"Doctor, don't be angry. I was just joking with you."
The corners of the person's mouth hidden behind the veil slightly lifted, and the red glow in his eyes quickly disappeared.
However, the pale smile on Lu Yuan's face did not fade.
He glanced at the name signed by the person on the registration form, Wang Yi.
"Mr. Wang Yi, you really enjoy joking. Well, I have one for you too."
"Go ahead."
"Mr. Wang Yi, you look vigorous and energetic. You will definitely live a long life."
There was a sudden silence in the consultation room.
After a moment.
"Hahaha!"
The person burst into laughter, but because of the veil covering his face, the laughter sounded somewhat muffled.
"So, Doctor, are you planning to keep me here today?!"
Lu Yuan took off his glasses and said calmly, "I don't have such a vindictive nature to take someone's life just because of a few words."
"But as someone who is engaged in the profession of saving lives, let me give you some advice."
Saying that, Lu Yuan pointed to the door behind the person, "The door is over there. I advise you to leave early, walk quickly. The wind and rain are heavy at night, don't look back."
"What will happen if I look back?"
"Something bad will happen."
"Hahaha, I never expected to meet such an interesting doctor in this remote corner!"
These were the person's final words.
After speaking, he got up and left Lu Yuan's office, passed through the reception hall, and plunged into the pouring rain outside.
Lu Yuan followed behind him, stood under the eaves outside the reception hall, and watched his figure until he completely disappeared before turning around.
Lin Youyou, dressed in a nurse's uniform, saw Lu Yuan coming back and frowned, "Dr. Lu, I never expected that you would personally see off someone like that..."
Lu Yuan glanced at her and said, "That should have been your duty as a nurse, you know?"
Lin Youyou was momentarily speechless, "Oh, I see... Dr. Lu, you haven't had dinner yet!"
"Yeah, heat it up and bring it to the pantry."
"Okay!"
Dinner was prepared by Liu Yuan earlier, a small plate of shredded pork with garlic sauce, a small plate of garlic-sautéed vegetables, a steamed small yellow croaker, accompanied by rice and half a pot of pumpkin congee.
Lu Yuan ate while Lin Youyou stood by, watching with wide eyes.
Soon, the door of the pantry opened slightly, and two little heads popped out.
Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't react much, Little Grass and Zhang Baobao also stood by, staring at Lu Yuan eating with big and small eyes.
Seeing Zhang Baobao, Lu Yuan glanced at Lin Youyou.
Lin Youyou immediately understood Lu Yuan's meaning and said proactively, "Dr. Lu, don't worry! I understand."
"Okay."
Lu Yuan didn't say much and continued to eat his food.
At this moment, Zhang Baobao blinked his big eyes and looked at Lin Youyou, then asked Lu Yuan in a childish voice, "Brother Lu, why are all the nurses you find so beautiful?"
Lu Yuan didn't respond to Zhang Baobao immediately. He leisurely chewed and swallowed his food, then said with annoyance, "If I don't find someone beautiful, I will feel frustrated every day."
Zhang Baobao raised her little hand and pointed to the scarecrow next to her, asking in a childish voice, "Why did you choose such an ugly patient?"
Scarecrow: "......"
Lin Youyou: "......"
Lu Yuan glanced at the little grass and said with a sip, "Child, you shouldn't make fun of people like that face to face, it's not nice!"
"In the eyes of a doctor, beauty or ugliness doesn't matter."
Zhang Baobao nodded, not fully understanding, "Oh, since it's all the same, why not let Little Grass be a nurse?"
"Little Grass has his own job, he's the security guard of our clinic."
"Then why not let Youyou sister be the security guard?"
"......"
"You little brat, it's time for you to go to bed, go back and sleep!"
Pouting, Zhang Baobao "hmphed" at Lu Yuan, and took Little Grass's hand to walk away.
Before leaving, Little Grass glanced at Lin Youyou.
Lin Youyou smiled and said to it, "Little Grass, you're not ugly, humans just can't appreciate your beauty!"
Suddenly, the two red dots in Little Grass's eyes flickered rapidly.
