Night Shift Doctor: the Patient's Hallucinations Are All Real

The note on the seventeenth bed read "Do Not Disturb". The word "Do Not" was traced over and the ink penetrated to the back of the paper. But the rules are bigger than the notes - I opened the door, and the old man with his back to me spoke first without turning around: "Your sister, she came here at this time too." My name is Jiang Xu, and I have only one reason for coming to this hospital: my sister "died" here three years ago, and a page was missing from her medical record, which was taken away. Later I realized: Most of the patients here are really crazy, but there are always one or two in each ward who were imprisoned because they saw something real. I can use their eyes to see the cracks in the world - the price is that their madness will be transferred to me. When one is cured, a crack is sealed. But my psychological evaluation scores are getting closer to the "diagnosis line" one by one. On that day, every truth I say will turn into symptoms.