Xu Jie and the nurse were taken aback.
Both instinctively reached out to catch Wen Shi.
Wen Shi deftly dodged.
He moved with lightning speed, swiftly turning and delivering two kicks to the backs of Gu Hua’s knees.
Thud—
Gu Hua fell to his knees, a sharp pain shooting through them.
“You’re the most suitable one to go,” Wen Shi said with a gentle smile. “You fit the requirements perfectly.”
Gu Hua flew into a rage. “Bullshit! There’s nothing wrong with me!”
“Being ugly is also a disease,” Xu Jie added with a grin, twisting the knife.
Gu Hua was left speechless.
“Don’t you want that pen removed from your eyeball?” Wen Shi’s tone remained gentle. “I’m helping you. If the nurse finds out the patient who went isn’t actually sick, we’ll all get hammered.”
The consequences of deceiving an NPC were severe.
Everyone glanced at the hammer stained with flesh and bone, a chill creeping up their spines.
The Players took a step back, clearing a space for Gu Hua.
Gu Hua’s face flushed crimson with anger. Just as he was about to explode, he turned and met a sea of cold, murderous gazes. Reluctantly, he turned back.
If he dragged the other Players down with him, he wouldn’t fare any better.
“Fine, so that’s how you want to play,” Gu Hua gritted his teeth. “I’m sick!”
With a patient ready for consultation, the nurse returned to normal and said softly, “Doctor, there’s a patient.”
Wen Shi instinctively took a small step forward with his left leg.
Over there, Xu Jie had already taken a seat at the consultation desk.
He stared at Wen Shi, unable to wipe the smile off his face.
So beautiful.
The more he looked, the more he liked him.
The more he looked, the more his heart stirred.
Xu Jie’s gaze was too blatant, as if he wanted to devour Wen Shi whole, but Wen Shi paid it no mind.
Thinking of how Xu Jie had spoken up for him, Wen Shi felt a little better.
“Doctor, my eye hurts,” Gu Hua said, sitting opposite Xu Jie. “Could you prescribe some painkillers?”
Xu Jie pretended to write on the medical record with an air of professionalism. “How did a pen end up in your eye?”
Gu Hua: “…”
Are you even human?!
How could a pen grow in someone’s eye?
Gu Hua fabricated a lie about accidentally stabbing the pen into his own eye.
He had no intention of telling the Players that, aside from the nurse, all the Ghostly Creatures in this Instance were terrifying S-Class powerhouses.
Earlier, when he was isolated and helpless, if even one Player had stood up for him, he would have definitely revealed the danger level of this Instance.
The Players did it first, so he’d do it back.
Whoever survived until the seventh day would depend on their own abilities.
“Does it hurt?” Xu Jie asked.
Gu Hua ground his molars. “Yes.”
“Hmm, it does seem quite serious. My solution for you is…” Xu Jie grinned. “To gouge out your eyeball.”
He wasn’t a real doctor, after all.
He was here to find the doctor.
Unable to solve the patient’s problem, Xu Jie chose to solve the patient instead.
Wen Shi: “…”
Gu Hua scrambled backward.
Everyone stared in shock, each fearing for their own safety.
Given Xu Jie’s nature, if a Player showed even the slightest ailment, he’d solve it this way. How were the Players supposed to survive?
Eye pain? Gouge out the eye.
Hand pain? Chop off the hand.
Headache? Would Xu Jie just chop off their heads with an axe?
Was this really an F-grade, weak and helpless doctor?
Was this truly an F-grade Boss?
His brutality was on par with an S-Class.
One Player muttered under his breath, “The Boss of this clinic is a quack who treats human life like dirt.”
Wen. Quack. Shi: “…”
Wen Shi, who ran a clinic comparable to a small hospital, was a genius doctor, a medical Ph.D., and a genuine powerhouse.
The nurse cautiously glanced at her Boss out of the corner of her eye.
The last person who called Wen Shi a quack doctor has already become an Anatomy Cadaver, contributing to medical science.
“Still want treatment?” Xu Jie asked with a smile.
Gu Hua shook his head repeatedly. “I feel much better, it doesn’t hurt at all.”
“It doesn’t hurt, but it’s ugly.” Xu Jie suddenly reached out and pulled the pen from Gu Hua’s eye. “Nurse, bandage him up.”
Gu Hua writhed in pain on the floor.
There was no way the nurse would listen to Xu Jie. If not for Wen Shi’s signal, she wouldn’t take orders from an imposter.
As she bandaged him, the nurse kept glancing at Wen Shi’s expression.
Wen Shi was thoroughly enjoying the scene.
What was the Boss thinking?
Could he really let this Player keep impersonating him?
The nurse’s heart was pounding.
