"Mr. Han Hao, are you really sure you want to cancel the surgery and be discharged early?" the doctor asked repeatedly.

Yu Ling nodded: "Yes, doctor, don't worry, I know this accident has nothing to do with the hospital."

"Um, we've already paid the hospital fees, how about we wait until tomorrow morning to leave?"

Yu Ling refused.

"Alright, since you insist," the doctor said helplessly, and then completed the discharge procedures with the friendly version of Yu Ling.

then.

A doctor with a perfect medical record accidentally pricked his own hand while giving a patient an injection.

Soon, Yu Ling walked out of the hospital gate, the very second after he stepped out of the hospital grounds.

The phone rang.

Yu Ling then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

I never imagined that one day I would relive this experience of not being accepted by the world.

……but.

Was he being too polite to the doctor just now?

Yu Ling walked to the crossroads, intending to hail a taxi home and use the Longevity Turtle Breathing Technique to heal her injuries.

"Hello, xxx Apartment."

The unlucky taxi driver encountered a series of red lights.

[If all else fails, host, why don't you just hurl a few curses at me?]

Even the system couldn't stand it anymore; now, even a simple greeting from the host would bring bad luck to others.

"...I'll try my best."

Five hours later, Yu Ling finally arrived at her home, a two-hour drive away. She opened the door, went inside, and made a phone call.

"Su Zhe, I'm home... It really has nothing to do with me, stop using your barren brain to speculate about unfounded things!... What? Pick me up at 5:30 tomorrow? Even dogs don't get up that early..."

"If you can't afford to be a dog, then you can be. Anyway, Han Hao! Don't let me catch you out of bed!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was deafening even without speakerphone.