Chapter 795: Chapter 793: Brain Erosion (Nine)_1 Chapter 795: Chapter 793: Brain Erosion (Nine)_1 “What are you doing?”

Unexpectedly, the tranquilizer in Kelly’s hand was snatched away in an instant.

Surely, Fu Qian’s sudden action undoubtedly provoked a strong reaction.

This included not only Hushima Zhigui, who had finally been persuaded, but also Kelly, who shouted sternly.

“It sounds like you have something very important to do, so what are you planning to do first?”

Fu Qian didn’t respond to the questioning but just smiled and looked at Hushima Zhigui.

“It’s none of your business.”

Hushima Zhigui’s feelings toward him had clearly cooled, as he immediately shot back coldly.

However, judging by his twitching mouth, Fu Qian’s question had clearly hit a sensitive spot.

“So, is there any condition that might make you drink it now?”

“I only agreed to consider it.”

Hushima Zhigui’s tone was quite firm.

“I see, I understand.”

Fu Qian nodded, then turned to look at Kelly.

“I suspect this patient might not drink it willingly, it’s better to let him finish his important business first.”

…
The initially ready-to-react Kelly was momentarily at a loss for words.

Theoretically speaking, Fu Qian’s suggestion was reasonable,
Simply getting Hushima Zhigui to accept it indeed wasn’t enough to ensure the problem was solved.

Due to the state of his mind, his promise was without a doubt discounted.

Yet, the man’s words and actions always seemed not that simple.

After giving Fu Qian a stern examination, Kelly’s gaze turned sharp.

“Then how’s this, we just directly…”

The individual only got halfway through the sentence while making a hand gesture.

Fu Qian saw it clearly; it was obvious that the individual was ready to play hard.

“What are you trying to do!”

Hushima Zhigui reacted quickly, too, but his attempt to close the door was blocked by Fu Qian.

“Don’t be nervous; trust the professionals.”

After comforting the patient with a word, Fu Qian actually didn’t repeat the violent maneuver he pulled on Nancy, but instead looked at Kelly.

“You said just now that forcing it might lead to problems, and that guidance should be the primary approach, so I think we should come back later, and supervise on-site.”

“…Fine.”

After much thought, Kelly finally nodded, agreeing with Fu Qian’s suggestion.

She gave Hushima Zhigui a sidelong glance, said nothing more, and was the first to head downstairs.

“Mr. Hushima, rest well; we’ll be back in a little while.”

Fu Qian also retracted his hand from the door and waved to Hushima Zhigui with a smile.

…
Fu Qian, of course, wasn’t worried that Hushima Zhigui wouldn’t drink the tranquilizer, but rather the opposite–that he would drink it.

This was a medicine game indeed, but there was one additional requirement: sequence.

At the moment, there were no signs indicating that Hushima Zhigui was the next one, so the medicine was definitely not for him.

Moreover, this time wasn’t entirely fruitless.

The previous intuition had been confirmed–if one completed the “task” according to the patient’s request, then it was certain to make the individual take it.

Thus, at Sam’s end, all that was needed was a signature.

And for Rosetta, not even a signature was required.

So by now, the method for making the three patients drink the medicine could be said to have been fully grasped and could be arranged at any time; the only issue left was the “sequence.”

So, what exactly determines the sequence?

“I hope that when you come next time, you can still get his door open.”

At this moment, Kelly was already waiting in the car. Seeing Fu Qian getting in, she immediately said coldly.

It was apparent that she was not pleased with Fu Qian’s behavior just now, even though she could not rebut it.

“Why should it be opened?”

Fu Qian spread his hands, revealing a piece of wire he had brought back from Nancy’s house.

“Don’t worry, that’s the easiest thing of all.”

“Nancy really did hire an unusual assistant.”

Taken aback, Kelly quickly grasped Fu Qian’s meaning, silently pressed the gas pedal, and only after a while did she speak.

“You flatter me. After all, she hired me to help treat you. I’ve got to have some skills, right?”

“So should I feel lucky that you, as an assistant, are not as crazy as her?”

Kelly let out a series of cold laughs.

Looking down on someone?

Fu Qian also snorted and looked out the car window.

So what’s the significance of having the patient drink the tranquilizer according to the sequence?

Currently, there is no basis for the order seen; it seems the only approach is to search in this direction.

Although because of my previous “well-justified” gambling actions, I successfully locked onto patient number one.

Theoretically, I could complete the task simply by trial and error and at a certain cost, but Fu Qian was quite curious about this containment condition.

It counts as one of the more peculiar tasks so far.

To understand this, it seems necessary to think in reverse: What would be the adverse effects if we don’t follow the sequence and just administer the medicine to the patients to put them to sleep?

If the sequence is wrong, could it lead to the others running away?

That’s clearly unreasonable. Not to mention that the patients all exhibit a strong hikikomori vibe, showing no signs of being able to run off anywhere.

Even considering Nancy’s response after taking the medication, it’s impossible for someone who fell for it earlier to inform the others.

Is it related to something above? If the order is not followed, would the “existence” referred to by Hushima Zhigui and Nancy descend?

Given the overtly magical nature of this place, we can’t rule out the possibility.

Still, so far, there is no element discernible that could arrange the “sequence.”

Not to mention that Ms. Rosetta seems entirely unaware of that thing in the sky.

“So where are we going now?”

While pondering, Fu Qian looked at the quickly retreating streetscape, clearly Kelly had a definite destination in mind.

“To your employer’s place.”

Kelly glanced at him, her face bearing an ambiguous smile.

“Just to confirm what exactly your duty is.”

As expected of a work-related psychological therapist, she truly had the spirit of questioning everything.

This meaningful statement, undoubtedly, had a huge amount of information and impact.

However, as he fiddled with the seatbelt across his chest, Fu Qian leaned back in his seat with little surprise.

A plausible explanation does not mean it is without suspicion.

From just now until this moment, my behavior has been–the failure of my work, questioning the sanity of my leadership, and preventing the leadership from completing the job without approval.

No matter how reasonable your arguments are, in many places, this would amount to poor job performance coupled with an accusation of overstepping.

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In such a scenario, it’s perfectly natural for Kelly to doubt my motives.

And the content of her suspicion was obvious–she was worried that all of this was still within Nancy’s script, that I was always acting, and she was undergoing “treatment.”

Honestly, that series of actions just now did rather match the plan that Nancy had told me about.

And the reason Kelly was so straightforward in voicing her doubt was simple–the hypothesis was too easy to verify.

Just by going to see Nancy and checking if she really took the medicine, the answer would be instantly clear.