129: Chapter 130 Mind Reading Counterattack! Female Doctor Explores Bed, Searches Phone, and Whispers in Ear

Xia Zhichiu's words were incredibly piercing.

They instantly shattered the tense, ambiguous atmosphere in the hospital ward.

She walked to the foot of the hospital bed.

She picked up the medical record card hanging there.

Using the ballpoint pen in her hand, she tapped it twice, forcefully.

"I was just looking at the monitors at the nurse station. Your heart rate has surged to a hundred and ten beats per minute in the past five minutes, and your blood pressure is about to break the critical threshold."

Xia Zhichiu pushed up the rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Behind the lenses, her eyes radiated absolute medical authority.

She allowed no room for rebuttal.

"If you two think that five billion in market-support funds and a bowl of chicken soup can replace medical emergency treatment, I'll discharge him right now. If he dies on the street, it's on you."

Luo Qingcheng was left speechless by these words.

Though she was usually decisive and ruthless in the business world,

she didn't dare take the slightest risk when it came to Lin Yan's life and safety.

She shot a resentful look at Su Wanqing across from her.

Picking up the unsigned security agreement,

she walked out of the ward in her high heels without looking back.

Su Wanqing didn't linger either.

She left Lin Yu's letter by Lin Yan's hand.

She gave him a meaningful look

and casually closed the door behind her.

The ward finally became quiet.

Only the rustling sound of Xia Zhichiu flipping through papers remained.

Lin Yan leaned against the pillow,

breathing heavily.

He tried to calm the physiological pain triggered by the extreme 'Shura Field' confrontation just now.

He knew being trapped in this ward made him too passive.

Chairman Wang's crisis was still fermenting outside.

He had to find a way to get a discharge permit,

even if he had to attend the Board of Directors meeting in a wheelchair.

Lin Yan stared at Xia Zhichiu's profile.

He decided to risk the intense neurological pain

to use a very minute amount of his Empathy Talent with extreme restraint.

He didn't need to fully simulate her emotional circuits;

he only needed to capture a tiny crack in Xia Zhichiu's personality

to find a point of entry for negotiation that could convince her.

He began to carefully observe Xia Zhichiu's movements,

from the frequency with which she flipped through the medical records to the strength with which her fingers gripped the pen,

all the way to the extremely slight crease on the collar of her white lab coat.

Lin Yan's brain began to work rapidly,

trying to piece together this fragmented information into a perfect rhetorical model.

Just as he was about to speak and test the waters,

Xia Zhichiu suddenly closed the medical record book.

She turned her head and looked him straight in the eye.

"You just looked at my left wrist a total of three times, trying to analyze my watch-wearing habits to deduce my daily routine."

Xia Zhichiu's voice was as cold and hard as a piece of frozen steel.

She instantly smashed the rhetoric Lin Yan had just organized into pieces.

"Then you looked at the collar of my lab coat twice, wanting to judge from that crease whether I slept in my clothes in the duty room last night, so you could find a point of weakness in my psychological defenses caused by fatigue."

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

He had never encountered a situation like this.

Not only was the other person immune to his Empathy Talent,

but she could even reverse-engineer all his observation steps.

Xia Zhichiu walked to the side of the bed

and looked down at him.

The corner of her mouth curled into a mocking arc.

"Put away your little tricks of micro-expression analysis and psychological profiling. You think you're analyzing me, but in reality, every direction your eyes move is exposing your intentions to me."

She reached out

and directly pulled back the thin quilt covering Lin Yan's chest.

Before Lin Yan could react,

Xia Zhichiu's hand had already reached with extreme precision under the corner of the quilt by his right hand.

Two seconds later,

the old backup phone with a cracked corner on its screen

was pulled out, held between Xia Zhichiu's two fingers.

She shook it in mid-air.

"Did you think your accomplice, disguised as a caregiver, was clever enough to hide this from the entire medical staff on the fifth floor?"

Seeing the core device that maintained his entire intelligence network being confiscated,

Lin Yan felt like he had been struck on the head with a heavy club.

He forced a smile,

trying to brush it off with a casual tone.

"Dr. Xia, that's just an MP3 I use to listen to light music to help me sleep. There's no need to be so paranoid."

Xia Zhichiu ignored his excuses completely.

She dropped the backup phone directly into the large pocket of her white lab coat.

"From the moment I walked in, the muscles in your right arm have remained in an unnaturally tense state, and your pulse rate is fifteen percent faster than during normal conversation."

She pointed her ballpoint pen at Lin Yan's left hand, which was in a cast.

Her tone carried a finality that brooked no argument.

"This typical food-guarding somatic response is called an 'object defense mechanism' in psychology. Do you really think I, a double-department director of Neurology and Psychology, got my position through the back door?"

Lin Yan was completely silenced.

The psychological tactics he took pride in

were as laughable as a kindergartener reciting multiplication tables in front of a university professor.

Xia Zhichiu turned and walked toward the door.

She pulled the ward door open

and beckoned to Luo Qingcheng, who had been waiting on the bench in the hallway.

Luo Qingcheng immediately stood up and walked over,

her brow slightly furrowed.

She was clearly displeased by Xia Zhichiu's 'summoned at will' attitude.

"Does Director Xia have any more medical orders to give?"

Xia Zhichiu pulled the cracked-screen backup phone from her pocket

and tossed it directly into the medical waste bin in the corner of the hallway.

Seeing that familiar broken phone,

Luo Qingcheng's expression changed.

She immediately realized it was Lin Yan's secret channel for contacting the outside world.

"President Luo, I don't care if you've thrown in five billion or fifty billion. On this floor, my rules are the supreme law."

Xia Zhichiu kept her hands in her lab coat pockets.

Her aura was not at all inferior to that of the overbearing female CEO of Shenghai Group.

"From now on, no electronic devices with communication functions are allowed in Lin Yan's ward, including your private phone."

She pointed at Lin Yan, who looked as pale as death on the bed,

and threw out a lethal threat.

"If anyone dares to pass him any more outside information and stimulate his nervous system, I will immediately diagnose him with severe schizophrenic tendencies, have him forcibly transferred to a locked psychiatric ward, and strap him to a bed with sedatives."

Luo Qingcheng grit her teeth.

She knew all too well Xia Zhichiu's authority in the medical system.

This was definitely not an idle threat.

She could only compromise and take half a step back.

Through the door panel, she mouthed to Lin Yan, "You better behave yourself."

Then she watched helplessly as Xia Zhichiu closed the door again.

Lin Yan lay on the bed,

completely turned into an isolated prisoner.

His connection to Old K was severed.

He knew nothing of the company's situation.

Chairman Wang's time bomb could explode at any moment.

This feeling of powerlessness from losing control over information

was even more terrifying to him than his gastric hemorrhage.

Xia Zhichiu walked back to the bed

and made the final stroke on the ward round record.

She leaned down,

bringing her face close to Lin Yan's ear.

She whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Don't try to test me. Those tricks you use to deceive little girls are what I call neuropathological evolution. If you dare use your brain like that one more time, I'll make it so you can't even remember who you are."