Nalan Ye Jue nodded: "He has been locked in the asylum for ten years."
Qin Xin: "Is he really insane? Or just pretending?"
Nalan Ye Jue: "I don't really understand the medical assessment of mental illness. But, after Wu Zhiming signed an agreement to never use others' bodies for robot experiments, he disappeared for a while. Later, people found him because he had locked himself in a lab, cut off one of his arms, and tried to attach a mechanical arm to it. The wound got infected and festered, and the fever seemed to have burned his brain. After that incident, he was diagnosed as mentally ill and sent to the asylum."
Qin Xin slightly parted her lips.
This Wu Zhiming is truly a ruthless person.
If he can't experiment on others, he experiments on his own arm.
"I want to see this person," she said.
The man didn't ask her why, but considerately made a call to help her make an appointment.
Soon, the news arrived.
