Moreover, that's just what they know for now, so what about the unknown?

Just how many "emotionally deficient" monsters do they have in their hands?

Dozens?

Or hundreds, even thousands?

If this force were to be used in a crucial position, it could cause a major disaster.

But after the initial fear, Fatty couldn't help but feel a bit fortunate, fortunate that Doctor had met Boss Lin, otherwise Doctor would now…

Lin Wan'er gave Fatty a very peculiar feeling; it seemed that she could understand what he was thinking just by looking into his eyes.

"In the process of interacting with him, I found that he does have differences from other children," Lin Wan'er said, "He rarely shows interest in certain things, and he lacks reverence for life. In other words, he's more indifferent than we thought."

"When he hears people communicating with him, he doesn't try to understand the meaning of the communication first; he just finds it noisy."

"Once, I took him to the hospital for a follow-up appointment. I went to take care of some things, and he waited for me outside. As a result, a patient fell from the building, from a very high place, and landed right in front of him."

"Blood splattered on his body, even his face, and eventually flowed across the ground. Everyone screamed and ran away, but he didn't. He just stood there blankly, not afraid, not panicked, just standing there waiting, waiting for the blood to flow to his feet and stain the edges of his shoes red."

"Later, a nurse who was there told me that she saw the child actually smiling, smiling at the mangled, unrecognizable corpse."

"He whispered something, as if he could communicate with the corpse." Lin Wan'er said, "The nurse was terrified at the time. When she told me about it, she looked flustered and kept looking behind me."

Fatty could guess that the nurse was afraid that Doctor, still just a child, would suddenly appear.

Perhaps in her heart, she also thought Doctor was a monster.

Indifferent, cold-blooded.

Unaware of fear, devoid of emotion.

It seemed that talking about these things made Fatty uncomfortable, so he tried to change the subject. "But Doctor is fine now. He's absolutely loyal to you, Boss Lin, and he's also reliable and very kind to me." Fatty said in one breath, "All thanks to you, Boss Lin, you saved Doctor and brought his life back on track."

Lin Wan'er looked at Fatty, and after a moment, she spoke, "You think so?"

"Of course!"

For some reason, Fatty felt that the Boss Lin in front of him had suddenly become different from before, as if she had something to say, but in the end, she just shook her head gently.

"By the way," Fatty suddenly asked, "Why do you always mention the hospital when you talk about Doctor, Boss Lin? Is his health not good?"

Fatty suddenly remembered the kind of thing Doctor had mentioned about 30 seconds being enough. He wondered if Doctor had suffered some kind of torment when he was very young.

Causing the function of a certain part of his body to be almost completely lost?

That would be terrible.

"He suffered trauma." Lin Wan'er did not avoid the question, "But not on his body, it was here."

She held out a finger and gently tapped the side of her head, near the temple.

"A very famous psychologist said that Xiao Cheng (Doctor's childhood name) gave him a special feeling, that there seemed to be another personality in his body controlling him. This was likely caused by some kind of trauma, but the reason is no longer traceable. In short, it was a long time ago."

Although he didn't quite understand, Fatty thought that what the psychologist meant was that Doctor was mentally ill, had a split personality or something.

It suddenly occurred to him that Doctor was also a psychologist. Fatty never thought that a patient with a mental illness would eventually become a psychologist.

"It's also because of this personality that he has difficulty interacting with others, and he often has migraines and forgets things that happened in the past."

"So I bought some books and taught myself some psychology courses, but I didn't expect that he would also be very interested in it, and he had a great talent for understanding the content."

Fatty sighed inwardly. Doctor's experiences could fill a book, a book titled *The Self-Salvation of a Schizophrenic Orphan*.

Sounds like a tearful, literary style.

The introduction could also include something about only lasting about 30 seconds.

Although it might scare away some female fans, the atmosphere of sadness would be maxed out, wouldn't it?

Looking at Fatty's expressive face, Lin Wan'er's eyes gradually changed. She seemed to understand what Fatty was thinking, but not completely.

"Doctor's life has been so difficult..." He had countless guesses about Doctor's experiences, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic.

"Yes," Lin Wan'er looked at Fatty and suddenly said, "That's why I won't allow anyone to hurt him, and I don't want to see anyone deceive him."

"I agree!" Fatty seemed to have completely missed Lin Wan'er's point. He clenched his fist and said, "I will never allow anyone to hurt Doctor either, but as for deception..."

Fatty turned his head and said to Lin Wan'er with great confidence, "Boss Lin, you're just overthinking it. With Doctor's little brain, it would be a blessing if he didn't go out and deceive others."

"Is that so?" Lin Wan'er smiled happily. She raised her eyes, and there was a gentle sharpness in her eyes.