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Jiang Ya shook her head and said, "I don't know if it's the alcohol or if my brain is not working properly. I haven't even realized it myself. Forget it, you go first. I'll take a nap. I think I've been too tired recently."
Song Qing didn't say anything. She glanced at Jiang Ya and then got up and left.
At this moment, although Jiang Ya's face remains calm, her mind is filled with doubts. Last night, she unexpectedly climbed onto the balcony and jumped down uncontrollably. This sensation feels familiar, clearly a side effect of using the Script Implanting Machine before.
However, the scripts recently implanted in her mind clearly did not include any scenes of jumping off a building. Jiang Ya furrows her brow, feeling a strange headache coming on. Could it be because she used the machine too frequently?
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, got out of bed, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash his face thoroughly, then make an appointment to see a psychologist.
Jiang Ya's waist still hurt a little. He walked lightly to the corner of the hospital corridor and saw Song Qing pulling and tugging with a man, who looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and seemed somewhat agitated.
This woman also seems to be quite experienced. Jiang Ya stopped in her tracks, hiding around the corner and quietly observing. She saw the man tightly gripping Song Qing's arm, gritting his teeth as he said, "Is it worth it for you to do this? You will ruin yourself by acting this way!"
Song Qing shook her head, "Enough, how many times do I have to tell you? My affairs have nothing to do with you. To gain something, naturally, there must be a cost. Isn't that the law of the world? I can bear it, so mind your own business."
The man gritted his teeth, his eyes slightly red, staring at Song Qing for a long time. Finally, he shook off her hand, stormed out of the hospital. Meanwhile, Song Qing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly walked outside the hospital. She took out a cigarette from her bag and lit it.
Jiang Ya watched all this, touched his mouth, and his eyes turned cold. "What is this woman up to?"
In the psychological clinic, Jiang Ya is lying on the chair, frowning, with a slightly dark complexion.
"I attempted suicide again yesterday, for no reason. While filming on the balcony, I couldn't control the impulse to jump down, as if I were being controlled by someone. Luckily, the lighting technician stopped me."
Psychologist Zhou Wei pushed up her glasses and asked, "How many times has this happened? Do you always feel uncontrollably compelled to jump from high places?"
"This is the fourth time this month. Now I only dare to stay on flat ground."
Zhou Wei frowned, "Have you had a history of illness before?"
"No," Jiang Ya hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhou Wei and continued, "Doctor, do you believe that I might feel like I've become the character I'm portraying in a film because I got too deep into the role?"
"Of course I do. I've encountered two cases before, they were also actresses. In simple terms, this situation is a form of dissociative identity disorder. Because of getting too deeply involved, another personality emerges. However, it's a bit strange that your alternate personality is inclined towards suicide. Logically speaking, the roles you've played are all protagonists, so where does the suicidal character come from?"
Jiang Ya also fell into contemplation, feeling that perhaps this had nothing to do with the role she was playing, but rather with the machine itself. That weird man must be trying to harm her. Otherwise, why would he have her sign that so-called Soul-selling agreement for so long, and yet He Chunli had no issues at all? The weird man couldn't have sent the machine for no reason; there must be another purpose. The soul agreement must be just a cover. What the weird man really wants is to make her use the machine without any defenses.
After thinking about it, everything can be explained. What she needs to do now is to destroy the machine directly!
"I'll give you a hypnosis test." Zhou Wei interrupted Jiang Ya's thoughts.
"What kind of hypnosis test?"
"After hypnosis, we can release the personality in your subconscious to check if you have a split personality."
"Come on, if you can help me solve this, money is not a problem."
Zhou Wei lowered the curtains, dimming the room, then started playing soothing music. Using a crystal ball, Jiang Ya slowly swayed it in front of her eyes. Jiang Ya stared at the crystal ball, and after a few minutes, her mind began to feel muddled, as if she was being drawn into a huge white vortex...
Not knowing how much time had passed, Jiang Ya slowly raised her eyes, feeling the surrounding light was somewhat dazzling.
Is that it? Jiang Ya felt like he had been asleep for a long time and his body was a bit tired.
He turned to look around the room and saw Zhou Wei writing medical records. Jiang Ya furrowed his brow and walked over to ask, "How is it, Dr. Zhou?"
"The results of the test I conducted indicate that there is indeed another personality in your body, and..." Zhou Wei paused.
"And what?"
Zhou Wei stared at Jiang Ya and continued, "There is more than one personality inside your body."
Jiang Ya was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean? Can it be cured?"
"It's hard to say. There is currently no perfect standard treatment for schizophrenia, as individual factors have a significant impact..."
Jiang Ya waved his hand and said, "Can you stop with all the nonsense and just tell me if you have the confidence to cure me!"
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