This actor is full of tricks.

"Xiaoxiang, Xiaoxiang"

In a daze, Lin Jue felt someone calling his name softly in his ear. He shook his head and opened his eyes groggily. The first thing he saw was a blinding white light, which made him squint again.

Where am I?
Lin Jue looked around. The walls and ceiling were white, and everything was pale, giving him the illusion that he was in a pale world.

Beside him stood a gray-haired doctor, looking at him with a worried expression.

This puzzled Lin Jue greatly. He clearly remembered that he had just stepped into the mental hospital with King Yama and the others, but the door closed automatically and everything went black. When he woke up, he was in this environment.

Hallucination? Dream? Or something else entirely?
Lin Jue rubbed his head, quickly considering his situation in light of the current environment. The old doctor next to him gently nudged his shoulder and laughed, "Xiao Xiang, you're already dozing off during work hours right after starting this job. Luckily, it was me who saw it. If the department head had seen it, it wouldn't have been good for your future career."

Xiaoxiang
Sunny!

Lin Jue's mind cleared instantly, and he remembered that he had heard the sound of filming at the beginning of the scene.

Could it be that I'm filming a scene right now?
But this environment doesn't seem right. Judging from this office, the mental hospital is still operating normally. And where are King Yama and the others? How did I inexplicably move to this location and arrive here without anyone noticing, and even switch to a sunlit appearance?

"Xiao Xiang? What's wrong?" The old doctor gently nudged Lin Jue's shoulder when he saw that Lin Jue didn't respond.

Lin Jue glanced at the work badge hanging on the other person's chest.

Sanjiang Yongning Mental Rehabilitation Hospital

[Psychiatric Inpatient Department, Resident Physician, Zhao Yin]

Zhao Yin?

The name looked familiar, but Lin Jue couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Seeing the other person's concerned gaze, Lin Jue shook his head: "It's nothing, Dr. Zhao. I was just a little nervous yesterday and couldn't sleep all night. I just dozed off while sitting here. I won't do it again next time."

“Young people are bound to be nervous on their first job, and insomnia is normal. But you’ll need to adjust your mindset later.” Dr. Zhao patted Lin Jue on the shoulder, glanced at the time, and said, “It’s 7:55. Time to go on rounds. Come with me.”

Zhao Yin must be the kind of mentor physician one aspires to be.

Lin Jue nodded, picked up paper and pen, and Zhao Yin pointed to the clipboard on the desk: "Put all the patients' information on it, you can't leave this thing behind."

Lin Jue obediently did as Zhao Yin instructed, and after he finished preparing, he followed Zhao Yin out of the office.

The resident physician's office is located in the middle of the inpatient area, opposite rows of wards. The lights in the corridor are very soft, unlike the glaring lights in the office.

As Lin Jue and Zhao Yin stepped outside, they encountered a nurse pushing a small cart filled with various bottles and jars, including some sedatives. The nurse saw Zhao Yin and quickly approached him: "Dr. Zhao, the patient in room 3 seems to be getting worse. All the other patients in her room have been moved out. She just had another attack, and I had to give her an injection to calm her down."

“I think we should transfer her to the intensive care unit…” As she spoke, the nurse rolled up her sleeve, revealing obvious white marks on her forearm, indicating that someone had scratched her before coming down.

"Luckily, I had already trimmed her nails, otherwise she would have been scratched until she bled. The faces of the other patients who shared a room with her before were all scratched up."

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Yin took out a pen from his chest and wrote on the patient's information as he wrote: "I will communicate with the director tomorrow and reassess her mental state."

While listening to Zhao Yin and the nurse chat, Lin Jue looked around.

The environment here looks like a normal operating hospital. At the end of the corridor, visiting family members are getting hot water, and around the corner, you can see nurses at the nurses' station secretly watching short videos.

Everything seemed perfectly normal, but since this was the Otherworld, and Yongning Rehabilitation Hospital, this normalcy felt incredibly eerie.

"Is it another one like the one where the original creator recounts Yan Jun's experiences? Is this script actually based on Xiang Yang's experiences back then?"

"But this is too much freedom. In Yan Jun's experience, I forgot everything, and everything developed according to a predetermined trajectory. But now I have no amnesia, and all my actions are based on my own thoughts."

He reached out and touched the snow-white wall beside him, then scraped off a bit of plaster from it.

The sensation from his fingers told him that everything around him was real.

"Xiao Xiang, Xiao Xiang." Zhao Yin waved his hand in front of Lin Jue's eyes: "Why are you always spacing out?"

"You'll be going on rounds soon, which is a great opportunity for you to learn, so don't let your mind wander."

Listening to Zhao Yin's words, Lin Jue nodded with a look of understanding. This old doctor was actually a pretty good person.

“We usually start our rounds from the back, but we’ll give priority to patients with special circumstances,” Zhao Yin said as he led Lin Jue around. He tucked the pen back into his chest pocket and took a piece of paper from the splint: “This is the rounds record sheet. We record everything during each round. I’ll start recording this time, and you can watch. Tomorrow, you can try recording first.”

"Okay, Dr. Zhao." Lin Jue glanced at the record sheet, which contained a few main items such as patient information, health status, and room cleanliness. The work was not difficult, but it required great care, which was also the most basic responsibility of a resident doctor.

“Perfect timing. Nurse Li just mentioned the patient in room 3. Let’s go check on her there first.” Zhao Yin stopped outside room 3 and whispered to Lin Jue, “This patient in room 3 has somatic symptoms. She always feels that there is something wrong with a part of her body. But she is different from the patients we have treated before. This condition has made her very aggressive. She thinks about tearing off the body of a healthy person and putting it on her own body.”

Somatic disorder?

Lin Jue's expression froze. He remembered that when he entered the Black Street, he had encountered a female patient with the same symptoms. She was also talking incoherently about having a problem with her body and that her ability was to grow body parts that were not her own after her body was severed. In the end, he pierced her head and killed her completely.

Could the patient in room number 3 be that woman? (End of Chapter)