Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead
Chapter 127: Healing Town (5)

“Hmm…” Bai Lian nodded without continuing the conversation, his gaze falling on the doctors and nurses Fan Zhi Yi had brought.

Fan Zhi Yi walked up to the bed, crossed her arms, and said, “So, what do you think? How is it?”

Bai Lian carefully inspected the five of them. The first was the beautiful doctor standing at the front, with an elegant posture, a pleasant face, and a gentle gaze; she looked very professional.

The four nurses behind her were also eye-catching, each with her own unique charm. One in a white robe was about the same height as Fan Zhi Yi, with long, flowing hair and cute dimples on her cheeks.

The next nurse wore a pink robe and glasses, with an attractive figure and a strict posture.

The third nurse, in a blue robe, had short, shoulder-length hair. She was young and energetic, with slightly chubby cheeks that gave her the image of a cute girl.

The last one, in a green robe, was petite with large eyes, giving her a youthful, beautiful appearance.

“Excellent, very good!” Bai Lian was pleased with Fan Zhi Yi’s selection, clearly not regretting the money spent.

The doctor approached and said with a smile, “Mr. Bai, your condition has stabilized. I am going to transfer you to our VIP ward, where you will receive the best care and conditions. What do you think?”

Bai Lian nodded and replied with a smile, “Fine, I'll leave it to your discretion.”

“Before we do that, we need to conduct an examination. Is that alright?”

“Of course!”

The doctor began the examination, and the four nurses assisted her. Everything proceeded harmoniously, and Bai Lian enjoyed the process.

Meanwhile, a nearby Zhou Hong was in complete shock.

From the looks of it, these beauties had come for Bai Lian, and he didn’t even have a chance?

Huh?!

So what was I just saying, sounding like a total clown?

Zhou Hong pulled the blanket over himself, trying to shrink his presence. If he could, he would have checked out of the hospital immediately, hopped on a train to Gotham City, and arranged a fateful meeting with Batman.

Soon, all of Bai Lian’s medical examinations were complete.

The doctor, looking at the data, was astonished. She could see that his body was in a completely normal state; he was perfectly healthy.

But this was strange because she knew that all the patients in this hospital had missing organs, and none of them could be this healthy!

Yet, the fact was right in front of her—Bai Lian was perfectly fine. She didn't doubt her own skills, but she was starting to wonder if she was going crazy.

“Doctor, what’s wrong?” Bai Lian asked, puzzled, seeing the doctor frozen in place.

The doctor snapped back to reality and, pretending nothing was wrong, smiled.

“Mr. Bai, your recovery is going very well. We will now transfer you to another ward!”

It was worth noting that a single night in a VIP private ward at the hospital cost 5,000 Yuan!

The doctors and nurses received a percentage of this sum, which was significantly more than what they earned from treating regular patients.

In reality, Bai Lian could have already been discharged, and even if he needed to stay for observation, a regular ward would have been more than sufficient, not a VIP one.

As a doctor, it wasn't her job to invent non-existent illnesses. And she wouldn't make money by needlessly advising him to stay in a VIP ward.

“Alright!” Bai Lian nodded.

He wasn’t worried about money right now; comfort was the main thing.

Simply put, money was the last thing on his mind!

The short-haired nurse brought a wheelchair to facilitate the patient's transfer to another ward. Bai Lian didn't refuse the help and sat in the chair.

The nurse wheeled him out of the room.

All that remained was the one hiding under the blanket—Zhou Hong… oh, that is, the clown.

He heard that it was quiet outside and only then poked his head out, seeing that Bai Lian and the others had already left. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, he felt a pang of jealousy in his heart again.

He turned to his guard and asked, “Hey, can you help me get transferred to a VIP ward?”

He had seen Fan Zhi Yi leave and return shortly after with a beautiful doctor and nurses.

Zhou Hong surmised that this could very well be Fan Zhi Yi's doing.

So, perhaps his guard also had this ability?

Hearing his words, the guard nodded.

“Of course, I can.”

Zhou Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and in that moment, he felt he had found a solution to his problem.

“Really?”

“Yes, you just need to pay 5,000 coins a day for the VIP ward, and I can transfer you there,” the guard replied.

Zhou Hong: … 5,000 coins? Are you kidding me!

...

On the fifth floor of the hospital, Bai Lian was wheeled out of the elevator into a very clean and tidy corridor.

A short time later, they stopped at one of the wards, where a sign read “VIP Ward 520.”

The doctor opened the door, and the nurse wheeled Bai Lian inside.

The room was luxuriously decorated. The fixtures on the ceiling cast a soft light, creating a very comfortable atmosphere.

In the center stood a soft, large bed, opposite which hung a large-screen plasma TV, so one could lie in bed and watch television.

Flowers and books were placed on the bedside table and bed, adding a touch of coziness and romance.

Additionally, the ward had an air conditioner, a sound system, a refrigerator, and all the necessary equipment, making the place look more like a luxurious hotel suite than a hospital room.

The doctor addressed Bai Lian, “Mr. Bai, our VIP ward has been carefully designed to provide patients with the most comfortable conditions for treatment, allowing them to recover their health more quickly.”

Bai Lian nodded. “Very thoughtful.”

The doctor bowed slightly. “It is our duty and responsibility. We will be very happy if you recover quickly.”

After completing the transfer, the doctor and nurses left the room. If Bai Lian needed anything, he could call them at any time.

Lying on the bed, Bai Lian felt the softness of the mattress and couldn't help but marvel, “This is what it means to be rich. With money, you can do anything.”

Fan Zhi Yi sat nearby, picked up a book from the bedside table, and began to flip through it. Hearing Bai Lian's words, she smiled.

“I have to disagree with you on that. In my opinion, even if a person is the richest in the world, it’s useless without a healthy body.”

“It seems you don't understand the power of money at all!”

Bai Lian looked at her, resting his head on his hand. “You should understand, there is only one illness in the world—poverty. If you are sick and have no money, you are simply doomed. With money, you can buy your life back, even from King Yama himself!”

Hearing this, Fan Zhi Yi frowned and was about to retort when her watch was touched by a black card.

Beep, a fund transfer…

10,000 Yuan!

Seeing this, her expression changed instantly. She said seriously, “Of course, you are absolutely right. I completely agree with you!”