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The vehicle carrying Xin Yi followed closely behind, and he felt little discomfort from the bumps, only that the road was in terrible condition. If they were to do anything at the hospital, driving would be the least wise choice.
When the bus came to a stop, the sight of several people vomiting rainbows was quite eye-opening for him. He chose to take a longer route to get off the bus. Emerging behind the driver was Song Bunan, who yawned widely with his bag slung over his shoulder, looking as if he could collapse at any moment. Xiao Mei also looked unwell; she turned her head to face the hospital's exterior, forcing herself not to look at those who were retching, fearing that one more glance would make her join them.
"It seems the road has been tough on everyone," said a middle-aged woman leading the welcoming party. She was plump and wore a white coat as she approached Shui Su, her hair meticulously slicked back against her scalp and tied into a half-bun with a hairnet. Her eyes, hidden behind glasses, revealed sharpness, and her polite smile gave off an air of unapproachability.
"It's just that everyone isn't used to the bumps. Dr. Gu, it's an honor to meet you," Shui Su said politely as they shook hands, maintaining a courteous yet distant demeanor. Song Bunan observed the woman from behind and sensed a hint of danger about her. It was reminiscent of the feeling he had experienced in the mountains but was now diluted by various vague factors, making it easy to overlook.
Moreover, he didn't like her smile. Although her eyes were filled with disdain, she forced a crooked smile to feign friendliness, and her overly gentle tone made him mentally label her as an unknown but likely villain. Though it was a subjective and impolite judgment, Song Bunan didn't care.
Shui Su introduced everyone briefly, including Xin Yi, who had joined the group at some point. Song Bunan clearly noticed that when Xin Yi appeared before everyone, several young girls in the opposing team brightened up, whispering among themselves while stealing glances at him.
As Dr. Gu led them into the hospital, Song Bunan finally had time to observe his "colleagues" for this mission closely. Aside from his own team members, there were standard workers—serious and focused individuals carrying briefcases and occasionally snapping photos of the hospital's facilities with their phones. In this group, he and Xiao Mei indeed resembled interns—clearly inexperienced newcomers. Shui Su was a young and accomplished doctor, poised and confident in his interactions. Finally, there was Xin Yi, who possessed both the best height and physique in the room; even walking expressionlessly drew discussions among everyone.
After all, how many doctors took the time to hone their bodies so impressively? Not to mention that his face bore signs of having weathered many storms—mature yet not aged—naturally handsome with a resolute charm. Song Bunan openly let his gaze linger on Xin Yi's face every now and then, hoping to absorb some motivation for the tasks ahead.
"Excuse me, are you Dr. Xiao?" Upon reaching the nurse's station, a girl wearing round glasses approached with a file folder in hand. Her bright eyes sparkled as she looked at Xin Yi with a sweet and lively voice. Xin Yi nodded slightly and soon saw the file folder presented before him. The girl smiled even wider and cheerfully said, "My name is Lin Ling; I'm an intern physician responsible for learning from you. Here are your work ID and notebook for your interns; I look forward to your guidance in our future work."
"Thank you." Seemingly determined to maintain his aloof demeanor, Xin Yi showed little reaction as he took the folder. The girl stood there momentarily dazed as she watched him walk away with the group. Song Bunan stepped closer and extended his hand generously: "Hello, I'm Liu Xing, an intern nurse."
The girl's smile faded significantly; her previously lifted corners of her mouth now bore an awkward semblance of cheerfulness as she shook hands with him perfunctorily before hastily moving toward Xin Yi again. Xiao Mei suddenly popped up beside Song Bunan with a mischievous grin and whispered gleefully that this girl must really like Xin Yi.
He noticed that after shaking hands, Song Bunan's gaze deepened slightly as he rubbed his fingers thoughtfully; he merely smiled at Xiao Mei's teasing and said it would be best if that were true. Xiao Mei didn't press further but interrupted his thoughts as they moved ahead; this place wasn't suitable for discussing deeper matters—they had to keep many discoveries to themselves.
As soon as she opened the door, Lin Ling was standing outside. Upon seeing Xin Yi come out, she expressed her delight, " Doctor Xiao! Let's go together!" With that, she walked side by side with Xin Yi, leaving Song Bunan behind.
Song Bunan remained expressionless and unresponsive, yet he engaged in a peculiar action. Xin Yi turned back to him and said, "Don't fall behind." Eager to inform Xiao Mei about this, he busily typed away on his phone, completely oblivious to the two people ahead of him and missing the occasional glances Xin Yi cast back at him.
An hour before the meeting, representatives from both hospitals provided detailed introductions. The fatigue from Song Bunan's restless night returned as they spoke eloquently, causing everything in front of him to blur, spin, and distort; even the sounds became indistinct. The last shred of rationality kept his head from drooping. To stay awake, he pulled a pen from his pocket, intending to jab it into his thigh for a quick wake-up.
To make things easier, he sat in the last row of the conference room and sent Xin Yi to sit in front of him. It seemed that someone in front sensed something amiss; when he raised his hand, they slightly turned to look at him. With just one glance, they understood his current state and reached out to stop the pen from jabbing downwards, whispering in a tone only they could hear, "Just sleep." Xin Yi straightened up and sat tall like a mountain blocking his view.
Xiao Mei was also feeling bored and regretted not sitting next to Song Bunan for easier conversation. Pretending to stretch her neck, she looked back and saw Xin Yi sitting perfectly upright, as if participating in a beauty pageant. Meanwhile, Song Bunan, who had originally been seated behind her, was now completely obscured from view. She felt a pang of regret.
"Our hospital was established to allow more patients with mental illnesses to live happily and comfortably; however, not all patients are gentle or fond of closeness. Many exhibit aggression and pose a danger. Therefore, we have specially set up the Critical Care Protection Department. This department is unique and managed by dedicated personnel; it is not open to visitors. Doctors and teachers here are kindly requested not to enter the area on the far east side of the fourth floor that has an iron gate. For everyone's safety and that of the patients, we appreciate your cooperation."
The speaker's words were sincere; after finishing, they bowed slightly in gratitude. Out of respect for their peers, the genuine doctors openly acknowledged that they were the ones working hard while enjoying their conversations. Only Xiao Mei and a few others caught onto the key phrase: Critical Care Protection Department.
[It’s very likely where the test subjects are located.] Xiao Mei remarked in their group chat.
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