Don't Think Blindly, What's Wrong with This Game?

"Don't think blindly, there are no ghosts in the game." The old Chinese medicine doctor felt Lin Mo's pulse, raised his eyes and persuaded through his reading glasses: "Worry hurts the kidneys, and your kidney failure is also related to your messy thoughts." Lin Mo, who was seriously ill, shook his head. "I played a horror game that was so real that it seemed like it was happening in reality. Ever since I first participated in the game, I couldn't get rid of it and had to complete tasks regularly." "Now, I always feel that there is something strange in life. I suspect that those terrifying entities have invaded reality." "The curtains, under the bed, behind the door... Are all unsafe. For example, I will imagine now: Maybe there is a bloody human head hidden in your medical records drawer." The old Chinese medicine doctor took off his reading glasses and seriously advised: "You have delusional disorder. I suggest you see a psychiatrist. I can't solve it here." Lin Mo sighed and walked out of the door disappointed. The old Chinese medicine doctor stared at the door of the infirmary as it closed, and the long hair seeping out of the medical record drawer slowly shrank back.