The doctors and nurses didn't rush to the rescue. Faced with the two most dangerous patients in Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital, even with their professional training, they felt their skills were useless when dealing with these two.
Li Ang looked at his colleagues, on the verge of tears. They always said they'd stick together. Now that something like this had happened to him, they just stood at the doorway watching, without any action. It was too heartless.
"Did you contact the director?"
"Yes, we did."
"Only the director can handle this personally. It's a bit beyond our capabilities."
The director walked towards the ward while making a call. Before he could even speak, the ambulance service seemed to already know what was happening. They simply said, "Understood," and hung up. He didn't even get the satisfaction of fully explaining the situation. It was truly disappointing.
Inside the ward:
"The director is here!" A nurse exclaimed excitedly upon seeing the director's figure. Although it was an ordinary figure, in their eyes, it radiated a majestic brilliance.
"Director, look at this situation," the nurse said.
Director Hao raised his hand, signaling them to be quiet. I already know. Leave this matter to me. With my professional skills, resolving this won't be too difficult.
Seeing the scene, Director Hao wondered what had happened last night. What did Li Ang do to the two patients, or what did the two patients do to Li Ang?
"Can you two sit over here?" Director Hao spoke to them with respect, his tone as gentle as possible, as if they were friends.
"Okay," Lin Fan replied.
"Me too," Old Zhang nodded.
They obediently sat on another bed, quietly watching Director Hao. Faced with their smiles and gazes, Director Hao smiled cautiously back. Your smiles are chilling.
He then signaled the nurses to quickly carry Li Ang out.
Li Ang's legs were immobile. Seeing Director Hao risking himself to save him, his eyes welled up with tears.
Once Li Ang was carried out of the ward, Director Hao breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't just the ordinary nurses; even he felt pressured entering that ward. Just look at his head of white hair – it showed how much hardship he endured, bearing unimaginable pressure.
"Rest well, you two." Director Hao smiled from the doorway, then closed the door, as if sealing away darkness.
The doctors and nurses applauded, cheering for the director's bravery. He accepted their praise, but as the director, he had to be humble, waving his hand and telling them it was nothing, that it wasn't a difficult task.
"Director, thank you so much." Li Ang, with tears in his eyes, grasped the director's hand, too moved to speak. When no one else dared to move, only the director bravely walked in to face those two patients. He was truly touched.
Director Hao patted Li Ang's shoulder and said meaningfully, "I don't get involved in matters beyond worldly concerns, but be careful next time."
Li Ang stared at the director in astonishment. Something seemed wrong with that statement.
"Director, I didn't…" Li Ang started to say.
Beep! Beep! Beep! The familiar sound arrived, followed by the familiar sight of paramedics pushing a stretcher.
Director Hao smiled at Li Ang, the meaning clear: Whether you did or not, just keep it to yourself.
Li Ang noticed his colleagues whispering and pointing at him. He knew there must be a misunderstanding.
He wanted to explain, opening his mouth to speak, but ultimately shook his head with a wry smile. It probably wouldn't work. He desperately wanted to open his WeChat Moments and show everyone his contacts. I have so many goddesses waiting for me, why would I need to do something like that?
But he knew not to reveal his wealth. His goddesses shouldn't be known to others. Otherwise, they would covet them, increasing the competition, which wasn't worth it.
In the end, he was taken away by the doctors.
Inside Ward 666:
Lin Fan and Old Zhang leaned against the window, watching the scenery outside. A gentle breeze blew, bringing comfort. They sipped their soy milk, gazing into the distance.
"We seem to be constantly failing," Lin Fan said.
"It seems so," Old Zhang agreed.
"We clearly want to help others, but we keep causing misunderstandings," Lin Fan said.
"We don't discriminate against anyone. Although they have problems here, I know we've always wanted to be friends with them," Old Zhang said.
As they spoke, they looked at each other, a hint of helplessness in their eyes. Communication was truly difficult.
"Look at my watch," Old Zhang said, rolling up his sleeve and extending his arm towards Lin Fan.
"What a beautiful watch," Lin Fan said.
"I think so too. I said I'd buy you one, and I'm saving up. I'll definitely get you one," Old Zhang said firmly.
