"As for whether you have a mental illness, we can't give a clear answer."
"Is this precision, or is it a lack of expertise?" An Yao asked.
"...Miss An, I'm taking care of your feelings. Do you feel that?"
"Taking care of my feelings? So you still consider me a patient? Am I mentally ill?"
"It might be, or it might not be, but I hope it isn't. So I try not to treat you as mentally ill. I believe it's beneficial for... uh, calming your thoughts."
"Calming my thoughts? Just say treatment."
"Still uncertain..."
"Then let me ask you," An Yao's presence was as tall as her stature, "between mental illness and normalcy, which side am I on?"
"Is there really a time tunnel?" Gu Ran confirmed.
"Really."
"Really just a choice between the two?"
"It's true."
"...It's probably delusion, hallucinations, that sort of thing."
"Mental illness?" An Yao stared at Gu Ran.
"Mental illness." Gu Ran nodded.
