In the dimly lit hospital, six rooms stood, but only the first one could be opened.
Was it designed to be the "openable" one, or was it like the door Lin Qiyue had been knocking on for five years, requiring his enhanced spiritual perception to unlock?
After knocking on the door for five years, Lin Qiyue's spiritual senses were enhanced, allowing him to open the door and enter the hospital.
Would the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth rooms also require his enhanced abilities to open?
Lin Qiyue was uncertain, but he had no time to dwell on these questions now.
Before him, the door of the room that had been sealed was slowly opening.
The room was not spacious, with dim lighting. In the center of the room, there was a chair, and on the chair sat a woman in a black sand dress, staring blankly ahead.
Apart from this person, a chair, and the dimly lit room, there was nothing else.
Lin Qiyue cautiously approached the door, thought for a moment, put on an official smile, and waved to the woman inside.
"Hello, I am Lin Qiyue."
Regardless of who she was, being polite couldn't go wrong. As the saying goes, it's better to extend a hand than to strike a smiling face. Being polite might not be a bad idea, even if she was a deity.
However, Lin Qiyue's smile froze outside. The woman in black remained motionless like a statue.
Lin Qiyue gritted his teeth and walked directly into the room.
The moment he stepped into the room, text appeared on the wall behind the black-clad woman.
"
Room 1.
Patient: Nyx.
Task: Help Nyx treat her mental illness. Upon reaching specified progress (1%, 50%, 100%), randomly extract some of Nyx's abilities.
Current treatment progress: 0%
"
"Nyx?" Lin Qiyue read the text on the wall and took a sharp breath.
Although he wasn't very familiar with mythology, he had heard of Nyx, the goddess of the night, one of the five primordial gods in ancient Greek mythology. This was one of the top-ranking deities in the mythological hierarchy!
So, the seemingly vacant woman before him was the renowned Goddess of the Night?
With her high and elegant demeanor, flawless features, smooth black hair cascading like a waterfall behind her, and the deep black stardust dress accentuating her fair skin, she surpassed any historical empress in presence.
Nyx, she was both a goddess and an empress.
The empress of the night!
Lin Qiyue rubbed his chin, carefully examining Nyx up close. Having witnessed a deity before, he felt that something was missing compared to the radiant angel on the moon.
Divinity? Power? Authority?
Or perhaps all of the above?
Lin Qiyue didn't know, but he could guess that Nyx's current condition was somehow related to her illness.
But she was a deity!
A deity standing at the top of the mythological hierarchy!
How could she be ill?
Was her illness natural, or was it... induced by someone?
If it was natural, Lin Qiyue found it hard to believe. But if it was caused by someone... he couldn't fathom who or what could make the Goddess of the Night fall ill.
And a mental illness, no less.
According to the text on the wall, Lin Qiyue now needed to try to help Nyx recover. But what kind of illness did she have?
As a former "mental patient," Lin Qiyue had some knowledge of mental illnesses, broadly categorized as depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia, delusional disorder, and more.
To help Nyx, he first needed to determine the specific illness she was suffering from.
After contemplating for a moment, Lin Qiyue squatted in front of Nyx and waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Can you hear me?" Lin Qiyue whispered softly into Nyx's ear.
Suddenly, Nyx's body trembled, startling Lin Qiyue, who instinctively took a few steps back.
Then, Nyx's head stiffly turned towards Lin Qiyue, and her vacant gaze stared directly at him.
Lin Qiyue swallowed hard, not daring to move.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Just as Lin Qiyue felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand, Nyx's gaze underwent a transformation.
From blank to confusion,
From confusion to astonishment,
From astonishment to tears welling up!
Nyx's body trembled slightly, tears swirled in her eyes, and her lips opened with difficulty.
Choking for a long time,
In a hoarse voice, she spoke:
"I finally found you... my child!"
In that moment, Lin Qiyue felt an electric current rushing from his feet to his brain, leaving his mind in a state of shock!
Her?
Me?
Child?
Huh???
Lin Qiyue indeed couldn't remember what his parents looked like. After all, they entrusted him to his aunt after his birth and disappeared.
But...
His mother should be, possibly, a human.
Not the Goddess of the Night.
