Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1392 - 602 The Luck Goddess Did Not Arrive!_2

Chapter 1392: Chapter 602 The Luck Goddess Did Not Arrive!_2

"What do you want?"

Dr. Miao was silent for a few minutes before he gave in.

Song Tian’s face lit up with joy.

It worked!

"We want to be discharged!"

Lin Baici made his request.

"I can’t decide that. You’ll need the director to issue a discharge certificate!"

Dr. Miao pulled a deathly grim face.

"Then can she skip the examination?"

Lin Baici changed his request: "When filing complaints, surely the more patients who speak out, the higher the credibility."

Dr. Miao didn’t respond directly but hinted through his words: "Your condition isn’t severe. Eat something good, rest more, and come back in three days!"

Three days—that’s the deadline. If Lin Baici and his group failed, Dr. Miao would "see to their illness."

"I have another companion outside the door. The three of us working together would have a higher success rate at killing someone!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly.

[When the doctor leaves, that’s the critical point of this round of rule pollution. If you miss the chance to find clues, you won’t just die—you’ll be left crippled!]

Dr. Miao said nothing but waved his hand, gesturing for the three to hurry and leave.

"Thank you, Dr. Miao!"

Lin Baici and Song Tian walked away.

Tang Keke was fidgeting nervously. Seeing the two come out, she immediately rushed toward Lin Baici: "How did it go?"

"Back to the ward!"

Song Tian smiled brightly: "You can always trust Big Cousin!"

"Am... am I allowed to go back too?"

Tang Keke nervously swallowed hard.

"Yes!"

Song Tian nodded.

"Oye!"

Tang Keke jumped for joy, then threw herself into Lin Baici’s arms and kissed him on the cheek.

Ah! Brother Lin is so tall, it’s frustrating. But being lifted by him feels like swinging on a seesaw—up and down, so comfortable.

In the corridor, aside from Tang Keke, there were a few others. They were the ones who managed to avoid or escape during the laughable chaos earlier, narrowly evading disaster.

But this time, things clearly wouldn’t go so smoothly.

Because undergoing the examination would leave you either dead or crippled.

At noon, a nurse brought three boxed meals.

Garlic scape and eggs, mushroom stir-fried meat, and fish-fragrant shredded pork atop white rice,

smelled amazing!

Gurgle!

Tang Keke’s stomach growled.

"Can we eat this?"

After all that turmoil and fright, Tang Keke hadn’t eaten anything and was starving.

"Better to be cautious first." Song Tian was also hungry but insisted on being careful.

[You can eat]

"Go ahead!"

Lin Baici picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks: "Which one would you like?"

"I’ll take the fish-fragrant shredded pork over rice!"

Tang Keke started eating too: "Even if I die, I’ll at least die a satisfied glutton!"

Song Tian and Tang Keke finished eating, and by one o’clock, when they noticed they were fine, they relaxed entirely, assuming the food wasn’t poisoned.

"Get some sleep!"

Lin Baici didn’t keep looking for clues and chose to rest until three o’clock, when the director would come for rounds—the true life-or-death moment.

He pulled up the blanket, rolled onto his side, and rested. Before long, however, he felt someone slipping into his blanket, tugging on his pants.

Without needing to look, Lin Baici already knew it was Tang Keke—

Small stature,

small hands.

"Big Cousin, what kind of fruit do you like to eat? My favorite is bananas."

Tang Keke murmured as she spoke, her words unclear.

Song Tian saw the blanket rising and falling. She got up, walked over, and slipped under as well: "I don’t like fruit; I prefer milk!"

The inpatient ward was eerily quiet. Yet, the white hospital linens, the pale walls, and the wafting smell of disinfectant created a sinister atmosphere within the stillness.

BANG!

The room’s door was abruptly kicked open.

"Mr. Lin?"

Wang Xiao shouted.

"What happened to you?"

Lin Baici saw Wang Xiao drenched in blood, wearing a hospital gown, her head wrapped in bandages as she clutched one eye.

"They... took me to the ophthalmology department and removed one of my eyes. Waaaah!"

Wang Xiao burst into tears.

"..."

Big Sweet Sister and Tang Keke glanced at Lin Baici. If it weren’t for him, they would surely be devastated too.

At three o’clock, the sound of numerous footsteps echoed in the hallway.

The director had arrived.

Trailing behind him were seven or eight attending physicians, along with over ten nurses—a massive group sweeping through the ward for rounds.

