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Chapter 118 Vicious Dog (38)

At the same time, in the nursing home on the outskirts of Beicheng, Wen Yi'an was undergoing the final stage of testing.

Since he was locked up in the confinement room last time, he seemed to have forgotten everything, not even Tao Ran's name.

And in the past two months, Wen Che never appeared again.

The medical team brought by Wen Mingyu did countless tests for him, but they couldn't find the existence of the sub-personality.

He seemed to have suddenly become normal overnight, except for his extraordinary excellence, there was nothing abnormal about him.

Professor Wen Sen looked at the handsome man with a slight smile in front of him, and his brows became more and more tightly frowned.

Every evaluation of the person in front of him is extremely normal, and even all the stimuli and test results are no different from ordinary people.

But it's just too normal to be weird.

He had never seen a person with split personality and multiple mental illnesses who suddenly improved overnight.

Is this a miracle, or a terrifying disguise.

The old hand pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and Professor Wen Sen looked down at the data on the paper.

"Mr. Wen Xiao, do you really not remember a doctor named Cen Shuang?"

Wen Yi'an had an elegant posture, he folded his legs and leaned back, his eyes under the long eyelashes were light and calm.

When it fell into a halo, it looked like the most perfect prince in a fairy tale.

After hearing Professor Wen Sen's words, he said with a bit of laziness: "Sorry, I really don't have this person in my memory."

"What about the nightmares and hallucinations after 19?"

"There are no images."

A younger male doctor next to Professor Wen Sen approached him and whispered: "Teacher, although it is rare, after a high degree of stimulation, the originally chaotic spirit may actually have a chance of recovery."

He glanced at the smiling Wen Yi'an, and continued: "Moreover, Mr. Wen Xiao's condition is very special, and the other personality is strictly speaking unstable."

"Besides, after that stimulation, there is a high probability that that personality may not be able to bear the pain and voluntarily 'death'."

Professor Wen Sen's eyes were a little shaken. He naturally knew these things, but he was still a little uncertain.

After all, for some extreme patients, the collapse to the extreme is actually the most normal time on the surface...

After concentrating his thoughts, Professor Wen Sen decided to conduct the last test.

He looked up at Wen Yi'an, and said kindly: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it means your subconscious wants you to give up this memory."

"But we are not sure whether your other personality is sleeping or has completely disappeared, so we are going to do one last test, can you please cooperate again?"

"Of course." Wen Yi'an nodded, smiling calmly, "I'm sorry to trouble everyone."

Professor Vincent shook his head, stood up and made a "please" gesture.

Wen Yi'an didn't hesitate at all, his natural pride carried the contemptuous air of a superior, even though he smiled lightly, no one dared to belittle him.

On the way to the test together, Professor Wen Sen explained to Wen Yi'an.

"Your father accidentally found a video recorder in your room, which recorded the girl we mentioned earlier——Cen Shuang."

"Your other personality is extremely obsessed with her, and it was because of her leaving that he fell asleep or died."

"That's why we only use this to stimulate your other personality after confirming that your emotions have really stabilized."

Wen Yi'an nodded while listening, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was always perfect and polite, and there were hardly any flaws in his appearance, because the elegance at this time became more and more confusing.

When everyone sent him to a separate room, they all retreated here in an orderly manner.

One is that he is afraid of disturbing the accuracy of the test, and the other is that he is afraid that the secondary personality will lose control and hurt others when he suddenly wakes up.

There are high-definition cameras installed on all four sides inside, and Wen Yi'an's trembling eyelashes can almost be clearly observed.

Outside the window, the wind is blowing, the greenery is abundant, and even the sunlight seems to be soft to the touch.

Wen Yi'an straightened his back, and the emotion in his eyes was flat and dead.

After pressing the remote control with his fingertips, the LCD TV hanging on the wall began to play the video.

The first thing that caught my eye was a short-legged cat playing with a ball of wool.

Its legs are very short, and the balls of yarn that are pulled out can never be hooked back. The person who took the photo laughed at it, and his tone was full of gloating.

"Stupid thing, with such short feet, Shuangshuang won't like you!"

The little guy couldn't understand what he said, he wagged his tail and walked away from the camera with his short legs without even looking at him.

And then the next segment.

The group of girls in warm-colored shirts was sitting on the sofa, their eyelashes lowered, and they were extremely cute.

She was holding a cat teasing stick, with a smile on her lips, and she looked seriously at Douding, who was waving his short legs to hook feathers.

The person who took the video seemed to be unable to bear her gaze away from him, the camera flickered, and he walked over.

He casually placed the camera on the coffee table, stretched his long legs, and squeezed next to the girl.

The latter glared at him angrily, but it made him laugh even more, and hugged him tightly in his arms like a rascal.

He whimpered and acted coquettishly, rubbed his cheek against the girl's cheek, and said in a soft voice, "Babe, look at the camera."

After saying this, the girl looked up as if she had just noticed the video recorder.

The cold eyes are penetrating and clean, obviously spotless, but they catch the breath of the people outside the camera.

"What did you record?" Qing Yue's voice was emotionless, but it fell on Wen Yi'an's desolate soul like a spark.

Almost at that moment, the huge desire and greed completely overwhelmed him.

But even so, his face is still so perfect that there is no trace of it.

He watched the video intently, like an ordinary person watching it for the first time.

All the reactions, almost including the speed of breathing, the frequency of blinking, and the curvature of the corners of the lips, seemed to be calculated and painted on that face exactly.

The video continues.

He said: "I want to record it, and when we are old and all our teeth fall out, we will sit together on the recliner and look at our past."

He also said: "We want to raise a daughter who looks like you, grow up pampered, and see her get married and have children, happy and happy, or a son is fine, but we can't always cling to you."

He added: "We will be together for the rest of our lives. I will become a little old man, and you will become a good-looking little old lady. Let's watch the morning light and the evening sun together."

The laughing voice was almost all sweet, and in the end, that voice completely overlapped with Wen Yi'an's.

They say, "I love you."

(End of this chapter)