"One question!" Zheng Qing glared at the Doctor, not arguing about the 'waste or not' issue, but putting forward his doubt, "If I remember correctly, it hasn't been a month since that lab borrowed my shadow, has it...?"
"To be precise, it's been ten days." Xiao Xiao corrected, "Your shadow vanished when you were taken away by the Su family's maid last Tuesday during divination class. All that was left when we found you was you alone, tragically spaced out in the woods."
Zheng Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, not caring about the Doctor's delicate wording. Instead, he tapped his own temple and continued to question, "...and inside here, the experiences are at least measured by years. Even though my memory is a bit messy, basic concepts like the change of seasons, the shift of stars, still exist. From a time perspective, your deduction doesn't seem plausible!"
This time, even Lin Guo couldn't help but sigh.
