No one knew how much time had passed before Jiang Yingying, her face numbed, saw Lu Yuan change to a small surgical saw with serrated edges.
"Step two, remove the face and shave the bones."
"Although your previous facial structure was not bad, in order to completely change your appearance, the bones still need to be worked on a bit."
Then Jiang Yingying felt a cool sensation on her face, as if something was rubbing against her skin.
When Lu Yuan changed to a small chisel, Jiang Yingying heard a "crack" sound.
Was this her cheekbone being chiseled open?
Clink, clink, clink!
Crack, crack, crack!
Seeing Lu Yuan pick up a metal grinding wheel, Jiang Yingying decided to close her eyes and not look any more.
"Step three, grind the new facial bone structure."
Hum—
"Step four, trim the jawbone."
Slap, slap, slap!
"Step five, attach the new facial bone tissue material."
This time Lu Yuan took out synthetic bone material without metal elements, along with 502 special adhesive.
In her groggy state, Jiang Yingying only felt an itchy sensation on her face, as if some sticky, foul-smelling stuff was being applied.
"Step six, fill in the skin fiber tissue material."
"Step seven, facial skin and five sensory organ shaping, carving, and test fitting."
"First test fitting failed, reshaping facial skin..."
"Second test fitting succeeded."
...
Lu Yuan was busy working on Jiang Yingying's face until two o'clock in the afternoon before he finished.
Liu Yuan came to push Jiang Yingying, whose whole head was wrapped in thick gauze, out of the operating room. Lu Yuan went to eat.
While eating, Lu Yuan took out that doll baby and placed it to the side.
As a result, looking at the aggrieved doll face, Lu Yuan suddenly felt he was eating more deliciously.
Just then, with a plop, the little doll suddenly collapsed on the table and slowly crawled towards Lu Yuan.
She had just touched Lu Yuan's sleeve when he picked her up and put her aside.
The doll was undeterred and crawled towards Lu Yuan again.
This time, Lu Yuan quickly wolfed down the remaining food in front of him in two to three bites. Holding the doll, he walked to the tea room next to the dining room.
Lu Yuan opened the refrigerator in the tea room.
He looked sinisterly at the doll in his hand and said, "If you don't stay put, I'll put you in the fridge—"
Lu Yuan stopped mid-sentence when he saw the doll stretch out her paws to grab a bag of milk bread rolls bigger than her face inside the fridge.
"Looks like you'll be quite comfortable staying here."
Having said that, Lu Yuan found a cozy spot for the doll in the fridge's freezer compartment and threw her in.
Slam!
After closing the fridge door, Lu Yuan stood to the side, silently counting numbers in his heart.
Lu Yuan's original plan was to count to twenty before taking out the doll.
But when he counted to fifteen, a thought suddenly arose in Lu Yuan's mind.
The next second, Lu Yuan turned and left the tea room.
The number he was silently counting in his heart was thus forever frozen at fifteen.
Fortunately, he hadn't gone too far when Lu Yuan remembered the doll again.
When he opened the tea room fridge door again—
He saw the doll hugging a milk bread roll bigger than her face, nibbling away bit by bit.
And when she saw him, she waved at him, a sly smile on her naughty face.
Slam!
This time, Lu Yuan decisively closed the fridge door and left.
...
Room 95.
The clown, who had been busy until late last night, finally opened his groggy eyes.
After washing up, the clown stood in front of the mirror in his room.
He showed the mirror a very stiff smile, but although he was smiling, the clown in the mirror didn't have any expression at all.
This was a mirror Lu Yuan had deliberately left in the clown's room.
Lu Yuan told the clown that when the clown in the mirror could smile along with him, that would be when he could leave the clinic.
Like other infected, the clown didn't have the urge to eat people, he only had some mental issues.
Therefore, while letting the clown stay in a patient room, Lu Yuan also set a new standard for his discharge.
"That mirror is as hateful as Mr. Lu!"
Muttering, the clown left his room.
He passed by Room 96 and stopped briefly, muttering: "There's a scary woman sleeping here, she's ambiguous with Mr. Lu, can't provoke her."
At Room 97: "My little brother lives here, won't bully him today."
