"Is your name Patch?"
Upon hearing Ms. 6's somewhat neurotic response, Dr. Cynthia naturally furrowed her brow and repeated.
"That's not the name in your file."
"In my file... my name isn't Patch, is it?"
Ms. 6 subconsciously repeated, her eyes becoming increasingly bewildered.
"It told me that my name is Patch... no, I told myself..."
This symptom looks like she's under a heavy mental influence!
Observing Ms. 6's evidently unusual reaction, Fu Qian silently commented from the side.
Dr. Cynthia didn't interrupt her, just listening and making notes in the file she held.
At this moment, Ms. 6 was once again scratching her head in pain, even drawing several bloody lines across her fair face.
"No matter who told you, do you still remember the name on your file?"
After making some notes, Dr. Cynthia finally stopped writing, closed the file in her hands, and tapped it.
"...I remember."
Staring at the table for a full half minute, Ms. 6 finally spoke with difficulty.
