Beep beep beep.
Dr. House was continuously adjusting the air conditioning in the room through a virtual panel in front of him.
The temperature kept dropping.
The young man inexplicably shivered.
Dr. House looked at Qin Yiguan with a smile and said, "I'm hot."
The young man was puzzled.
Then he noticed something off in the way You Minglan looked at him.
Her gaze, which had been indifferent before, now held a trace of fervor.
Beep beep beep.
Dr. House continued to lower the room's temperature.
You Minglan stared at Qin Yiguan, her cheeks slightly flushed, inexplicably licking her lips.
Qin Yiguan felt as if sparks were flying through his mind, something was shifting from vague to clear.
Beep beep beep.
Suddenly, Dr. House adjusted the temperature back to normal and shrugged with a smile, "I'm not hot anymore."
The young man didn't quite understand Dr. House's actions, but he felt vaguely that he was being tested.
Dr. House interrupted the young man's train of thought, "Minglan's entry into the experimental field has already produced such effects. Yiguan, I look forward to the day you enter the experimental field."
Qin Yiguan shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and hesitantly asked, "Dr. House, I suppose, I mean suppose, if I have a split personality, what would happen if I entered the experimental field?"
The young man had never revealed to others that he harbored a dark personality.
Not even to Dr. House.
After all, it was related to a murder case of his parents.
Dr. House smiled meaningfully, "The professional term for that condition is called 'dissociative identity disorder,' and this condition is also classified."
"For example, 'Dissociative Identity Disorder II'."
"A seemingly healthy person harbors two or more personalities inside."
"And they exist independently, not interfering with each other."
"Perhaps due to suppression, or maybe due to active dormancy, only one characteristic will be revealed at a time externally."
"And the other personalities are like asleep, knowing nothing."
"Of course."
"They might also meet in the patient's inner world, even having disputes, contradictions, or possibly helping each other."
"Generally speaking, different personalities have different roles, or responsibilities."
"For example... a child, a killer, a guardian... and so on."
"From a consciousness perspective, they are all independent individuals."
Dr. House said, his eyes fixed on the young man, "You wouldn't be hiding anything from me, would you... do you have a hidden personality?"
"Um..."
The young man smiled, though his heart was actually drumming, "You just hypnotized me a moment ago, so you must have a conclusion about whether I have other personalities or not."
Dr. House nodded, smiling meaningfully, "Indeed, as of now, you only have [Shadow Syndrome], [Unscrupulous Syndrome], [Gestalt Collapse], and that [Cosmophobia], the fear of looking at the night sky. All minor issues."
Dr. House tapped his fingers on the table, drawing out his words, "As for what you said about a [Dissociative] patient entering the metaverse, I think, if the patient's level is high enough, it's very possible... to fully materialize another personality!"
The young man's eyes widened.
Is that so.
If I can enter the experimental field, I might have the chance to rid myself of the persistent 'suicide' crisis, while also avenging my foster parents!
At that moment.
Dr. House's azure eyes, as if they could see through the soul, stared at the young man.
Qin Yiguan stood up immediately, "Dr. House, thank you for your pro bono diagnosis. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now. Oh, goodbye, Miss Minglan."
House watched the young man respectfully close the door behind him and leave, his smile filled with intriguing expectations.
At this time, young Minglan naturally pulled up her skirt a bit and moved a few steps closer to Dr. House.
"His IQ seemed to increase as the temperature dropped."
"Is that [Circumglobal Anomaly]?"
Young Minglan licked her red lips.
Dr. House nodded, "Minglan, update the case file. This kid has developed another condition—under certain conditions, his brain enters a paradoxical state, where active thought and inner calm coexist. In other words, upon entering a familiar domain, his cognitive abilities escalate."
Young Minglan nodded, "And what about [Dissociative Identity Disorder VI]? His issue is too obvious, it's like leaving a conspicuous clue."
Dr. House nodded again, looking at the empty sugar dish, "While you're at it, update the historical record too. That kid's fourth personality... likes to eat sugar."
Young Minglan shook her head with a sigh, "So young, yet with so many conditions, what exactly has he been through in his life?"
Dr. House quietly said, "Mental illnesses are mostly due to internal psychological consumption, ultimately leading to a mutation of consciousness, or in other words, wild thoughts. To get to Qin Yiguan's stage, you'd probably have to lock a normal person in a dark room and let them fantasize for a hundred years!"
"Let's not talk about him anymore."
Young Minglan turned her head, her gaze filled with turmoil as she stared at Dr. House, her fingers tracing his chest, "Doctor, do you think there's something in this room that's usually very short, but becomes very long when touched?"
Dr. House nodded emphatically, "Of course, there is."
Immediately, he gently clicked on Qin Yiguan's name on the virtual screen.
The blue screen unfolded like a scroll, reaching up to the ceiling.
It was vaguely visible that the number in the condition column changed from 9 to 10.
Dr. House smiled, "That thing is... Qin Yiguan's case file!"