Room 98: "How is there such a useless chicken staying here? Forget it, don't oppress the meek."
Room 99: "Hmm, a robot lives here? Could it be a nanny? Boring..."
As the clown muttered, he knocked on the door of Room 99.
Zhang Fenglan, with a very standard smile on her face, slightly bowed to the clown - this was programmed behavior for an intelligent domestic robot.
"How may I be of service?"
The Clown: "I'm hungry."
"The master has rules that I do not serve any patients outside of mealtimes or without his permission."
"If you need anything, you can take some prepared food from the fridge in the tea room and heat it up yourself."
The clown said impatiently, "Oh, thanks."
"You're welcome."
Just as the clown turned to leave, he suddenly thought of an extremely serious problem.
Where did that scary brat go?
The previously carefree clown instantly became timid and walked forward cautiously, taking one step and looking around three steps, carefully advancing to the first floor of the clinic.
Fortunately, it was nap time at the clinic and there was not much movement. The clinic was very quiet.
Listening carefully to the surroundings, the clown battled wits with thin air all the way until he successfully arrived at the tea room.
"Brat, don't appear, brat don't appear~"
Humming softly, the clown observed his surroundings very carefully and cautiously touched the fridge door.
The clown was extremely confident in his sense of smell. He could confirm there was absolutely no scent of the brat around!
Slam!
The clown opened the fridge door.
But he didn't look inside the fridge. Instead, he was extremely vigilant, guarding against a brat who could appear anytime, while carefully reaching a hand inside the fridge.
He wasn't picky, he would just eat whatever he touched first.
Crunch!
Hearing the sound of plastic packaging, the clown immediately took out what he touched without hesitation.
Looking at it, it was milk bread rolls.
"Although it's a bit sweet, it's still acceptable."
"It seems the brat likes to eat these the most. I'll stealthily eat them all up, hehe!"
Muttering to himself, the clown stuffed the milk bread rolls into his pocket, then closed the fridge door.
Plop!
Hearing a soft thud, the clown saw a bread roll fall to the ground.
"How did one fall out?"
The clown picked up the bread roll puzzledly and saw light bite marks on it. The clown mumbled, "Was this bitten by a mouse?"
"How could there be nasty mice here?"
Having said that, the clown casually threw the bread roll into the trash can.
Then, the clown, happy with his acquired food, bounced away from the tea room. During this time, he only felt there was something extra attached to his foot, but he didn't care.
If one cares too much about trivial details in life, one simply can't be happy.
This was something Mr. Lu said that the clown felt made a lot of sense.
The clown, bouncing away, quickly left the clinic building. While eating the bread rolls from his pocket, he ran towards the playground behind the medical school.
"Happy, happy, Mr. Lu told me to be happy~"
"Wahooo!!"
No matter if the Clown was truly happy inside, he looked quite happy on the surface.
Soon, the little steamed bun was finished. The Clown came to the empty playground.
He jumped and skipped about, playing until dusk.
When he finally left, the Clown merrily cartwheeled away—
Just then, after a cartwheel, the Clown suddenly collapsed on the ground.
Moments ago, when he was doing a handstand cartwheel, he seemed to have seen something extraordinary on his own feet.
The Clown on the ground slowly looked towards his feet. He saw a pair of slender doll arms, tightly clutching the back of his boots.
Looking up along the arms, there was a teddy bear doll staring straight at him, with tears in the corners of its eyes and boundless fury in its gaze.
After stealing the teddy bear's food and dragging it along for three to four hours of running and jumping with it clinging to his feet...
The clever Clown had already figured out what had happened.
At this moment, the Clown felt that except for the one surnamed Lu, it seemed no one else could save him.
But what was Mr. Lu doing right now?
He had been busy in the freezer compartment that afternoon, verifying one of his guesses.
Just when the Clown was cartwheeling on the playground, he suddenly caught a whiff of a familiar smell.
The quiet Yun City, which had seen no savage beasts or infected intruders for days, welcomed another lovely little friend.
Staring at that elongated male silhouette against the setting sun, a pale smile emerged on Lu Yuan's face.
"An infected savage beast, and a new species at that."
"The third basement level just emptied out a few rooms, and the operating room is available too. Come on, my friend!"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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