Where the fuck are you shitting You're right...

When Lu Yuan woke up, it was already dusk.

"I can't go on like this. I need to establish a normal sleep schedule tonight and stop staying up late," he thought to himself, even though he had the strong urge to check on the two dragon sculptures he had just brought back to his cold storage.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Baobao standing outside with a thermos food container in her hands.

"Lu gege, you're awake! These are the dumplings my mom and I made for lunch. Here, they're for you!"

Lu Yuan took the food container and asked, "Why are you standing here? You can just leave it in the pantry."

Zhang Baobao hugged Lu Yuan's leg and said in a sweet voice, "The nurse sister told me that you often don't eat, so I've been waiting here for you."

Lu Yuan smiled and ruffled the little girl's head, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Baobao earnestly said, "Lu gege, you must eat well. I'll go back to be with my mom now!"

After saying that, the little girl waved her hand at Lu Yuan and ran off down the corridor stairs.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan quickly finished the box of dumplings in the pantry within a few minutes.

Zhang Fenglan, the robotic housekeeper, was still skilled at cooking. Although not as good as Liu Yuan, her cooking was still much better than what Lu Yuan could make himself.

After finishing the dumplings, Lu Yuan took a stroll around the main building of the clinic to aid digestion. Then he went to the pond behind the medical school to see the thirteen dragon sculpture hatchlings being guarded by the three-headed crocodile king.

Lu Yuan hadn't figured out what to do with this brood of dragon sculpture hatchlings yet.

If he directly dissected them, since he already had two dragon sculpture kings' corpses, dissecting another specimen of the same species wouldn't yield any new knowledge for Lu Yuan.

Unless these dragon sculpture hatchlings possessed different abilities, then they wouldn't be considered completely identical.

Just like humans with different abilities.

The thirteen dragon sculpture hatchlings were rolling around in a grassy nest, looking adorable, occasionally emitting low growls, indicating that they were hungry.

Lu Yuan took out his phone and gave a few commands. Before long, Zhang Fenglan arrived with Zhang Baobao. She was carrying several bottles and cans filled with sheep's milk.

"Wow! They're little birds!"

As soon as she saw the thirteen cute dragon sculpture hatchlings, Zhang Baobao eagerly volunteered to feed them.

From then on, the pond at the medical school became Zhang Baobao's second base apart from the ninety-ninth ward.

After feeding the dragon sculpture hatchlings, Lu Yuan led Zhang Baobao to meet the three-headed crocodile king hiding in the pond.

At first, Zhang Baobao hesitated when she saw the fierce three-headed crocodile king.

But after a while, she climbed onto the crocodile king's head and shouted excitedly, "Big croc! Charge!"

Lu Yuan stood by and watched as the dilapidated and desolate medical school finally gained some popularity. A smile unconsciously appeared on his face. "It seems like I'll have to find more patients to admit in the future..."

After completing all these tasks, the sky had already turned completely dark.

Zhang Fenglan finished dinner with Zhang Baobao and returned to the hospital room to rest, while Lu Yuan entered the underground freezer warehouse to embark on his new research.

The medical school, which had just gained some vitality during the day, once again returned to its tranquility and serenity.

It was 11 o'clock at night, inside Lu Yuan's second operating room.

After more than two hours of intense work, Lu Yuan finally dissected the body of a male dragon sculpture king.

Previously, Lu Yuan had only dissected ordinary dragon claw gold sculptures, and this dragon claw gold sculpture king was his first time encountering it.

Suddenly, a stream of new knowledge and information appeared in Lu Yuan's mind.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes and contemplated in place for half an hour before slowly opening them.

"Advanced construction of claw-type mechanical prosthetics..."

"Another technology that can serve customers, how wonderful."

Looking at the dragon sculpture king that he had dissected clean, Lu Yuan picked up the remote control and called the crocodile king from the specially made elevator in the back warehouse.

After another hour of tinkering, Lu Yuan successfully hung the dragon sculpture king in an extra-large cryogenic chamber.

Having finished all this, Lu Yuan glanced at the mother dragon sculpture king still lying in the second operating room and shook his head, saying, "No, I must sleep tonight, I can't keep busy anymore..."

Thus, Lu Yuan ended his day's work and came up from the underground freezer room, heading towards his rest room.

