Gu You glanced into the room in surprise. Sure enough, she saw Nalan Fang sitting on a chair, staring earnestly at the computer screen.

Chen Shi asked, “Why did he come to your clinic?”

Gu You smiled. “It was a coincidence. One of my employees accidentally bumped into him that day walking in the streets in his ancient outfit as he was talking madly and thought that he might need help. He went up to talk to him and brought him back. As psychiatrists, helping others is our principle.”

“What sickness do you think he has?”

“Dissociative personality disorder.”

“Dual personalities?”

“In a narrow sense, yes.”

“Why not send him to a psychiatric hospital then? Because you can earn consulting fees?”

“Money is a small problem. Many people who come to do consults don’t have money at all. We help when we can. We also know what a mental hospital is like. It’s just like your prisons...