Wait a minute! How did this foreign Goddess of the Night speak Chinese?!
Oh, right, this is a dream, and understanding the language of gods in a dream doesn't seem strange. Perhaps this is a transmission of brain waves?
While Lin Qiyue was lost in his thoughts, Nyx stood up, opened her arms, and staggered towards Lin Qiyue!
As she ran faster and faster, her expression became more and more excited!
At this moment, Lin Qiyue's mind was already a mess, and subconsciously, he opened his arms, wanting to embrace the Goddess of the Night.
However,
The Goddess of the Night ran past Lin Qiyue and hugged...
A small vase on the windowsill behind him.
Nyx tightly embraced the vase, tears streaming down. "My child... you're still alive. I finally found you!"
Lin Qiyue:...???
Then, Nyx's gaze fell on the chair she had been sitting on for who knows how long.
After a moment of daze,
She rushed forward, hugging the chair and the vase again, crying out loud.
"Hypnos! My child, you're also here!!"
The disheveled Lin Qiyue stood there like a statue, watching Nyx consecutively recognize the vase, chair, wall, and air as her child, crying profusely.
Lin Qiyue: I think I might know where her illness lies...
It's not a light illness...
...
In the early morning, Lin Qiyue woke up from his dream, gazing at the bald ceiling, sighing helplessly.
After spending the night with Nyx, Lin Qiyue felt like he was not in good shape.
Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly made a light sound.
In his mind, the mental hospital shrouded in mist was floating, and there seemed to be a close connection between him and the hospital.
Now, he didn't need to sleep; he could connect his consciousness to the mental hospital at any time.
This was the benefit of opening the door, right? Lin Qiyue would try to connect his consciousness to the mental
hospital, and he would immediately sense everything happening inside.
Of course, those five sealed rooms were still unreachable.
At this moment, Nyx in the yard was hugging the vase and chair, talking to the empty air beside her, saying who knows what.
Lin Qiyue sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes in frustration.
"Treat the illness, treat the illness... I'm not a doctor. How am I supposed to help her get better?"
Suddenly, Lin Qiyue's eyes lit up as if he had thought of something.
He squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.
In the dimly lit hospital, six rooms stood, but only the first one could be opened.
Was it designed to be the "openable" one, or was it like the door Lin Qiyue had been knocking on for five years, requiring his enhanced spiritual perception to unlock?
After knocking on the door for five years, Lin Qiyue's spiritual senses were enhanced, allowing him to open the door and enter the hospital.
Would the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth rooms also require his enhanced abilities to open?
Lin Qiyue was uncertain, but he had no time to dwell on these questions now.
Before him, the door of the room that had been sealed was slowly opening.
The room was not spacious, with dim lighting. In the center of the room, there was a chair, and on the chair sat a woman in a black sand dress, staring blankly ahead.
Apart from this person, a chair, and the dimly lit room, there was nothing else.
Lin Qiyue cautiously approached the door, thought for a moment, put on an official smile, and waved to the woman inside.
"Hello, I am Lin Qiyue."
Regardless of who she was, being polite couldn't go wrong. As the saying goes, it's better to extend a hand than to strike a smiling face. Being polite might not be a bad idea, even if she was a deity.
However, Lin Qiyue's smile froze outside. The woman in black remained motionless like a statue.
Lin Qiyue gritted his teeth and walked directly into the room.
The moment he stepped into the room, text appeared on the wall behind the black-clad woman.
"
Room 1.
Patient: Nyx.
Task: Help Nyx treat her mental illness. Upon reaching specified progress (1%, 50%, 100%), randomly extract some of Nyx's abilities.
Current treatment progress: 0%
"
"Nyx?" Lin Qiyue read the text on the wall and took a sharp breath.
Although he wasn't very familiar with mythology, he had heard of Nyx, the goddess of the night, one of the five primordial gods in ancient Greek mythology. This was one of the top-ranking deities in the mythological hierarchy!
So, the seemingly vacant woman before him was the renowned Goddess of the Night?
With her high and elegant demeanor, flawless features, smooth black hair cascading like a waterfall behind her, and the deep black stardust dress accentuating her fair skin, she surpassed any historical empress in presence.
Nyx, she was both a goddess and an empress.
The empress of the night!