Passing by the pantry, he suddenly felt hungry and turned in, only to find that the electric cooker was in the warming mode.

Upon opening it, he found a pot of lean meat and preserved egg congee inside, with a note attached: "Boss, I just came by, you were busy so I didn't disturb you. There are some Xiaolongbao in the refrigerator, heat them up in the microwave as a midnight snack."

The person who could do such a thing naturally couldn't be the artificial robot Zhang Fenglan, nor could it be the little one Zhang Baobao, it could only be Liu Yuan.

For a moment, a bitter smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face.

Half an hour later, having eaten his fill, Lu Yuan moved around a bit and returned to his room to sleep.

When the lights in Lu Yuan's room went out, the entire medical school fell into complete tranquility under the cover of night.

At one o'clock in the morning, several sneaky figures appeared on the side of the road outside the medical school.

These people clung to the railing of the medical school's fence and secretly observed for quite a while.

After confirming that they hadn't been noticed by anyone, they climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the medical school.

In Room 99, Zhang Baobao was wide awake, watching Zhang Fenglan who had already fallen asleep beside her.

At such a young age, she had already sensed that something was amiss with her mother, but for the time being, her young mind couldn't analyze exactly what was wrong.

Suddenly, a trace of vigilance flashed through Zhang Baobao's eyes, originally filled with innocence and childishness.

The next second, wearing a small nightgown and barefoot, she jumped off the bed.

At the same time, Lu Yuan, who had just fallen asleep not long ago, opened his eyes, but then closed them again.

Turning over and assuming a more comfortable sleeping position, Lu Yuan murmured, "More people means less trouble..."

A group of people had just climbed over the wall from the highway into the Medical College and quickly crossed the grassy area next to the fence, reaching the edge of a plaza.

The leader whispered to the others behind him, "I've confirmed it. There's only one doctor and one nurse inside. I saw several large vehicles enter here yesterday. I'm certain that doctor is a rich quack!"

Another person beside him nodded and said, "That's right. There's only one clinic in this whole city. Damn it, they must have made a fortune from their shady practices!"

"Good! When we go in, we need to keep it quiet. Once we find that doctor, we'll hold a knife to his throat. If he cooperates, we'll go easy on him. If he doesn't, hehe..."

"Do you all understand?!"

The group nodded repeatedly. "Boss, I understand!"

"We got it, we got it!"

"Don't worry, boss. I guarantee I'll go in white and come out red!" [Note: "going in white" means going in clean, without suspicion, and "coming out red" means successfully completing the mission.]

"Good!"

The leader looked around at the others and suddenly his expression changed. He asked in a stern voice, "Where's Number Six?!"

The group turned their heads to look at each other, all wearing confused expressions. One of them said in puzzlement, "Wait a minute, I saw him just before we climbed over the wall!"

The boss carefully observed his surroundings. "Look nearby and see where he could have gone in such a short time?!"

The second-in-command hesitated and said, "Boss, could it be... could that doctor have some special skills?"

"Nonsense!!"

The boss impatiently stared and said, "Use your brain! A doctor! Such an esteemed profession. Even if they can't make it to the Western Capital, they can still find a place in Xifu City!"

"A small-time doctor like this, hiding in some corner, what skills could they possibly have?!"

The boss's words did make sense. Just as he finished speaking, they suddenly heard a weak voice saying, "Boss! I... I'm over here..."

The person closest to the voice, Number Four, immediately ran over and pulled Number Six up from the bushes by the Medical College fence.

The boss immediately scolded in anger, "What the hell were you still doing there? Taking a shit?!"

Number Six hung his head in shame and didn't dare to speak. Number Four pinched his nose, looking disgusted, and said, "Boss, you were right on the money..."

Number Six stammered and tried to explain in a low voice, "When I climbed over the wall, my pants got caught and ripped. When I landed, I got nervous and couldn't stop myself from jumping out..."

"Spit!"

The boss cursed in anger, "Look at you, so useless! With your pathetic skills, you can only rob these small clinics in some corner!"

"You damn cowards! Back in the day, I forcefully entered Tianyu Hospital in the Western Capital. How the hell did I end up with a bunch of losers like you?!"

"Sigh!!"

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