Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The sunlight shines through the window onto the white bed.

Lin Qiye was bored and flipping through a comic book.

Wu Hen was doing radio gymnastics on the side, chanting: "One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four... Strengthen your body and reach the peak!"

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a young doctor in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walked in.

Lin Qiye looked up in confusion: "Where's Doctor Han?"

"Dr. Han has been promoted, and now I'm in charge of your... um... rehabilitation treatment."

Li Qihua pushed up his glasses and gave a professional smile. "My name is Li Qihua."

He walked to Lin Qiye's bedside, opened the medical record, and began routine inquiries.

"How are you feeling lately? Have you experienced any hallucinations or auditory hallucinations?"

"It's okay. Apart from the occasional eye-catching exercise by Wu Hen, everything else is fine."

Lin Qiye shrugged and glanced at Wu Hen who was doing the splits.

Wu Hen stumbled and almost fell flat on his face: "Brother, please leave some space for me so we can meet again in the future!"

Li Qihua calmly recorded the information and continued, "Do you remember... what you said before, about seeing an angel?"

Lin Qiye's eyes flickered for a moment, then he regained his composure: "That was all my delusion. I'm awake now."

Li Qihua nodded and asked some other questions in a calm and seemingly casual tone.

However, when he mentioned the words "cage", "tower" and "The Thorn Birds", Lin Qiye's breathing became noticeably faster, and the hand holding the comic book tightened slightly.

Wu Hen stopped his gymnastics and observed Lin Qiye's reaction with interest, as if he was watching a good show.

After the review, Li Qihua went to Ye Xiaofan’s office and reported Lin Qiye’s situation in detail.

"Commander, I feel that Lin Qiye's situation... is more complicated than we thought."

Li Qihua paused, "He seems to be deliberately hiding something."

Ye Xiaofan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, his eyes deep: "Continue to observe, and report any abnormalities in time."

Li Qihua nodded, turned and left.

When he reached the door of the ward, he seemed to have thought of something and stopped again. He looked through the glass window on the door.

He saw Lin Qiye curled up on the bed with his hands on his head, in pain.

Wu Hen stood aside, a meaningful smile on his face...

Li Qihua knocked on the door gently and walked in.

"Lin Qiye, are you okay?" he asked with concern, with a barely perceptible inquiry in his eyes.

"Doctor, I... my head hurts!" Lin Qiye held his head, his voice trembling, as if he was in great pain.

Wu Hen, standing by, munched on sunflower seeds with a calm expression, even whistling, "Wow, a performance worthy of an Oscar! It would be a shame if he didn't win an Oscar!"

Li Qihua glared at Wu Hen fiercely: "Don't make trouble! Get out!"

"okay!"

Wu Hen shrugged, whistled, and walked out, not forgetting to turn around and add, "Remember to give a five-star review, dear!"

Li Qihua sighed helplessly and walked to Lin Qiye.

Patting his shoulder gently, she said, "Don't think too much about it. It's all in the past. Forget those words, those... images. You're safe now."

Lin Qiye gradually calmed down, his eyes confused: "I... I really can't remember..."

"That's good."

Li Qihua breathed a sigh of relief and observed Lin Qiye's reaction calmly. "Have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

Walking out of the heavily guarded special ward, the concern on Li Qihua's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a serious look.

He walked quickly to the Medical Research Institute and knocked on the door of Ye Xiaofan's office.

"Reporting to the commander, I have completed my review of Lin Qiye."

Ye Xiaofan put down the documents in his hand and looked up at Li Qihua: "What's the situation?"

"His mental state is very unstable. He seems to have built his own world and is deeply trapped in it."

Li Qihua paused, his tone serious, "I tried to use some key words to wake him up, but he reacted strongly and... was extremely resistant."

''I'm worried... we won't be able to pull him out of his own world.''

Ye Xiaofan frowned, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and fell into deep thought.