Chapter 790: Chapter 788: Brain Erosion (Part 4)_1 Chapter 790: Chapter 788: Brain Erosion (Part 4)_1 So, was the leftover coffee drunk by someone, the very last thought of this lady who had suffered so much?
Faced with Rosetta’s joy, Fu Qian couldn’t help feeling pensive.
Now, the question arose, this patient, clearly in despair, it was not even certain whether the tranquilizer would work; was Dr. Kelly concerned she might go crazy and hurt someone?
That doctor was starting to act stranger and stranger!
“So when did you come here?”
Before Fu Qian could say anything, it was Rosetta who asked first.
“Two hours minus three minutes.”
Fu Qian glanced at the clock on the wall and reported the precise time.
The scene before him was about as likely to happen in the real world as zero, no need to make up lies just to make Rosetta feel better.
“Longer than I have been here…”
Sure enough, a hint of pity appeared in Rosetta’s eyes; it was clear she hadn’t forgotten that Fu Qian had claimed to be a patient of the same kind.
“So you just arrived?”
Rosetta’s words undoubtedly sounded strange, and Fu Qian looked around.
Why when others arrive, they are their own boss, but I am just a worker?
“It should have been just recently, but I’ve been becoming more and more sluggish. I think I sat here for quite a long time before I remembered to look for the coffee pot.”
Rosetta looked somewhat absent-mindedly outside, murmuring to herself.
The problem was getting bigger and bigger, as Fu Qian shook the list he held in his hand.
Rosetta probably was not subjectively lying, which meant that the information about her being overdue, provided by Kelly, was completely fabricated.
The most critical issue was that she had just arrived, how did Kelly know she was here?
“Have you seen Kelly Landa recently?”
Fu Qian decided to confirm a bit further.
“Dr. Kelly? That was a very long time ago.”
You could tell that Rosetta was struggling to remember.
“That was back in Bee Monkey City. I stayed surprisingly long there and met some people… Speaking of which, it was much livelier than this place.”
So she really hadn’t seen her?
“Actually, this bottle of tranquilizer was given to me by Kelly to bring to you.”
Fu Qian took the small brown bottle directly out of the paper bag and placed it in front of Rosetta.
“Kelly gave it to you to give to me… Are you her assistant physician?”
Rosetta was clearly taken aback.
“Even Kelly… Can a curse be contagious? Or is this place actually reality…”
“No.”
Fu Qian ruthlessly destroyed what little hope she had left.
“The reason she asked me to bring it to you was that you hadn’t been back to her for a follow-up appointment for too long, and she was worried an uncontrollable situation might arise.”
“I don’t even know where she is.”
Rosetta’s gaze quickly dimmed, but it was evident she had grown accustomed to this, and with a bitter smile she said,
“However, if you need to complete your task, you can just leave it here.”
“If it tastes good, I can dilute it with the coffee and drink it.”
Rosetta really was a kind person.
In the face of the most cooperative person so far, Fu Qian instead put the tranquilizer back in the bag.
“As a responsible assistant physician, I need to make sure I haven’t made any mistakes, so I can’t give this to you until I’ve confirmed the authenticity of this list,” he explained with a smile.
“That’s great,”
At the next moment, first, she was startled, and then her face showed genuine envy.
“At first, I tried to do like you, to integrate into each world, to experience different lives, and indeed I found some beautiful things in them, but unfortunately…”
“They’re all too easily destroyed, or lost when I wake up from a dream,” she lamented, “and that feeling of loss is truly profound. Soon my ability to perceive emotions was completely drained…”
In fact, the real world is the same.
Listening to Rosetta’s seemingly bland yet despair-soaked words, Fu Qian silently thought to himself.
The torment this lady had suffered was wholly imaginable; even the listless Bernard might not have been without such experiences at the outset.
“Look on the bright side, not all good things are lost, at least the coffee has been drunk by you,” he said.
The next moment, Fu Qian raised his cup in a toast and then drained it.
“I have important work to do, so I’ll be leaving.”
“At least the coffee was drunk… you’re right,” she repeated Fu Qian’s words subconsciously, her expression becoming slightly more animated. However, she was immediately taken aback.
“I do understand now why Bernard is so fond of coffee and books… Ah, you’re leaving?”
It was clear that this encounter was not easy for her.
“Yes, important work awaits.”
Setting down his coffee cup, Fu Qian patted the paper bag beside him.
“Alright, then take care,” she said.
Rosetta thought for a moment. Although she wanted to talk more with the acquaintance, she clearly didn’t want to ruin Fu Qian’s enjoyment.
“If you can, send my regards to Dr. Kelly,” she requested.
“Understood.”
Fu Qian responded amicably and left the coffee shop.
…
So far, not a single one has been delivered!
Carrying four paper bags, Fu Qian walked along the deserted six-lane road, leisurely gazing at the night sky.
From this angle, the view was especially good; strands of clear radiance twisted and intertwined above his head, forming a magnificent tableau.
Of the three people he had visited so far, Rosetta was undoubtedly the easiest to talk to. There was almost no need for extra effort; he just needed to confirm the order in which she took her medication.
The demands of the other two were not too outrageous, and actually fulfilling them wouldn’t be difficult.
The problem now was that Dr. Kelly’s situation was becoming increasingly suspicious, and it seemed likely that he might have another patient to deal with.
Given that, it might as well be worth speaking to the last one first to see if they had any requests.
Lost in thought, Fu Qian passed through a uniquely designed courtyard and knocked on the beige door.
No response.
Unfriendly, isn’t it?
Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings, seeking a handy tool.
However, he quickly noticed something odd: from top to bottom, every window of the two-story building was tightly shuttered, without even a sliver of a gap in sight.
A severe social anxiety sufferer, perhaps?
Fu Qian checked the list in his hand: Miss Nancy.
Why did entering feel slightly dangerous?
Amid his musings, Fu Qian broke off a piece of wire from nearby and returned to the door to knock again – offering a friendly gesture before taking action.
Regrettably, there was still no response from inside.
Without further delay, Fu Qian simply opened the door with a flick of his hand.
Darkness enveloped the space; there wasn’t even a light on inside.
Standing in the doorway without entering, allowing his eyes a brief moment to adjust to the darkness, Fu Qian spotted a humanoid figure on a sofa.
At that instant, the figure raised its head, which had been buried in its hands, to look in his direction.
“Nancy?”
Fu Qian asked naturally.
“Why are you here?”
But in the next moment, the person on the sofa seemed to realize something and abruptly stood up.