The corners of Yue Linze’s lips curved slightly. He beckoned her closer.  Taking a deep breath, Tao Yu bent down. His long, cool fingers gripped her chin, sending a shiver of instinctive discomfort through her.

Yue Linze studied her innocent features, murmuring in a voice only they could hear, “I’ll have to think about what to do with your head.”

“Too bad you won’t get the chance, Mr. Yue, because I will cure you,” Tao Yu said firmly.

Their gazes locked, each holding an unwavering conviction.  Finally, Yue Linze released her, taking the towel offered by his housekeeper and meticulously wiping his fingers, as if he’d touched something unclean.

Tao Yu straightened up, chuckled softly, and asked the housekeeper, “Where’s my room?”

“…This way, please.” The housekeeper glanced at Yue Linze and then led Tao Yu out, maintaining a respectful half-step distance.

“Second floor,” Yue Linze said softly.

The housekeeper paused, then responded with a respectful, “Yes, sir.”

Tao Yu followed, pausing at the doorway.  Turning back, she said seriously, “By the way, Mr. Yue, I think you should take a shower. After all, you accidentally touched more than just my fingers.”

With that, she walked out.  A second later, a glass shattered against the door behind her.  Tao Yu smiled and continued walking with the housekeeper.

When they reached her temporary room, the housekeeper stopped. “Here we are, Dr. Tao.”

“Thank you,” Tao Yu nodded, opening the door.

The housekeeper couldn’t help but ask, “Dr. Tao, can you really cure the sir’s leg? I mean, completely cure it?”

Tao Yu smiled. “Of course.”  ‘Impossible,’ she thought.  It was just an excuse to stay. Once her mission was complete, who cared about his leg?

The housekeeper beamed.  “I look forward to your miraculous healing. Please, rest.” He then turned and left.

Tao Yu smiled and nodded. After he left, she closed the door, walked straight to the bed, and collapsed onto it. After a few dramatic flops, she began to think.

A month ago, Yue Linze, a prominent figure in City A, had been shot in the head.  While he physically recovered, he developed dissociative identity disorder due to the trauma, though his symptoms were unusual.

Unlike typical cases where alternate personalities vied for control, Yue Linze's alters were unaware of the primary personality or the physical body. They existed solely within their own mentally constructed worlds.

However, this caused significant distress to the primary personality. Because the alters emerged during periods of intense pain, each harbored uncontrolled rage. This rage kept the primary personality's brain in a constant state of hyperactivity, risking permanent brain damage and a vegetative state.

Tao Yu was hired as an assistant to a renowned American doctor… who, due to unforeseen circumstances, had backed out at the last minute. Desperate for the money, Tao Yu had impersonated the doctor, returned to China with the advanced equipment, and, after completing the tests, linked her own brainwaves to Yue Linze's through hypnosis.

She was now inside Yue Linze’s first fragmented world, interacting with an alter whose identity closely mirrored his own. If the real Yue Linze was a business tycoon, this one was a classic domineering CEO.

The difference was that this Yue Linze was confined to a wheelchair due to a car accident, making him even more eccentric and wary.

Such a person was undoubtedly difficult to approach.  Her mission was to dissolve the alter’s rage. Only then would this fragmented world disappear, and the primary personality’s brain activity decrease.

Tao Yu narrowed her eyes, recalling Yue Linze’s earlier hostility. She sighed, rubbing her temples.

Her inexperience had led her to choose the most convenient identity, failing to anticipate his aversion to doctors.  The easiest path had become the hardest; easy mode had turned into hell mode.

“What am I going to do?” Alone, her true nature emerged as she thrashed on the bed.

Back in Yue Linze’s room, the television screen displayed her rolling and whining. The housekeeper cautiously observed Yue Linze’s expression. “This doctor seems… unique.”

“….” Yue Linze stared at the grimacing woman on the screen for a long moment.  “Unique? She's a fraud.  There’s no way she can cure me.  Housekeeper, prepare a liability waiver for her to sign.  After a while, we'll feed her to the sharks.”

“.…”