My ‘Healing’ Game -
Chapter 572: The God of Beauty’s Dining Table
Chapter 572: Chapter 572: The God of Beauty’s Dining Table
Cao Lingling, who lay on the hospital bed, had stopped her violent struggling. Her double eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, the expression on her face slowly solidifying as if her soul had gone into hibernation.
"What on earth did she see last night?" Zhao Qian came over to the bedside, grasping Cao Lingling’s icy hand. The powerful woman now seemed a bit helpless.
"Once she wakes up, we will start treatment as soon as possible." The nurse checked Cao Lingling’s body, "Aside from being mentally stimulated, she has no other injuries. You can rest assured, the hospital will provide her with the best services, it’s just that regarding the cost..."
"Money is not an issue, you must cure her." Zhao Qian handed a card from Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital over to the nurse, "Deduct all treatment costs from here."
"To have a leader as good as you, it’s truly the luck of her life." The nurse grinned, taking the card and left.
Ignoring the nurse’s flattery, Zhao Qian’s gaze moved from Cao Lingling and then towards Han Fei.
"Why did you suddenly think of coming here to work as a nurse? Could it be that you’ve heard some rumors? Thinking that this place could maximize the use of your abilities?" Zhao Qian looked at Agou with some disgust, then walked up to Han Fei, "Zhang Yu has disappeared, Du Shu has been kidnapped, the corporate executives are in chaos, and the ’Eternal Life’ project has also been affected. Now is your chance to return."
"Go back to the company?" Han Fei shook his head repeatedly. His life was already counting down; he could no longer afford to waste time on making games.
"I know you hold a grudge against the company, but isn’t completing ’Eternal Life’ your lifelong dream? I can allow you to work from home, remotely commanding your and Zhang Yu’s subordinates, coordinating with other departments of the company to support you," Zhao Qian said sincerely.
"If there’s really no one else who can take over, you can pick someone from my former subordinates. Some of them are quite capable; it’s just that they’ve never had the chance to display it."
"Hey, won’t you reconsider?"
"My advice to you is to focus on rushing out that horror love game I was working on before. If it becomes a hit, it could alleviate a lot of pressure for the company; it might even help the company through this crisis."
"That’s all we can do for now." Zhao Qian’s gaze shifted between Cao Lingling and Han Fei, "Since you’re a nurse here, I’ll entrust Cao Lingling’s care to you. I’ll be coming over often."
Zhao Qian and one of the policemen left, while another policeman remained in Cao Lingling’s private ward.
As the sole eyewitness to several disappearance cases, the police also placed a high priority on Cao Lingling’s safety.
"Fu Yi, since she specifically asked for you to be her nurse, I won’t compete with you for the job. You’ll take care of this patient from tomorrow onward." Agou looked at Han Fei with a smirk. A regular employee like Cao Lingling didn’t have much money to begin with and had mental issues, so there wasn’t much to squeeze out of her.
"Okay." Han Fei didn’t mind.
"After giving her an injection, she’ll be quiet for at least four hours. I’ll take you to see the rest of the place." Agou sneakily glanced at the policeman, as if he had done many guilty things and dared not look directly at the officer.
After leaving the private ward, Agou reverted to his previous demeanor, careless and leisurely. It wasn’t clear whether he was working here as a nurse or as a gigolo, but either way, he seemed to enjoy his profession.
In the morning, Agou took Han Fei around to visit all the vacant wards. Due to Du Shu’s kidnapping, Building One was temporarily short of clients.
As a composite medical building that incorporated multiple functions, the interior of Building One was quite complex. The luxurious decor was just its surface, and the deeper one went, the more peculiar it felt.
"Next, I’ll take you to the last place, which is also the most important place in Building One." Agou and Han Fei arrived on the basement level, where a special room was located at the connection between Buildings One and Two.
"All beauty and love are hidden here, the secret of eternal youth, the souls of the young, this is the source of all that is wonderful." Agou seemed like a devout believer; his face took on an abnormal frenzy as his hand touched the door, and the veins under his skin bulged as if he was in a state of extreme excitement.
