Huang Ming stared at Lu Yuan who was eating dinner, wanting to laugh.
Tsk tsk, saving over a million yuan by giving up an ability, where else could you find such a good deal?
As for safety issues...
That's Doctor Lu Yuan!
How could he let himself die?!
As long as he doesn't die, this business is a win no matter what!
In fact, Huang Ming wasn't stupid, he knew it all too well!
Did he really think he was fooled by Lu Yuan?
It's just that...
What he didn't know was that Lu Yuan really had no idea this time.
These two gentlemen had their minds set on this.
After dinner, Huang Ming went straight to Lu Yuan's operating room #4 to lie down.
And this time, Lu Yuan didn't even ask Lin Youyou to come and administer anesthesia, providing one-stop service himself.
Neither had any other choice, afraid the other would change their mind.
Soon, the shadowless lamp in operating room #4 lit up.
Outside the operating room, The Clown looked at the lit up operating room #4, furious, "That Lu is dishonest!"
"He said the third one was mine!"
Beside him, Liu Yuan, who was off work, holding a cup of milk tea, bored and wandering around, muttered: "Usually when Doctor Lu voluntarily works overtime, it's often a free surgery."
"Cough cough, in other words, they are surgeries that could make breakthrough contributions to human medicine."
The Clown: "..."
"I didn't expect that little chicken in room #98 would have such courage, he really impresses me..."
Liu Yuan turned and looked at Li Lin in the reception hall staring blankly at the list of clinic services. She murmured: "There's another brave one over there."
The Clown also looked over, "What do you mean? He's also a little chicken."
Liu Yuan: "He's been staring at the last item on the service list without moving his eyes for ten minutes now."
The last item on the service list was gender reassignment surgery, which Liu Yuan had added not long ago.
The Clown: "Tsk—"
"Can't there be a single normal person in this clinic?!"
Seeing Liu Yuan's hand squeezing the milk tea straw, The Clown quickly waved his hand, "I'm tired, I'm going to rest..."
After The Clown left, Liu Yuan was also about to leave. As she turned to walk down the corridor, a voice came from behind.
"Nurse, your milk tea drinking action really fascinates me."
Liu Yuan turned around to see Li Lin staring straight at her.
She revealed an charming smile, and gently sipped some milk tea, "Sluurrp—"
Liu Yuan's action made Li Lin across from her somewhat panicking. He awkwardly asked, "Excuse me, does, does Doctor Lu, like your type?"
Casually throwing the finished milk tea into the trash can next to her, Liu Yuan's expression was tinged with a hint of helplessness. She gently said, "No, Doctor Lu only likes those with openings on their bodies."
"Whether it's men, women, living, dead, infected, or beasts..."
"As long as you can make an incision on your belly, you will be the brightest star in Doctor Lu's eyes. So—"
Liu Yuan looked meaningfully at Li Lin and said, "Cherish your body, don't do anything stupid for someone impossible."
Having said this, her tone suddenly turned somewhat cold, "If that person was possible, do you think this would be your turn?"
Li Lin stood in place, seeming to contemplate Liu Yuan's words, and also seeming to be deterred by the aura of aloofness that Liu Yuan had erupted with for a moment.
After a long time, when Liu Yuan had already disappeared at the end of the corridor, he murmured to himself:
"I think I understand now."
"Compared to how I am now, he probably still prefers your type."
Instantly, an smile appeared on Li Lin's powdered face.
...
In operating room #4.
Lu Yuan had been busy with Huang Ming for half a day.
Because this was the first transplant of a super-intelligence ability gene, Lu Yuan watched the changes of the cell primordial liquid in Huang Ming's body almost without blinking.
That's right, Huang Ming was cut open again.
Although it wasn't necessary, Lu Yuan felt that he had to strictly ensure the patient's safety, so he did it.
The first time, Lu Yuan only injected a small amount of cell primordial liquid into Huang Ming's body.
After confirming that this super-intelligence ability gene would not have a strong anomalous rejection reaction with the human body, he gradually increased the dosage.
At the same time, Lu Yuan kept a close eye on the various values on the life monitor next to him, recording and observing the changes in Huang Ming's body.
Just like this, three hours passed.
During this time, Huang Ming's body did not have any adverse reactions.
This proved that, at least for the current situation, the super-intelligence ability gene was not incompatible with the body.
This was a good sign.
After another two hours, it was one o'clock in the morning.
Lu Yuan stitched up Huang Ming and sat silently at the side of the operating table.
At this moment, Lu Yuan felt somewhat sad.
After a while, Lu Yuan got up and bowed deeply to Huang Ming on the operating table.
Coming out from the preparation room, Lin Youyou was startled, "Doctor Lu?"
Lu Yuan waved his hand sorrowfully, "You go out first, let me be alone for a while."
"Oh..."
That night, Lu Yuan just sat in the operating room, staring at Huang Ming on the operating table until dawn.
At seven o'clock, when nurses changed shifts, Liu Yuan found Lu Yuan in operating room #4, "Doctor Lu?"
"Boss?"
Lu Yuan feebly said, "Is it dawn already?"
Seeing Huang Ming on the operating table, Liu Yuan's face suddenly changed. "Could it be...?"
Lu Yuan looked exceptionally glum. "What could it be? Doesn't this happen often?"
Liu Yuan: "Another, another misunderstanding occurred?"
Lu Yuan: "..."
Liu Yuan hurriedly corrected herself: "No, no, can't say 'another', should use 'unexpectedly' instead..."
"So, Boss, shall we bury him? Or hang him up?"
Lu Yuan: "No need to go that far. I need to reflect on my mistakes first. Go out, don't disturb me."
"Ok, I'll be next door."
Outside the operating room, The Clown muttered, "I said, free things are the most expensive."
...
That day, Lu Yuan didn't eat a single bite.
Around nine o'clock at night, Huang Ming on the operating table slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Lu Yuan sitting next to him, Huang Ming was startled.
"Doctor Lu, what, what are you doing?"
Lu Yuan looked at Huang Ming, somewhat embarrassed, "Master Huang..."
"Hmm?"
"This, this surgery had a small accident, of course, if you wish, you could also call it..."
"A beautiful misunderstanding."
Huang Ming: "Doctor Lu, please speak plainly, okay? I'm fine, aren't I? Don't tell me the ability transplant was unsuccessful?"
Lu Yuan covered his face with his hands, powerlessly said: "The ability gene transplant was very successful."
"So successful that I can't even take it out of your body now."
Huang Ming's face lit up in delight. "Then, then what are you doing? You can't be asking me to pay, right?"
"Doctor Lu, I'm telling you, you'd better pay attention to your own credibility..."
Lu Yuan shook his head and said, "Master Huang, I made a mistake, I shouldn't have used human cognitive concepts to match the ability genes of other creatures."
"To be precise, I thought the ability should be A, but it turned out to be B..."
"Doctor Lu, just say it directly..."
Lu Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I got the ability gene I gave you wrong."
Huang Ming's body stiffened, "What ability did you give me?"
Lu Yuan: "Ling Dan..."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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)