They admired the Rolex, the aristocratic aura subtly emanating from it. It was a symbol of nobility, a noble light that would dazzle ordinary eyes.
At the hospital:
Li Ang's treatment hadn't shown immediate results, but the doctor assured him, "Your legs are fine, it's just temporary paralysis. We treated a similar case recently, so we have experience. Don't worry."
In the ward:
Chen Xiang lay in bed, his eyes dull. It wasn't that he was near death, but that he still couldn't understand how things had turned out this way.
Li Ang arrived, and their eyes met.
"Why are you here?" Chen Xiang asked.
Li Ang didn't want to talk to him. He spoke too offensively.
Chen Xiang said, "As I said before, I'm a straightforward person. I might have offended you. I realized you seemed to have something to tell me, probably about those two patients, right?"
Li Ang glanced at him. So you knew. Too bad, it's too late for regrets.
"But honestly, I'm really grateful you didn't warn me. His knife precisely removed my appendix. Even the doctor said it was a skill honed over decades. And my appendix was inflamed, so it was good to have it removed." Chen Xiang smiled at Li Ang.
Li Ang listened to Chen Xiang, completely confused. What is he talking about? I don't understand. Whatever, I don't want to talk to him anyway. I'll pretend I didn't hear anything.
Chen Xiang took out his phone. "I couldn't sleep last night. I was chatting with a goddess. She sent me a message, and I don't know how to reply. Maybe you can help me take a look?"
The whole thing was nonsense, but when Li Ang heard the word "goddess," his eyes lit up.
"Sure," Li Ang replied.
Li Ang drooled as he saw the photo.
A bikini!
Barely contained!
A W-shaped…
Chen Xiang said, "I'm not really into this type of woman. Too casual about sending out photos like that. If you're interested, I can recommend her to you."
Li Ang's heart pounded. He feigned propriety and said, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"I'm not that kind of sociable person."
Chen Xiang laughed. "It's fine, just chat casually. I've already recommended you. Just add her. I've already told her about you. I said you're a good friend of mine."
"Well… alright then."
Li Ang reluctantly agreed, then immediately clicked on the recommendation, added the goddess as a friend, and waited anxiously. Time crawled by until the moment the goddess accepted his request. His soul felt as if it had ascended.
Chen Xiang watched the smile spread across Li Ang's face as he secretly messaged the goddess:
[The guy I recommended is a real goofball. Screenshot any messages he sends you and show me. I need a good laugh.]
[Okay!]
[What are you doing?]
[Taking a shower!]
[Make sure you stay warm. Don't catch a cold.]
[Okay!]
Chen Xiang felt smug. He and the goddess were on equal footing. As for Li Ang, he was definitely a simp, a huge difference.
After adding the goddess, Li Ang stared at her blank profile page, feeling like something was missing. After a moment of contemplation, he expertly typed a message.
[Goddess, you are so beautiful, and your figure is amazing. I was completely captivated by your photos. I really like you. I'm willing to be your little lamb, obedient and adorable, easy to keep. Just give me grass.]
[And plenty of it!]
Seeing Li Ang's lecherous grin, Chen Xiang knew he must be sending the goddess some cheesy lines. Too bad for him, Chen Xiang would soon know everything he said.
He secretly messaged the goddess.
[! Screenshot and send it to me.]
Huh?
What did the red exclamation mark mean?
Chen Xiang checked his phone's signal. Maybe his service was suspended, or he had no signal. He sent a few more messages, but the red exclamation mark remained, a glaring reminder.
Blocked?
"Li Ang, how's the chat with the goddess going?" Chen Xiang asked, feigning composure, refusing to believe it was true.
"Haven't chatted yet. I'm looking at her Moments," Li Ang replied.
For some reason, Chen Xiang felt a twinge of pain in his stitched-up abdomen. A heart-wrenching pain.
He looked at Li Ang's cheerful expression.
In the end, he had to bear it all alone.
March 15th!
Another beautiful day.
And so the day passed quickly, leaving no trace. The peaceful world didn't need much turmoil. People just wanted to live their lives, nothing more.
March 16th!
