The room was simple, with a table and chairs, and the rest was a single bed, surrounded by metal walls.

On the bed lay a young man with dark hair, eyes closed, breathing evenly, asleep.

After most of the day, the young man suddenly woke up, reached out and unleashed his shirt, and looked at his chest, which was heaving and undulating, apparently having just had a nightmare.

He touched his face again, but he didn't feel anything unusual, and then he looked around, and the shiny metal walls vaguely reflected his figure sitting on the bed.

At this moment, a door was silently pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a white coat entered, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking polite.

The middle-aged man sat down at the table, right across from the young man's bed.

The middle-aged man said, "We have checked, you are fine, can you talk now?" ”

The young man asked, "What do you want me to say?" ”

"Whatever, whatever you want, you can say whatever you want!"

The middle-aged man took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket and put them on the table, nodded at the young man.

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