Since Li Huowang was released from the suppression room, life has been quite peaceful. Every day is just taking medicine, watching TV, and sleeping—no different from other patients, apart from the absence of medical treatment.
Yi Donglai never sought him out for any sand table therapy again; he hadn't even shown his face in recent times.
Li Huowang had no idea what Yi Donglai was thinking, but he didn't care. He just went on day by day as usual.
Li Huowang, wearing handcuffs and shackles, walked into the cafeteria, the chains dragging on the ground, making a jangling sound.
Upon hearing this sound, the other patients immediately knew it was Li Huowang, and they quickly made way for him. The previous treatment had returned to Li Huowang.
No one else in the entire White Tower Prison could wander around with handcuffs and shackles, probably just him.