Pushing open the door, the bright light was somewhat dazzling, and it took Han Fei a while to adjust.
This underground room, located between the two hospital buildings, was very spacious, with dark red lines painted on the walls. Inside, there were various high-tech medical instruments as well as some body props that Han Fei couldn’t recognize at all.
"The big clients from Building One have their surgeries here. Many of them have rather sensitive identities, and information about them absolutely must not be leaked." Agou stared at the strange medical instruments, his eyes filled with an unrivaled fervor as if the instruments were gifts from a divine spirit, "Don’t touch anything in here. We usually aren’t allowed to come in; today, I mainly wanted to give you a tour."
Han Fei couldn’t comprehend Agou’s fervor; to him, this place just seemed like a rather large operating room.
The two of them moved carefully around the room, quickly spotting an operating table over two and a half meters long deep within the room.
All the illumination in the room was focused on the operating table. Agou’s body trembled slightly, as if he were near a climax, taking cautious steps toward the operating table, gently pressing his face against it.
"Take advantage while the doctors aren’t here, and feel it for yourself," Agou said with a somewhat sickly expression. "This is the dining table of the God of Beauty, the place closest to perfection."
In contrast to Agou’s devoted expression, Han Fei looked at the operating table and felt discomfort all over his body, as if the table were piled with minced meat, bloodstains congealing on every surface.
As he approached the operating table, Han Fei’s sense of discomfort intensified; he even envisioned an image in his mind of himself, barely alive and strapped to the operating table, ten "Gods of Beauty" staring hungrily at him on the table, then cutting into his flesh and soul bit by bit.
"The dining table of the God of Beauty..."
"Bang!"
The door to the operating room was pushed open, and two doctors appeared at the entrance: "Who let you in here!"
One of the doctors spotted Han Fei and Agou, and shouted, "Get out!"
In front of the doctors, Agou behaved like an obedient dog, pulling Han Fei along and, with apologetic smiles, scurried out.
As Han Fei passed the two doctors, he stole a glance at them.
The doctor scolding Agou looked normal, just like any doctor in a regular hospital, but the other had a strong odor emanating from him, with bandages wrapped around his neck and wrists, the stench seemingly seeping out from underneath them.
After closing the door to the operating room, Agou’s face still bore that sickly look: "When I’ve saved up enough money, I will definitely try again."
"Try what?"
"You’ll understand later." Agou chuckled mysteriously. "You’re really lucky, just starting at the hospital and being assigned to Building One. Just do your job well and don’t offend the clients or doctors, and your future will definitely be bright."
Agou wanted to say more, but his walkie-talkie buzzed at that moment, the voice of the chubby nurse coming through, instructing him to bring Han Fei to the second floor.
Back at the "Safe House," the chubby nurse was pushing a cart filled with Han Fei’s two sets of work uniforms, a walkie-talkie, and a temporary work card.
"These are for you. You’ll work with Agou for three days, and once the trial period is up, we’ll get you a formal contract right away," the chubby nurse said optimistically. "For these three days, come and go on time, do less and ask less."
"Got it." Han Fei picked up his uniforms, pushed open the door to the "Safe House," and inside saw another man dressed in a nurse’s uniform.
The man was burly and tall, but with slack skin and full of age spots on his face; he also didn’t seem to be in great spirits.
"Zhang Zhuangzhuang, this is our new colleague, Fu Yi," Agou introduced Han Fei to the muscular man enthusiastically.
At the sound of Agou’s voice, the muscular man merely glanced at Agou then grabbed Han Fei by the shoulder and walked out of the "Safe House."
The muscular man was very strong; Han Fei couldn’t break free even using a fifth of his strength.
"I recommend you better leave this hospital and find some other job," said the muscular man, who was half a head taller than Han Fei, most likely measuring up to one meter ninety. He looked down at Han Fei with a sense of oppression.
"Why? This hospital seems to have pretty good benefits." Han Fei feigned confusion.