The sky was overcast, and a light rain fell.
On the lawn of Qingshan Mental Hospital.
Lin Fan stood in the drizzle, eyes closed, arms outstretched, as if embracing the gray sky and earth.
"It's raining, let's go back."
Old Zhang shielded his head with his hands. Raindrops landed on his hair, making it wet and uncomfortable.
"Old Zhang, I'm feeling nature. I feel the wind, I feel the rain. They're talking to me, and I'm responding to them," Lin Fan said.
Old Zhang asked, "What are they saying?"
"I don't know," Lin Fan replied.
Energy particles from the heavens and earth slowly merged into Lin Fan's body. It was the purest form of energy.
Old Zhang followed Lin Fan's example, spreading his arms to embrace nature, but he felt nothing.
"What are they doing?"
Director Hao held a teacup filled with red dates and goji berries, taking a calm sip as he watched the two men on the lawn. He was very curious. As a precaution against them messing with the high-voltage box again, he had assigned orderlies to watch them, just in case they had another crazy idea.
As the director of a mental hospital, he had some perspective.
But honestly, the most interesting case in the entire hospital was Lin Fan.
He seemed harmless, but on closer inspection, everyone who was hospitalized seemed to be connected to him.
"I wonder what's going on with One-Eye. Has he figured out who that Fiend is? If it's really the one from before, it's truly terrifying."
"Fiend activity has become more frequent in recent years."
"One-Eye said that some humans are collaborating with Fiends, developing mutated Fiends. I don't know if it's true or not. I hope it's false."
Director Hao stood by the window, gulping down the rest of his tea with a satisfied sigh. It was excellent health tea. After drinking it, he felt years younger.
Night!
Slums of Yanhai City.
Several figures emerged from the darkness.
They looked gravely at the scene before them. The streetlights ended here, creating a stark contrast between the illuminated area and the darkness of the slums.
"This is the place."
"Let's finish this quickly and get a drink."
"Yeah, how about we go to KTV? I know the girls there. We can have some drinks, chat, and grab some barbecue later."
"Ahem! Amitabha, monks don't do those things."
"They have uniforms there."
"Amitabha, then I shall discuss Buddhist scriptures with the nuns."
The slums didn't smell pleasant. The dirty ditches emitted a pungent odor. This place was also a favorite haunt of Fiends.
Rustle!
A faint sound broke the silence of the night.
Several experts from the special department heightened their vigilance, wary of Fiend ambushes, a favorite tactic of the creatures.
At this moment, a Fiend lurked in the darkness.
The aura emanating from the human experts put the Fiend on alert. As they drew closer, any slight movement could attract their attention.
The Fiend, a Shipworm, hid in the filthy ditch. It was an ugly and disgusting worm-like creature, covered in short, needle-like hairs that were incredibly sharp, capable of piercing anything.
As the special department experts passed by, the Shipworm lunged, its shriek piercing the night. Its bristling hairs stood on end, ready to impale.
A powerful monk, a graduate of a prestigious Buddhist academy, roared, his palm glowing with golden light. He grabbed the Shipworm and slammed it into the ground, shattering the concrete.
"What a disgusting Fiend."
"Squish it."
The monk sniffed his hand, detecting a foul stench. He had faced countless Fiends and never discriminated against any of them, but this ditch-dwelling creature was truly repulsive.
In a chicken coop within the slums, an unusual rooster craned its neck towards the commotion in the distance. It sensed the energy fluctuations of both the Fiend and the human experts, both quite powerful.
"I've been keeping such a low profile, living peacefully, eating and drinking every day, enjoying a carefree life. Who revealed my identity and led the human experts here?"
The Fiendish Rooster pondered for a moment.
It decided it was best to leave.
Otherwise, it risked being discovered by the human experts. It glanced at the sleeping ordinary chickens and opened its beak, swallowing them whole.
These ordinary chickens were too much.
They bullied it for the hens.
It just wanted to hide here in peace, but these ordinary creatures dared to oppose it. It had been furious at the time, but it held back.
Now that it was time to escape, a full meal was essential.
With a flap of its wings, it flew onto the roof, took one last look at the distant commotion, and then left without a second glance.
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