Su Muwan nodded. Now that she knew there were living people in this hospital, there was nothing to be afraid of.
She looked at the mysteriously appearing woman, stepped forward with her arms crossed, regaining her confidence: "Are you a doctor at this hospital?"
Doctor Ya glanced at Qin Luo standing beside Su Muwan, a strange glint flashing in her eyes, before responding meaningfully: "Yes."
"I know why you're here. You've come to admit a patient, haven't you?"
Admit a patient...
Su Muwan blinked, then understood. She pointed at Xiao Tian, who was licking a lollipop, and asked: "Yes, this person is a bit special. Can you treat him?"
Doctor Ya listlessly nodded upon hearing this: "Of course, we specialize in treating such patients."
As she spoke, Doctor Ya turned and walked down a corridor: "Follow me."
After she spoke.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged glances.
"What are you looking at! You think I'm scared or something?"
"Of course not, Young Miss, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"Young Miss's hair is stuck to my shirt collar."
"You!!"
Moments later.
Qin Luo and the others arrived in front of a room marked [Room 1]
Whether it was the effect of the Destiny Mental Hospital, or if something had triggered Xiao Tian's reaction.
Xiao Tian, who had been eating his lollipop, suddenly ran excitedly to the room's entrance with his candy raised high and pushed open the door: "We're here! I'm home!!"
As his words fell.
The hospital room door opened.
The equipment inside was revealed to everyone.
Contrary to everyone's expectations of a run-down appearance.
Though simple, everything in the room was immaculately clean.
A brand new bed with a set of hospital clothes on it, a dining table, a chair, and a television.
"Yay~!"
Xiao Tian happily jumped onto the bed, joyfully examining the hospital clothes from every angle.
Just like he had truly returned home.
Everyone else was dumbfounded watching him.
Wait, you're already comfortable here?
Su Muwan moved closer and blinked: "Everything looks so new, Qin Luo, is someone maintaining this hospital?"
"Then why is the floor outside so broken down?"
As Qin Luo was about to answer.
Doctor Ya yawned, leaning against the wall, her gaze wandering as she said: "Ah... I've been cleaning the rooms..."
"This hospital is just too big... We're really understaffed..."
"But..."
Doctor Ya glanced at Xiao Tian, who was bouncing excitedly on the bed, and her lips curved into an eerie smile.
"Now... we finally have one..."
"Heh... hehe... hehehe..."
Her creepy laughter made everyone's scalps tingle.
They all looked at Doctor Ya - could this doctor be... seriously ill herself?
Su Muwan swallowed and moved a bit closer to Qin Luo.
Qin Luo looked at Doctor Ya and asked: "Are you the only one here? Where's the director?"
Hearing this, Su Muwan blinked.
Oh right, this mental hospital was given to Qin Luo by the old man who taught him medical skills. So the director Qin Luo was asking about... could it be that same old man who taught him his techniques?
Upon hearing this, Doctor Ya replied listlessly: "The director is gone... I'm the only one here... I've been here for so long, so very long..."
As she spoke, Doctor Ya swayed unsteadily.
Su Muwan swallowed nervously and tugged at Qin Luo's sleeve: "Hey Qin Luo, is something wrong with this doctor? She looks like she's about to collapse."
Qin Luo hesitated before suggesting to Doctor Ya: "Doctor, maybe you should... get some sleep?"
However, Doctor Ya just yawned when she heard this and replied wearily: "Ah... sleep... no need..."
"I haven't slept for so long, so very long... I can't sleep until the hospital is running properly."
"Anyway..."
Doctor Ya walked to the door of Room 1 and closed it with a click.
Then she turned to Qin Luo: "Leave the Dragon King to me. You can all go now."
After she spoke.
Su Muwan felt relieved and quickly pulled at Qin Luo: "Finally done, let's go Qin Luo, make me some cream puffs when we get back."
Shen Fei and the others also felt like they'd been granted amnesty, all looking toward Qin Luo.
Qin Luo, however, was looking hesitantly at the listless Doctor Ya.
Huh?
When did we... tell her that Xiao Tian was the Dragon King?
Though he had many questions, Qin Luo suppressed them all.
After all, there was one thing he was sure about... this mental hospital was given to him by the little dog.
Since it was from the little dog...
There shouldn't be any problems!
Thinking this, he nodded and replied: "Alright."
Moments later.
Everyone walked out of the mental hospital.
But strangely enough.
At some point.
What should have been noon had somehow become dusk.
"Huh? Were we in there that long?"
Shen Fei checked his phone to find it was five in the afternoon.
Zhu Lan swallowed nervously, her face pale: "That's impossible... didn't we come here at noon?"
Goosebumps rose on Su Muwan's arms as she quickly pushed Qin Luo toward the car: "Let's go! This young miss is never coming back to this creepy place!"
Click!
Vroom—!
The car started.
Su Muwan lay back in the car, feeling a warmth from somewhere that gradually calmed her nerves.
"Young Miss."
"Hmm?"
"Shouldn't you let go now?"
"??"
Su Muwan froze, looked down, and immediately blushed.
She saw that she had somehow been tightly gripping Qin Luo's hand, that warmth coming from their connected palms.
She quickly let go and glared at the smiling Qin Luo: "What!! This young miss wasn't scared at all!"
"I just thought you might be scared so I held your hand to comfort you!"
"Let me tell you! This young miss believes in the supremacy of martial arts! This..."
Qin Luo smiled and nodded: "Hehe, I understand completely, Young Miss. Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Let's go back, and I'll make you some cream puffs."
Seeing Qin Luo's smiling face, Su Muwan felt both embarrassed and annoyed.
Damn it... made a fool of myself in front of Qin Luo again...
But...
She snorted and leaned back against the car seat, glaring at Qin Luo threateningly: "Just so you know, this young miss has very particular tastes!"
"Don't worry, if Young Miss isn't satisfied, I, Qin Luo, will accept any punishment."
"Hmph! Is that a real promise?"
"Of course, very real. Young Miss, have you forgotten who protected you at the hospital earlier?"
"You!"
Vroom vroom—
The car drove away.
But they didn't notice.
Doctor Ya had been standing at the entrance the whole time, watching the departing convoy with an odd look in her eyes.
Only after the convoy had disappeared into the distance.
Did she yawn and withdraw her gaze.
Hmm... the hospital is too understaffed...
Next time the new director comes, we'll need to have him bring a security guard to watch the gate.
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?!
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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