"Many people can’t even make it through the probation period." The muscular man saw the greed on Han Fei’s face; he had seen many people like him and knew he couldn’t persuade the other party, "I can’t tell you too much, just remember not to believe anything anyone in this hospital says, especially that Agou. It’s very likely not human, it hasn’t changed at all since I’ve been here."
"Since you’ve been here?"
"I started working here when I was twenty-three, and now I’m twenty-six. In three years, Agou, the oldest, seems to have gotten even younger." The muscular man let go of Han Fei’s shoulder, "Working here does make a lot of money, but don’t risk your life just to earn it."
The man called Zhang Zhuangzhuang then walked away, and Han Fei watched his face covered in liver spots in disbelief, "Twenty-six years old?"
"Don’t listen to Zhang Zhuangzhuang’s nonsense." Agou appeared silently behind Han Fei, "He once got picked by a customer who hired him as a private nurse, but that loser got kicked out after just two months. If it weren’t for his sister being a doctor here, he wouldn’t even be qualified to stay and work, and he disdains me? I disdain him, too."
"You’re all nurses, why the contempt for each other?" Han Fei put his uniform away in the locker. The plump nurse had given him a three-day trial period, and he decided to make good use of these three days to try to uncover the hospital’s secrets before becoming an official employee.
Around one in the afternoon, Han Fei and Agou went for lunch. Passing the hospital entrance, Han Fei was surprised to see Zhang Zhuangzhuang walking out of the hospital with a meal box.
"Isn’t he going to eat in the hospital cafeteria?"
"Mind your own business." Agou pulled Han Fei along, "The cafeteria food is delicious, especially the meat here; I guarantee after you try it once, you’ll never forget the taste."
Originally, Han Fei had planned to eat in the cafeteria, but after Agou mentioned the meat, he immediately thought of some unpleasant images.
The meat in this plastic surgery hospital probably shouldn’t be eaten carelessly.
Making an excuse, Han Fei sneaked away and followed Zhang Zhuangzhuang, leaving the hospital with him.
"Brother, why are you coming out here to eat? Doesn’t the hospital provide room and board?" Han Fei caught up with Zhang Zhuangzhuang and asked casually.
"They provide room and board, but do you know what you’re actually eating?" Zhang Zhuangzhuang said coldly as he bought a takeout meal from one of the street vendors outside the hospital.
"You seem to have a lot of complaints about this hospital? Then why don’t you quit?" This was what puzzled Han Fei the most; Zhang Zhuangzhuang clearly knew there were problems with the hospital, but he was unwilling to leave.
"My sister is a doctor at this hospital. She’s been cursed, I have to take her away," Zhang Zhuangzhuang turned his head seriously to Han Fei, "Hurry up and leave, and don’t come back."
Without waiting for Han Fei to respond, Zhang Zhuangzhuang left with his meal.
"This Zhang Zhuangzhuang is worth pursuing; the older staff members at the hospital are getting younger while he’s aging rapidly. There must be a problem." Han Fei also bought a takeout meal and was about to return when suddenly his nose and head started to hurt again, and he looked down to find himself bleeding from the nose and mouth again.
"The pain is getting stronger, and the duration is now longer."
Han Fei felt dizzy, steadying himself on the railing and preparing to return to the plastic surgery hospital, when three men in nurse uniforms walked out of the hospital and stopped in front of him.
"We’ve been waiting for you here for a long time." The Bald Prisoner blocked Han Fei’s path, his face fierce, his body emitting an air of desperadoes, "What exactly did you say to Qiangwei at Jinmao Restaurant that day? Why would she agree to help you kidnap Du Shu?"
"If you want to stay alive, then cooperate with me," Han Fei locked eyes with the prisoner, "If you cause trouble, don’t blame me."
"Blame you? Are you worthy?" The prisoner grabbed Han Fei’s collar, "The Black Box is most likely hidden in the Hidden Map of ’Perfect Life’, and Qiangwei is one of the top Black Box Hunters of ’Inevitable Truth’. Did she discover something in the Hidden Map’s hospital?"
