording everything Li Huowang had just told him in detail.
After waiting for over ten minutes, Yi Donglai lifted his head. "So because of these, you felt you were Ji Zai, in charge of the Heavenly Dao of confusion?"
"Hmm..." Li Huowang, dressed in blue and white patient clothes, hung his head and nodded with his hands crossed.
"Did you take your medicine today?"
"Yes."
"Confirm once more, do you sincerely intend to cooperate with my treatment now? In the realm of mental health, the patient's mindset plays a decisive role in the treatment." Yi Donglai pulled out his phone, opened the recording app, and placed it aside.
"Of course, otherwise, why would I waste time talking to you here? I'm ill, and I need your treatment."
"No, Li Huowang, you did not understand my meaning. This willingness has to come from deep within you without any avoidance."
"I, Li Huowang, never avoid!"
