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Chapter 26 The Tyrant's Rebellious Spirit

Soon, the imperial physician's examination results for the purse came back:

It does contain a common prescription for sleep aids and calming the mind, and there's nothing wrong with it.

Normally, without the imperial physician's permission, no foreign objects should be brought into the Seventh Prince's room, in order to prevent aggravating his condition and causing an accident.

Liu Ying thought about it more deeply: Miss Sang Sang was the first person who survived when the Seventh Prince was alone by his side during his illness;

She was also the first person the Seventh Prince had ever asked to eat her cooking.

"It's just a purse. His Highness ate all the food she made, and there was no problem..."

Liu Ying finally made a decision. Out of caution, he consulted the imperial physician again to see if the sachet could be placed near His Highness.

The imperial physician's reply arrived quickly: Yes.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pushed open the door...

"You don't look well. Has your illness recurred?"

A cool, teasing female voice rang in his ears. Chu Jiang looked up abruptly and saw that annoying woman again—

Dr. Su sat behind the round table, casually scribbling with a pen in her right hand, looking at him with a gentle smile.

A flash of disgust crossed Chu Jiang's eyes: "Why are you here again?"

Qin Su remained noncommittal: "Of course it's because I realized you need me."

Unsurprisingly, this remark elicited a sneer from the man.
Qin Su: "Your modern medical methods are very backward. They can only suppress your illness and offer almost no help. Don't you really want to consider me?"

Standing by the table, Chu Jiang's fingers traced the cool, translucent surface. Hearing this, he lifted his eyelids slightly and coldly looked at the stunningly beautiful face of the woman opposite him:
"Say something different to me."

Qin Su's smile froze for a moment: "No."

The man scoffed and looked away, saying, "Then I have nothing more to say."

He leaned lazily against the table, his tall figure with a cold and sharp profile. His hand rested on the table, his fingers long and slender. He exuded a cold and world-weary aura, clearly indicating that he would not cooperate.

Qin Su clicked her tongue inwardly. A man with this kind of looks would be a top star in the entertainment industry, and a top courtesan in a club.

"Really? That's a real shame~"

A woman's languid voice rang out, and the next moment, the surrounding light pink walls suddenly changed, as if they were covered by a layer of light, technological film.

It moved—

Several people dressed in blue and white striped clothes appeared on the "wall," and they sat together.

Everyone is talking; it's so noisy.

The blue and white stripes fell silent after a short-haired middle-aged man wearing a white lab coat similar to Qin Su appeared and said a few words.

Chu Jiang's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with undisguised shock, and he abruptly turned to Qin Su:

"What kind of magic is this?"

Qin Su: "This is not sorcery; it's a technological product of our time—projection film. It uses the principles of light and shadow to present a pre-recorded story, making people feel as if they are there."

Chu Jiang's face was stern and gloomy, his whole body tense. He hadn't yet recovered from the woman's explanation when his attention was drawn to the conversation on the wall.

The short-haired man seemed to be doing a similar job to the woman. He was helping the blue and white striped girls analyze why they were disliked, and then gently and methodically instructing them on how to listen properly when disagreeing with others: "When talking to others, in addition to paying attention to the meaning of their words, you should also observe their body language, facial expressions, and emotions..."

Later, the next striped man mentioned that he often felt excessive anxiety, excitement, and irritability, and if he encountered someone at these times, he would lose control and want to commit violence.

The short-haired male doctor comforted him: "Violent behavior is related to a disorder of the body's immune system, and medication is needed in time. Manic patients often overreact to stress..." "If I meet you outside, I will definitely kill you."

Chu Jiang was clever and already knew what the woman in front of him meant by showing him these things.

In addition, these things she called "technology" made him feel fear and confusion for the first time outside of his illness, bringing him unspeakable pressure.

Qin Su laughed: "That's a real shame, you'll never see me in real life."

[Warning! Tyrant's favorability has plummeted! -10! -20!]

The system that was spying nearby almost exploded: "Is this some kind of joke?"
The entire "patient exchange meeting" lasted about an hour.

Given Chu Jiang's rebellious nature, he would naturally not comply with others' intentions once he knew them.

So even though he couldn't leave the dream, he closed his eyes and refused to look at it again.

Although this couldn't block the sound from the screen, every single word entered his ears.

Without realizing it, he gained a deeper understanding of "mania".

For example, the causes of this disease are quite complex. Factors such as family genetics, abnormal function of central nervous system neurotransmitters, and mental stimulation can all lead to mania.

The illness usually lasts for more than a week and can recur.

"This illness is best treated with rest. Avoid getting angry and stay away from people or things that might upset you."

The woman's cool yet gentle voice brought Chu Jiang back from his wandering thoughts. He opened his eyes, his cold and world-weary eyes filled with disdain: Did you even need to tell me that?

Those imperial physicians had said it countless times already.

Ignoring his rude attitude, Qin Su suddenly asked, "Do you like music?"

Chu Jiang shifted slightly, his eyes mocking: "Do you think I like it?"

Qin Su smiled, and her warm and alluring eyes gave Chu Jiang a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

"Now you can enjoy it. Music can soothe emotions. Anyway, your family is well-off, so find a musician to play for you..."

Chu Jiang interrupted her: "I'm only interested in the screams people make before they die."

Its main characteristic is that it is completely unyielding.

Qin Su wasn't angry. She already knew what kind of person he was, didn't she?
"Okay. Actually, it's not just music, anything that makes you feel comfortable is fine. I hope you'll change your mind next time we meet~bye~"

Chu Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar, dimly lit room.

He caught that faint, familiar scent again, turned his head, and saw an unfamiliar purse beside his pillow.

Upon picking it up, the fragrance I smelled in my dream seemed to come from it?

His eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Guards!"
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Oh dear, a month of hard work gone, all gone in one fell swoop!

The system was sighing again, but Qin Su ignored it. She was watching the replay of the dream healing session, observing the male protagonist's reaction, and checking for any omissions or errors.

But then—

[Ding—System notification: The favorability of the character [Chu Jiang] has reached 2%, points +100. Please keep up the good work.]

Qin Su didn't even look up: "Hmm?"

The system, however, was excited: [Host, Host! The Tyrant saw the purse you gave him! That little guard told him it was from you! So his favorability rating increased!]

Qin Su nodded and asked, "But didn't it only deduct 20 in the dream?"