“Ouch—” Gu Hua realized the nurse was deliberately poking his wounds while bandaging him. Was she even qualified?
The nurse remained silent.
She had seen the moment Gu Hua kicked the Boss into the room.
He deserved this.
Gu Hua was furious but didn’t dare speak, trembling uncontrollably, his face pale with pain.
After an agonizing wait, his eye was finally bandaged.
“What’s the rush?” Xu Jie grabbed the stump of Gu Hua’s severed finger and gave it a hard squeeze. “This part isn’t healed yet.”
“Ah!”
The pain shot straight to his heart. Gu Hua fell to his knees, lips trembling, his face turning paler by the second.
“It’s not even New Year yet, and you’re already bowing to me?” Xu Jie laughed cheerfully.
“Normally, I should give you a red envelope, but you’re old and ugly, so forget it.”
He was doing this on purpose, standing up for Wen Shi.
Not only was Gu Hua in physical pain, but he was also being verbally humiliated, leaving him speechless with rage.
Wen Shi couldn’t help but chuckle. This Divine Official who came to kill him was truly ruthless.
“It hurts, it hurts!” Gu Hua gasped sharply.
“Who bit off your finger?” Xu Jie released Gu Hua’s hand and chose alcohol over iodine. “Here, let me disinfect it for you.”
He poured an entire bottle of alcohol over the wound.
Gu Hua rolled on the floor in agony.
Wen Shi: “…”
The nurse: “…”
Wen Shi: “…”
Xu Jie had chosen a fate worse than death for the patient, hovering between life and suffering.
The Player shrank back in shock, clutching his own fingers.
With Xu Jie’s treatment methods, even a living person would be cured to death.
“Who bit it?” Xu Jie took out a second bottle of alcohol and asked with a smile.
Gu Hua gritted his teeth. “A patient, a patient in the clinic!”
“You’re saying my patient bit you?” Xu Jie laughed. “My patients are gentle and harmless. How could they bite you?”
After wandering around the clinic, Xu Jie hadn’t noticed anything unusual about the patients.
“If Doctor Xu doesn’t believe me, have a patient come out and see if they go berserk,” Gu Hua said, on the verge of tears.
Xu Jie: “This matter, I…” can’t do.
Before he could finish his sentence, a patient in a hospital gown staggered over at Wen Shi’s command. “Doctor Xu, my tooth hurts.”
The patient opened his mouth, revealing not a single tooth.
Xu Jie: “…”
“Thank you, Doctor Xu, I’m fine now.” The patient turned and left.
“It’s him, he’s the one who bit off my finger!” Gu Hua scrambled to his feet, putting several meters between himself and the patient.
Xu Jie: “I think you’re the one who’s gone mad, hallucinating.”
“I’m not sick!” Gu Hua looked at Wen Shi and shouted at the patient, “Bite him! Go on, bite him!”
The patient stared at Wen Shi’s gentle smile, trembling to his bones.
Bite him?
Might as well bite my own tongue and end it!
Wen Shi placed his slender, pale fingers near the patient’s lips.
The patient didn’t dare move: “…”
Don’t come any closer!
Xu Jie watched Wen Shi with great interest, his gaze full of curiosity.
“I agree with Dr. Xu’s assessment, Gu Hua—you’re experiencing hysteria.” Wen Shi smiled gently.
“I don’t believe it!” Gu Hua trembled as he pulled the patient into the group of Players.
A scent, the delicious aroma of meat.
The patient frantically swallowed saliva but dared not lay a finger on any Player.
All the Players looked at Gu Hua as if he were insane; they didn’t believe a single word he said.
Gu Hua was on the verge of breaking down.
“Quiet.” The nurse’s voice was soft. “The clinic has been busy lately, so doctors can only see one patient per day.
You’ll stay on the second floor of the clinic for now, but you must follow the rules.
Rule 1: Clinic hours are from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. and 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. Non-patients or staff are not allowed inside. No one may leave their rooms after 10 p.m.
Rule 2: Due to the high number of patients and limited staff, you may assist doctors by cleaning the clinic and caring for patients in exchange for accommodation and meals.
Rule 3: Patients come first. Do not refuse reasonable requests from patients. Medical disputes are strictly prohibited.
Rule 4: Every night after 10 p.m., I will randomly select one lucky individual for night duty.”
The Players engraved these rules into their minds.
These rules were matters of life and death.
Rules 1 and 4 conflicted—how to navigate this would depend on each Player’s ingenuity.
After explaining the rules, the nurse pushed the treatment cart away.
The Players headed to the second floor to find rooms.
Just as Wen Shi stepped onto the stairs, a finger suddenly hooked onto his.
“Dr. Wen, I’m in pain.”
Wen Shi stiffened.