The Cheating Husband Who Ended Up in My Psych Ward - Chapter 26

One day, long after the divorce, I took Li Kai’s lab report and went to see him.

The doctor said his condition had been getting worse lately, and he had even started to refuse food.

I saw Li Kai huddled in a corner of his room. He, who had always been so particular about cleanliness, was now completely oblivious to his filthy hospital gown. He was scratching at the wall with his hands, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself.

“I’m not sick… I’m not sick…”

I hadn’t seen him in months. He had aged so much, his haggard appearance a far cry from his former vibrant self.

I let out a soft laugh. “Of course you’re not sick. What could possibly be wrong with you?”

As if hearing my voice, Li Kai looked up, startled. When he saw it was me, a flicker of light appeared in his vacant eyes, which then quickly focused, filled with rage. “Wang Xi, this was all your doing, wasn’t it?!”

I shrugged innocently and smiled. “What does it have to do with me?”

He shook his head, thinking for a moment, then lunged towards me like a madman. But the room was sealed with a heavy-duty security door, with only a small window.

“Then why did I have all those symptoms? Do I have AIDS?”

I held up the lab report and waved it in front of him. HIV: negative. Perfectly normal.

“Then why…” he started muttering again, unable to understand.

I pursed my lips and explained slowly and clearly, “All illnesses are caused by ‘phlegm.’ Sweet foods promote inflammation and produce phlegm, which can easily lead to boils and sores. And it’s common sense that consuming too much salt makes you thirsty.”

“Then why did I have fevers, sweats, memory loss, and allergies?”

I chuckled. “I turned off the air conditioner in the middle of the night. It’s the middle of summer, who wouldn’t be hot?”

“As for the fever, with the cross-breeze on the ninth floor at night, it’s easy to catch a little cold.”

“And the memory loss…” I giggled. “I was the one who deliberately moved your things around. I also deliberately turned on the main gas valve in the kitchen.”

I didn’t explain the hives; that had nothing to do with me.

Nor did I explain that melatonin has limited effectiveness for insomnia.

“And Su Yuluo? She was having spontaneous nosebleeds for no reason.”

I just smiled without saying a word. I wasn’t going to tell him about a condition called nasal endometriosis.

As the name suggests, endometrial tissue grows in the nasal cavity, causing nosebleeds that coincide with the menstrual cycle.

“But you do have bipolar disorder,” I said, a triumphant smile spreading across my face.

“Wang Xi, you bitch! I’m going to kill you!”

“I’m not sick!”

“Let me out!” Li Kai roared from inside the room, pounding his fists against the glass. Soon, his hands were covered in blood.

Doctors and nurses rushed over. “Help! Patient in room 32 is having another manic episode.”

I feigned fear and terror, but I coldly watched as the nurses gave Li Kai a sedative injection. Soon, he stopped struggling, his consciousness fading until he fell into a stupor, completely quiet.

Leaving the hospital, I hummed a cheerful tune.

Sick or not, it didn’t matter.

No one will believe a mental patient who claims he’s not sick!