"Then you’ll have to ask Qiangwei," Han Fei replied.
"Tell me everything you know! It must not have been easy for your account to reach the level it’s at now, and you wouldn’t want to lose everything just like that, would you?" The prisoner wasn’t too foolish, "We’ve studied you, you have seven wives in the Hidden Map, and your account must be a top-tier one with a very high initial Charm stat. It would definitely break your heart if it got ruined, right?"
Han Fei’s head swam, and he felt like Fu Yi’s face was hiding in his brain, gnawing at his brain and memory, growing steadily and seeking to spread throughout his body.
"Speak!" The prisoner grabbed Han Fei’s neck, threatening him viciously, "Tell me what you know! Is the Black Box hidden somewhere in this hospital?"
A sharp pain followed, and Han Fei’s nostrils began to bleed profusely, a bizarre scene that left the prisoner somewhat confused.
"I didn’t even hit your face, so why are you bleeding like that?"
Shaking Han Fei off, the prisoner threw him onto the ground and wiped his hands, as if ridding himself of bad luck, "Don’t pretend to be dead. If you don’t make things clear, you’ll be in big trouble later on."
The two other players didn’t understand what was happening; seeing the prisoner toss Han Fei to the ground, they also approached.
Just as they were about to drag Han Fei aside, a high school student in a school uniform suddenly burst out from the bushes nearby.
The student seemed to have been staking out outside the hospital for a long time. Holding a branch and a backpack, he positioned himself in front of Han Fei.
"I’ve already called the police! Be aware!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Han Fei opened his eyes and saw Fu Sheng standing in front of him.
"Why did you come here!" The face of Fu Yi in his brain became more distinct. Memories of Fu Sheng tied to a hospital bed flashed by, and Han Fei struggled to control his emotions. He knew the players were Outsiders, and they wouldn’t care; they could indeed harm Fu Sheng.
The prisoner ignored Fu Sheng completely, his gaze fixed on Han Fei, "You have a long life ahead of you. You might escape today, but can you avoid every other day? If you’re smart, you’ll spill everything; don’t corner yourself to a dead end."
The three players had just started working at the Plastic Surgery Hospital, so they didn’t want to stir up too much trouble and thus walked away.
Seeing the three men retreat, Fu Sheng hurried to check on Han Fei’s condition, "Weren’t you going job hunting? How did you end up at the Plastic Surgery Hospital?"
Han Fei stared at Fu Sheng’s face, with a rare seriousness in his tone, he said, "Don’t get too close to this hospital, don’t come here!"
In reality, it was the intervention of the Plastic Surgery Hospital that had driven Fu Sheng to complete collapse and insanity. Han Fei felt that he had changed the future of the Shrine Memory World, but Fu Sheng still showed up near the Plastic Surgery Hospital, which made him somewhat anxious that destiny might be gradually correcting the derailed course.
"Why are you wearing a nurse’s uniform?" In Fu Sheng’s memory, his father was a refined and selfish man, always in a suit and booted, with great poise. But the father he saw now was covered in blood around his mouth and nose, dressed in a nurse’s uniform, with veins popping on his forehead from pain, his face extremely haggard.
"I came here to work." Han Fei had made up his mind internally; if the Plastic Surgery Hospital insisted on having someone on the operating table, he was willing to take Fu Sheng’s place as a father.
"Let’s look for another job. With your abilities, you can definitely find one," Fu Sheng had never expected to see his father like this.
"Looking for another job is no problem. I can do anything, and I will meet all the demands you set, but you have to promise me two things," Han Fei looked into Fu Sheng’s eyes. "Don’t come near this hospital, and take good care of your mother and your brother."
The pain eased a little, and Han Fei got up from the ground, "Go back quickly."
He leaned on the railing and walked slowly; after a moment, he looked back one more time. Fu Sheng was still standing there.
"And... stop skipping classes. I’ve started working now, and you should move forward too."
The weary voice emanated from a weary body. Han Fei didn’t look back again and headed straight for the hospital.
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