At night, I lie on the hospital bed.

I close my eyes, my mind is in chaos, those messy, bizarre and frightening dreams and reality keep swirling into my slightly tired brain.

I turn over restlessly.

Damn it, that new male doctor does have some real skills.

He even dares to use hypnosis therapy to mess up my memory?

Ha!

Although I majored in biology in college, I also minored in psychology and architectural design.

And I have also obtained an international registered psychological counselor certification on my own.

My own willpower is still quite firm, nearly being confused by that male doctor messing up my real memory.

But to say there was no impact at all, that's impossible.

Teng Yu never cheated, that was just...

After a long time, deep into the night.

The lights in the ward are fully on, and I slowly open my eyes.

A male doctor in a white coat is sitting on the bed next door.

After tidying up the medical supplies, he turns back to look at me and naturally takes off his mask.

That face looks exactly like Teng Yu, except it lacks the conspicuous small red mole.

Seeing me awake, he curls his lips into a smile.

“How do you feel now?”

I do not answer, lying expressionlessly on the movable bed he pushed over, staring fixedly at the bronze pendant inadvertently exposed on his neck.

Eight heads, eight tails, blood-colored vertical pupils, covered in moss and cedar, with a blood-red abdomen.

I watch the man's back, slowly lower my head to stare at my clean fingers, and a mocking smile tugs at the corners of my mouth…