"Aren’t you going back?"

Big Sweet Sister reminded Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao shook her head; she’d lost almost all hope of surviving at this point.

Because of the riot in the morning, the nurses had done a major purge. This significantly reduced the number of patients in the inpatient ward. Within half an hour, the director reached Lin Baici’s room.

The ward was spacious, but once so many people squeezed in, it became cramped.

At the forefront was the director, an elderly man spirited and sharp-eyed, his gaze like arrows piercing through your soul.

Upon entering, he swept his gaze across the four of them.

Tang Keke and Big Sweet Sister bolted upright, instinctively lowering their heads to avoid his stare.

The head nurse, standing beside the director, briefed him on the cases of Lin Baici and the others.

As the director listened, his sharp gaze landed on Wang Xiao.

"Got sick and still won’t rest properly? Running around nonsense—have you decided you don’t want to live anymore?"

The director snapped, "Then stop living!"

His tone was ice-cold.

The head nurse, accompanied by three female nurses, rushed forward at once and seized Wang Xiao.

"Mr. Lin, save me!"

Wang Xiao screamed at the top of her lungs.

The head nurse promptly covered her mouth and began dragging her toward the window.

"Wha... what are they doing?"

Terrified, Tang Keke clung to Lin Baici’s arm, hiding behind him.

Big Sweet Sister already figured it out.

These monstrous nurses were about to throw Wang Xiao to her death.

Lin Baici had also deduced this.

[Don’t act impulsively. Can’t you see how many monsters are around? One reckless move, and you’ll drown in the sea of them.]

Eater God remarked.

The head nurse opened the window, grabbing Wang Xiao’s collar and hurling her out.

"Brother Lin, help me... Aaaah!"

Wang Xiao’s scream turned into cries of anguish and abruptly cut off with a sickening thud.

Big Sweet Sister shuddered violently; the sound of a body hitting the concrete was unsettlingly haunting.

The director turned to Lin Baici, giving him a once-over: "With a body as healthy as yours, why even come to the hospital? Chasing my nurses, are you?"

"Get lost!"

The director roared.

Lin Baici initially feared the head nurse might toss him out the window, but when she didn’t move, what did it mean?

Freedom?

[Yes, you’re free now!]

The director’s rule pollution radiated an effect where any health issue you had would worsen exponentially.

Having consumed divine essence, Lin Baici’s body was absurdly healthy, completely immune to the rule pollution.

Big Sweet Sister and Tang Keke tensed up when they saw Lin Baici escape unscathed. Was he going to abandon them?

Lin Baici glanced at the two girls.

"Not leaving yet?"

The head nurse scolded harshly: "Do you want me to throw you out?"

Lin Baici slowed his steps, wracking his brains for a way to purify the pollution. The key had to lie with the director.

The director examined Big Sweet Sister before shifting his focus to Tang Keke.

The girls were petrified.

The director chose Tang Keke, as her condition was more severe: "You have a stomach illness that can’t be cured. Just wait for death."

The head nurse approached Tang Keke.

"Wait, how can a stomach illness be incurable? It’s not stomach cancer!"

Tang Keke panicked. Her frequent consumption of takeout, binge eating, milk tea indulgence, and related habits led to stomachaches diagnosed as gastritis.

It wasn’t serious.

She hadn’t paid much attention to it.

"I said it’s incurable, so it’s incurable."

The director’s face darkened.

"If you can’t treat it, I’ll find someone else who can! And—wait, what’s the head nurse doing here?"

Tang Keke watched the head nurse approach, and her anxiety escalated.

"Brother Lin!"

She tried to rush toward Lin Baici, but the nurses blocked her path entirely.

Tang Keke was forced toward the window.

[Once more, a warning: resorting to violence won’t clear the stage—it’ll only get you killed!]

Lin Baici clamped his mouth shut, fists tightly clenched.

Tang Keke climbed onto the windowsill. Rather than being thrown out by these monsters, she decided to jump herself.

There was a tree below. If she could land on it...

Tang Keke steeled herself.

But Luck Goddess showed her no favor.

Tang Keke landed on the tree first, but the branches weren’t strong enough to balance her weight. Tang Keke fell onto the cement ground below.

BANG!

Her head hit the ground, her brains splattering upon impact.

The director turned to Big Sweet Sister: "Your body is sub-healthy, and your vision isn’t great either."