Afternoon.
"Doctor Ye, right here... it hurts here."
"Ah, just reach in already. You can't check properly from that angle."
Ye Shuang was conducting routine health checks in the school clinic as usual, surrounded by flirtatious students cooing "Doctor Ye" in sugary tones. He couldn't shake the feeling of being devoured piece by piece—like Tang Sanzang stumbling into the Kingdom of Women. The comparison might be exaggerated, but that's exactly how Ye Shuang felt.
What surprised him was An Shiyu's absence. Normally, she'd be lounging on the last sickbed during this time, lazing around as usual. But after witnessing her jump from the second floor that morning, she'd seemingly vanished since lunch break.
"That girl probably twisted her ankle after that stunt," Ye Shuang mused. Yet he couldn't figure out how she'd instantly reappeared behind him afterward. It wasn't like she had superpowers—unless she had Doraemon's Anywhere Door, which was downright unscientific.
Then again, Ye Shuang wasn't in any position to talk about what was "unscientific."
Just as he finished seeing off the students, a teacher unexpectedly walked into the clinic.
"Anyone here? Huh..."
"That's odd... Teacher Bai, why are you wearing the school doctor's uniform?"
It was Class C's homeroom teacher, Shen Jiaojiao. Compared to other faculty members, she was relatively young—a 25- or 26-year-old master's graduate with glasses and a ponytail, giving off a pure and innocent vibe. She blinked in confusion at Ye Shuang's presence.
"Oh, I found teaching too exhausting, so I switched to being a school doctor. They happened to be short-staffed," Ye Shuang replied casually with a smile.
"It is exhausting, but Yinshan Academy isn't as bad as other schools with their endless performative demands. I heard some primary schools in the bay area won't even approve marriage leave, and when teachers complain, higher-ups ignore it. Meanwhile, they keep inviting officials over for appearances, dumping all the pressure on the faculty. Can you imagine?"
"Indeed," Ye Shuang responded, though he wasn't particularly interested in these all-too-common grievances. He simply asked, "What seems to be the problem, Teacher Shen?"
"Well, it's kind of..." Shen Jiaojiao hesitated, especially under Ye Shuang's gaze.
Recognizing her discomfort, Ye Shuang discreetly checked her information.
[Character: Shen Jiaojiao
Homeroom teacher of Yinshan Academy's Class 3-C. Recently suffering from uterine cold, experiencing heavy menstrual flow.]
Ah.
No wonder she was embarrassed. She probably thought the school doctor was a stranger. Still, maintaining professionalism, Ye Shuang smiled reassuringly.
"Don't worry, just treat me as a regular doctor. No need to feel shy."
Shen Jiaojiao considered this and nodded, pressing a hand to her abdomen. "I've been having terrible discomfort here lately... and, well, my period has been unusually heavy."
"Let me check your pulse."
"You can do that?" Shen Jiaojiao had only come because the pain was unbearable—otherwise, she would've gone straight to a hospital if not for her teaching duties.
"A little."
Ye Shuang had no real pulse-reading skills; this was purely for show. Placing his fingers on her wrist, he closed his eyes in mock concentration before recalling medical texts on uterine cold.
"Do you often wear crop tops? Or consume cold foods during your period?"
"I do," Shen Jiaojiao admitted, surprised by his accuracy. "Pulse-reading is that precise?"
"Yep. The wonders of ancient Eastern medicine," Ye Shuang said. "Your condition is uterine cold. I'll give you some medication, but long-term care is more important."
He stood and retrieved blood-nourishing and womb-warming herbs from a cabinet, adding, "Avoid cold foods during your cycle—especially ice cream—and keep warm."
"If left untreated, severe cases can lead to infertility," he added bluntly, causing Shen Jiaojiao's face to pale.
"That serious?! I don't even have a boyfriend yet..."
"Exactly. So take good care of yourself," Ye Shuang said with a smile.
"Right, I will." Shen Jiaojiao pocketed the medicine, then glanced at him again. "My students kept saying the third clinic's doctor was amazing. Seems they were right. Why didn't you become a hospital physician, Teacher Bai?"
"I prefer a more relaxed job."
A year ago, Ye Shuang—who once believed wasting time was wasting life—would never have said such a thing. Besides, he wasn't even a licensed doctor. An Shiyu had basically smuggled him in to laze around.
Yet somehow, he'd gradually gained a reputation. Many students now saw him as a reliable school doctor, even consulting him for mental health issues.
"Thanks," Shen Jiaojiao said, tucking away the medicine.
"Don't mention it."
"Oh, Teacher Bai..."
"Hm?"
Blushing slightly, she mustered her courage. "Are you free for dinner? I know a fantastic restaurant."
The man before her was handsome, gentle, and around her age—an irresistible temptation for a perpetually single woman in her mid-twenties. This was a rare moment of boldness.
Ye Shuang's dark, ink-like eyes remained unreadable. He smiled faintly. "Sounds lovely, but I already have plans. Promised to have dinner with my partner. Sorry about that."
"O-oh, what a shame. I'll get going then." Shen Jiaojiao wasn't dense—his rejection was clear. She forced a smile and left it at that.
"Take care."
After seeing her out, Ye Shuang slumped back into his chair.
Just as he stretched, his phone buzzed on the desk. A message from Fugui lit up the screen:
Fugui: yOOOOOOOO… Wanna grab drinks tonight? Combustible oolong tea, spiked with 98% Everclear.
Ye Shuang noted it was a group chat. Another message popped up immediately.
Chen Hai: Ugh, tough luck. The missus is on a rampage—says if I go drinking, she's coming too.
Fugui: Pfft~ You're not even from Sichuan. Since when do us southerners become henpecked?
Chen Hai: Bullshit! I just pamper my wife. When it counts, I’ve got her wrapped around my finger.
Ye Shuang tapped out a reply—
Ye Shuang: Screenshot taken. Sending it to your wife now.
Chen Hai: Bro, BRO, I take it back!
Fugui: @Ye Shuang Bring your kid along. Let’s see if you’ve fattened them up nicely.
Ye Shuang: Definitely healthier, if not much rounder. At least their complexion’s improved.
Ye Shuang: Tonight?
Fugui: Duh~ Didn’t I say "soon" last time? If not tonight, when?
Ye Shuang considered it. It could work, but driving after drinking was out of the question.
Better hail a cab.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