Lin Qiyue rubbed his chin, carefully examining Nyx up close. Having witnessed a deity before, he felt that something was missing compared to the radiant angel on the moon.
Divinity? Power? Authority?
Or perhaps all of the above?
Lin Qiyue didn't know, but he could guess that Nyx's current condition was somehow related to her illness.
But she was a deity!
A deity standing at the top of the mythological hierarchy!
How could she be ill?
Was her illness natural, or was it... induced by someone?
If it was natural, Lin Qiyue found it hard to believe. But if it was caused by someone... he couldn't fathom who or what could make the Goddess of the Night fall ill.
And a mental illness, no less.
According to the text on the wall, Lin Qiyue now needed to try to help Nyx recover. But what kind of illness did she have?
As a former "mental patient," Lin Qiyue had some knowledge of mental illnesses, broadly categorized as depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia, delusional disorder, and more.
To help Nyx, he first needed to determine the specific illness she was suffering from.
After contemplating for a moment, Lin Qiyue squatted in front of Nyx and waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Can you hear me?" Lin Qiyue whispered softly into Nyx's ear.
Suddenly, Nyx's body trembled, startling Lin Qiyue, who instinctively took a few steps back.
Then, Nyx's head stiffly turned towards Lin Qiyue, and her vacant gaze stared directly at him.
Lin Qiyue swallowed hard, not daring to move.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Just as Lin Qiyue felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand, Nyx's gaze underwent a transformation.
From blank to confusion,
From confusion to astonishment,
From astonishment to tears welling up!
Nyx's body trembled slightly, tears swirled in her eyes, and her lips opened with difficulty.
Choking for a long time,
In a hoarse voice, she spoke:
"I finally found you... my child!"
In that moment, Lin Qiyue felt an electric current rushing from his feet to his brain, leaving his mind in a state of shock!
Her?
Me?
Child?
Huh???
Lin Qiyue indeed couldn't remember what his parents looked like. After all, they entrusted him to his aunt after his birth and disappeared.
But...
His mother should be, possibly, a human.
Not the Goddess of the Night.
Wait a minute! How did this foreign Goddess of the Night speak Chinese?!
Oh, right, this is a dream, and understanding the language of gods in a dream doesn't seem strange. Perhaps this is a transmission of brain waves?
While Lin Qiyue was lost in his thoughts, Nyx stood up, opened her arms, and staggered towards Lin Qiyue!
As she ran faster and faster, her expression became more and more excited!
At this moment, Lin Qiyue's mind was already a mess, and subconsciously, he opened his arms, wanting to embrace the Goddess of the Night.
However,
The Goddess of the Night ran past Lin Qiyue and hugged...
A small vase on the windowsill behind him.
Nyx tightly embraced the vase, tears streaming down. "My child... you're still alive. I finally found you!"
Lin Qiyue:...???
Then, Nyx's gaze fell on the chair she had been sitting on for who knows how long.
After a moment of daze,
She rushed forward, hugging the chair and the vase again, crying out loud.
"Hypnos! My child, you're also here!!"
The disheveled Lin Qiyue stood there like a statue, watching Nyx consecutively recognize the vase, chair, wall, and air as her child, crying profusely.
Lin Qiyue: I think I might know where her illness lies...
It's not a light illness...
...
In the early morning, Lin Qiyue woke up from his dream, gazing at the bald ceiling, sighing helplessly.
After spending the night with Nyx, Lin Qiyue felt like he was not in good shape.
Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly made a light sound.
In his mind, the mental hospital shrouded in mist was floating, and there seemed to be a close connection between him and the hospital.
Now, he didn't need to sleep; he could connect his consciousness to the mental hospital at any time.
This was the benefit of opening the door, right? Lin Qiyue would try to connect his consciousness to the mental
hospital, and he would immediately sense everything happening inside.
Of course, those five sealed rooms were still unreachable.
At this moment, Nyx in the yard was hugging the vase and chair, talking to the empty air beside her, saying who knows what.
Lin Qiyue sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes in frustration.
"Treat the illness, treat the illness... I'm not a doctor. How am I supposed to help her get better?"
Suddenly, Lin Qiyue's eyes lit up as if he had thought of something.
He squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.
