The ink-stained quill pen was grasped by a hand, pausing on the paper.
"Mr. Lu Li?"
The doctor looked up, indicating the dark-haired man sitting across.
The view outside was hazy, shrouded in a gray mist. This scene seemed to have happened before in memory...
"Mr. Lu Li?"
Lu Li, as if awakening from another world, responded to the call slightly clearer: "I am a detective."
The doctor slightly furrowed his brows, put down the medical record, and sighed: "What I asked was... recently there have been a lot fewer patients."
"Indeed."
Lu Li, waking from a daze similar to mental illness, regained his rationality.
"So do you have any clues?"
Lu Li responded formulaically: "I am glad they are able to recover and be discharged."
"Hmm..." The doctor murmured noncommittally, "The nurse has been complaining about you these days... She said you've been wandering around every ward lately."
"That nurse seems to have some bias against me."