Lu Yuan ate his meal relatively slowly, taking about thirty minutes to finish.
While tidying up the dishes and utensils in the pantry, Lin Youyou glanced at the time. Lu Yuan said to her, "You don't have to be on duty tonight. Rest early. After ten o'clock, there should be no lights on in the clinic."
Although she didn't understand why, Lin Youyou nodded and said, "Okay!"
"Good."
Lu Yuan returned to the second operating room and continued fiddling with the small metal ball, about one centimeter in diameter, that he had taken out earlier.
It was the latest set of artificial painless injection organs he had developed.
Although it was already down to a diameter of only one centimeter, Lu Yuan wanted to see if he could compress it further.
Ideally, it would be compressed to the size of a mosquito, or at worst, a fly.
Time passed quickly once he entered the second operating room.
At one o'clock in the morning, Lu Yuan stopped his actions, raised his head, and looked in the direction above him.
The second operating room was located on the basement floor of the warehouse, and when he looked up, he could see the entrance of the Medical Academy.
At this time, the pitch-black sky continued to pour heavy rain, showing no signs of stopping.
The strange man who had come before had returned.
This time, he was carrying a large box and had a person on his back.
A woman.
Clomp, clomp, clomp!
The man named Wang Yi stomped through the water on the ground and walked across the square in front of the clinic.
When he reached the reception hall, he looked up at the five-story clinic building in front of him.
The entire clinic building was pitch-black, with no lights on.
Wang Yi took out a flashlight and turned it on, shining it towards the building. He looked at the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor...
Soon, Wang Yi's flashlight beam reached the fifth floor.
And there, by the window of a room on the fifth floor, he saw a scarecrow standing, grinning at him.
"Hehehe..."
"Young doctor, do you think you can scare me away with such methods? I'm afraid it won't work..."
"I've figured it out, little doctor, hehe, you must live on the ground floor!"
Snap!
Wang Yi turned off the flashlight, carrying a box and carrying a woman, entered the reception hall.
In the dark reception hall, there would usually be a faint glow from the round-the-clock working ticket machine.
But today, Lin Youyou perfectly followed Lu Yuan's order of "no light allowed."
She even unplugged the power to the ticket machine.
After entering the hall, Wang Yi first put down the box in his hand, then spread a blanket on the floor and laid the woman he was carrying on it.
Then, he went to the inner side of the reception hall and looked towards the rooms in the corridor on the first floor of the clinic. He sniffed hard and finally, Wang Yi walked straight toward Lu Yuan's resting room.
But just as he took a few steps, Lu Yuan's distinctive calm and gentle voice came from behind him.
"I told you to leave early, walk faster, and don't look back."
"It seems you didn't listen, huh..."
Wang Yi slowly turned around, his whole face still hidden under a thick veil, except for his narrow pair of eyes.
At the end of the dark corridor, Lu Yuan stood there quietly, wearing a white coat.
Seeing Lu Yuan, waves seemed to surge in Wang Yi's narrow eyes, and he exclaimed, "Why... why are you over there?!"
"You should be on this side!"
A cold smile crept up on Lu Yuan's face. "Indeed, your super-sensitive sensory abilities allow you to observe many details that ordinary people can't see, but..."
"Senses can be deceived."
As he spoke, Lu Yuan stepped towards Wang Yi.
As Lu Yuan approached, gradually, intense fear rose in Wang Yi's eyes!
"You... you have such a strong smell of corpses on you?!"
"No! Why didn't I smell it during the day?!"
"You... were deceiving me from the beginning?!"
The smile on Lu Yuan's face gradually filled with a pale, sickly look, and his voice turned cold and indifferent. "If I didn't deceive your senses, how could I have made you come back?"
...
In the dim corridor, a ghostly claw quietly lifted and gently touched the exquisitely clear cheek of its owner.
Lin Youyou, wearing a nurse uniform, leaned against the wall, coldly watching the scene unfold in front of her.
In that moment, she understood Liu Yuan's words...
One must know how to respect and cater to the boss's preferences.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
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)
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
