Transmigrating into a book and becoming a female supporting character in a sadistic novel

Jiang Qi fell ill.

It was so sudden that no one expected it. Even Jiang Qi himself didn't realize that his abnormal behavior was caused by illness.

It was already evening from the time she passed out to the time she woke up. She tilted her head to look at the dim sky outside the window. Jiang Qi stayed in the familiar ward. She looked at her hands and feet tied with medical tape, tried to struggle but there was no response. She sighed helplessly.

"Is anyone there?" Jiang Qi shouted at the top of her voice.

The response came quickly.

"Sister, are you awake?" Ming Luochun's voice was heard as the door was pushed open.

Jiang Qi looked at the person walking towards her and was a little confused, "Why are you here? Where's my mom?"

Normally, if she was tied up like this, it must be that Shi Jinhua was sure that she was ill and was afraid that she would go crazy, so he tied her up like this.

Jiang Qi's illness was classified as schizophrenia. When she was ill, she had no self-awareness at all and sometimes she would talk nonsense. Because some of her words were not convenient for others to hear, Shi Jinhua usually stayed by Jiang Qi's side and never let anyone else get close.

"Mother-in-law said she has classes today, sister, please come here.

It's nothing serious, so she won't waste time here. Just let me stay here." Seeing the clarity in her eyes, Ming Luochun untied the straps that bound Jiang Qi while speaking.

Jiang Qi listened to his words and said to herself helplessly: "Is it not a big deal that I, a healthy and living person, collapsed there?"

"Are you hungry, sister? Do you want to eat something?"

"No." Jiang Qi shook her head and refused. She sat up and stretched her numb wrist. Then she stared blankly at something, as if she was in a daze or thinking, and ignored Ming Luochun beside her.

Ming Luochun didn't call her in a hurry, but just got up to get her a glass of water and put it on the cabinet beside her bed. He then leaned sideways and sat on the bed.

"What are you thinking about, sister?" His question was very soft and gentle, but it also entered Jiang Qi's ears steadily.

"Who am I..." Jiang Qi blurted out the confusion in her heart without any hesitation. Then she reacted too late, and she sighed in annoyance. She wanted to explain, but she thought that the other party probably didn't understand what she meant, so she kept silent.

But she didn't expect the other party to pick up her words: "Is this question important?" His tone didn't seem to be asking Jiang Qi but more like asking himself, because he answered himself right after: "When you are thirsty, you want to drink water; when you are hungry, you want to eat; when you are tired, you want to rest. Only you know the five senses of your body. Isn't the purpose of living in this world to satisfy these? Isn't it enough for sister to know what you want and what you should do? Why bother worrying about the rest?"

Ming Luochun spoke in a slow and calm voice, like flowing water, gently soothing Jiang Qi's tangled and painful nerves.

Jiang Qi didn't say anything or move at this time, just looked at the person in front of him calmly. There was no guard, no sizing, no observation, no calculation, just a simple look and serious understanding of the person in front of him.

This time, Ming Luochun did not dodge Jiang Qi's direct gaze at all, and responded to Jiang Qi's gaze in the same open and generous manner.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Qi opened her lips and uttered two words. At this moment, Ming Luochun was like a wise man who enlightened her in the chaos. He had the final say on right and wrong.

"In the fourth chapter of Zhuangzi's Treatise on the Equality of All Things, there is a saying: 'Nothing in the world is bigger than the tip of an autumn hair, and the mountains are small; nothing is older than a stillborn child, and Peng Zu is young. Heaven and earth were born with me, and all things are one with me.' My sister should understand the meaning of this saying better than I do. Although this is the way for emperors to rule the world, it can also be used to resolve confusion at this time."

Ming Luochun paused and saw that Jiang Qi's eyes were blank and she had listened to his words, then he continued with the last sentence: "Only when a person is alive can he be himself, and only when he has all five senses can he understand the world."

His words were still so gentle, but Jiang Qi felt an unquestionable firmness. Although she agreed with his words, she subconsciously felt unhappy and hostile from the bottom of her heart.

But looking at the other person's gentle expression, she suddenly remembered a sentence Jiang Huai taught her: A person's education is directly proportional to his power...

She suddenly came back to her senses, because this man had always been so gentle and easy-going that she had forgotten his identity just now.

Jiang Qi retracted his gaze and lowered his head slightly, swallowing secretly to ease his embarrassment.

"Qiqi." Bai Qianyu's voice rang out. Jiang Qi and Ming Luochun both looked towards the door in the direction of the voice, only to see Bai Qianyu walking towards her with four or five people.

Jiang Qi tilted her head and looked around. Yes, they were all familiar faces. She sighed softly, raised her hand and smiled and said hello: "Long time no see!" But no one paid any attention to her.

A group of people came to her bed and stood around it. Ming Luochun stood up and stepped aside the moment someone entered the room. Bai Qianyu also walked to his side and left the seat for the people he brought.

An old man wearing a white coat, with graying temples and a hunched back, looked at the notebook in his hand and spoke directly: "You know the rules, let's just follow the process." His tone was not very good.

Jiang Qi curled her lips and responded obediently: "Okay."

"Name?"

"Jiang Qi."

"gender?"

Jiang Qi took a deep breath, looked at the younger people next to him, then looked at the serious look on the old man's face, licked his teeth, and then spat out the word "female" in a bad mood.

"Profession?"

"Mr. Qin, are you treating me here? Or are you checking my household registration?" Jiang Qi couldn't help but complain.

Old Qin didn't reply to her. He just quickly wrote it down in his notebook, then said to the people around him, "This is a typical symptom of bipolar disorder. You have no patience and are impatient. You subconsciously refute everything at the first opportunity. It can also be understood as complaining."

As Old Qin spoke, they quickly recorded what was written in the notebooks in their hands.

"I..." Jiang Qi was about to retort, but luckily she shut up in time. She smiled and said obediently, "Just ask me and I will cooperate."

But Mr. Qin still didn't respond to her words. He continued to the person next to him: "This is also a typical symptom of bipolar disorder. Emotions are like a roller coaster, sometimes good, sometimes bad, sometimes high, sometimes low, and erratic."

Jiang Qi was silent. It would be wrong to say more, so she better shut up.

Seeing Jiang Qi stay quiet for a while, Mr. Qin continued to ask her: "Occupation?"

“Ancient Chinese Artwork Restorer.”

"address?"

"East City, Liuyuan, number nine."

"What are your parents' names?"

"Shi Jinhua, Jiang Zhuo." Jiang Qi was completely out of temper. He answered whatever was asked.

Ming Luochun was amused by Jiang Qi's expression and asked Bai Qianyu beside him with a smile, "Why is she so afraid of this old man?"

After a day of being together because of Jiang Qi's coma, the social distance between Ming Luochun and Bai Qianyu has shortened a lot. Ming Luochun is hard to say, but Bai Qianyu has already regarded him as a close friend during the conversation, thinking about the engagement between him and Jiang Qi. He told her everything he knew about Jiang Qi.

So Bai Qianyu leaned close to Ming Luochun's ear and replied, "This Mr. Qin is the chief physician of the psychiatry department here. He is one of the most authoritative people in the field of psychiatry not only in China but also in the world. He has won the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He has been treating Qiqi's illness. And according to seniority, she has to call him uncle."