Dean Huang's office is at the end of the corridor. If there is danger, it will be difficult for them to escape through so many rooms.

Knock knock.

The receptionist knocked on the old door and said with fear and awe: "President Huang, someone wants to see you."

"Come in." The voice was steady and calm.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a figure was sitting behind the desk.

He looks exactly like in the poster, wearing a white coat, with the little hair he has combed into a slicked-back style. His face is pale and his eyes are dead. Compared to the promotional photos, the real person is not as confident as in the photos, and looks much more pleasing to the eye.

The moment he saw Ah Jin, Dean Huang stood up suddenly: "A living person!"

Those dry and lonely eyes suddenly lit up with greedy and evil light.

If he could become the dean, his eyesight would be very useful and he wouldn't need her to remind him.

The receptionist should have left, but her eyes were still on Ajin. She was reluctant to leave and was swallowing madly.

Huang Mingfeng appeared in front of the two men and was about to pounce on them, but Jiang Ji had already skillfully hidden the stiff A Jin behind him.

It was still a little difficult for her to completely block Ajin, but she was full of momentum.

"What is Dean Huang doing?" Before the other party could get upset, she spoke first, "I brought this person here on condition."

"You should know how long it has been since anyone has entered this route." Jiang Ji met those eyes, sighed quietly, and began to play the emotional card: "Not long ago, I did meet three living people, but who knew that we would run into a tough guy. All the people on the bus were killed by Ying Huai, the evil star. The former conductor is still missing, so I took over her job."

"If the price you offer is not sincere, I think the next few stops should give a sufficiently generous reward."

"Don't forget, this human has your "Beautiful Soul" triplets as patients."

Jiang Ji did not hide the threat in his words, which was very similar to the classic line in some novels where the kidnapper captures the president's wife and says to the person on the other end of the phone, "She may be pregnant with your Huang family's child." Dean Huang and the receptionist felt weird when they heard it.

Huang Mingfeng turned his sinister gaze towards Ajin, looking at him from head to toe, making Ajin feel uncomfortable all over.

It seems like... I caught a hint of the unique smell of hospital disinfectant?

Regardless of whether the three patients escaped or not, he didn't want to let this living person go.

"How much do you want?" Dean Huang returned to his desk and raised his water glass to hide the vicious look that leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Ji remained calm, stretched out three fingers and shook them, "Three million ghost money."

Dean Huang crushed the water cup with his five fingers and asked in surprise: "How much?"

Let alone three million, even if it was three hundred, he... couldn't afford it!

Is it easy to manage such a big family business? Does he really think it's free to put up advertisements everywhere?

"No way, you have such a big hospital and you can't even come up with three million?" Jiang Ji didn't understand either.

Dean Huang had a blank expression on his face. As their eyes met, he suddenly leaned closer and asked, "Friend, do you have a dream?"

A Jin: “…” It smells like a strong pyramid scheme.

Jiang Ji seemed very interested: "Tell me more about it."

"I have had a dream since I was a child," Dean Huang's eyes flashed with terrifying enthusiasm, "the world will be one! As long as everyone in the world has the same face, men and women, old and young, all look the same, and no one can tell one from another, there will no longer be people judging by appearance, no suspicion and hatred in this world, and you won't want to know what he has been through... No matter where you go, you will no longer feel lonely, and seeing anyone is like seeing yourself. No longer afraid of death, no longer afraid of separation, everyone is everyone's lover, everyone is everyone's relative!"

Jiang Ji: “…”

Ah Jin: “…”

Is this what your family means by “Great Harmony in the World”?

So the sentence on the glass door, "When the scenery in your eyes becomes the same, your soul will bloom," also means this?

Chicken Soup for the Soul suddenly became unrecognizable.

These weird thought processes are more morbid and crazy than each other.

"Your idea is totally untrue. The world will become chaotic." Jiang Ji interrupted his brainwashing directly, a little impatient, thinking it was some new thing. "Your plastic surgery hospital doesn't even have a mirror. Don't you want to? Or don't you dare?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the expressions of Huang Mingfeng and the receptionist suddenly turned gloomy.

Jiang Ji was fearless. The huge "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital" did not have a mirror that could clearly reflect a person's reflection. This was very strange in itself, unless the patients were deliberately prevented from seeing their own faces through the mirror in order to barely maintain order in the ghost realm.

The strange eyeballs are empty and one cannot see what one looks like in the other person's eyes.

The three ghosts in white coats could not see their own faces, but they vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the hospital, so they chose to escape.

The faces of the doctors and consultants were all blurred, and underneath the fog was another identical face.

Only Dean Huang and the receptionist had different faces.

"If all beings are truly equal, why don't you change your face?"

"You just want to show your difference through a different face, and form a class system centered on you."

Jiang Ji always believed that the more you emphasize something, the more it is missing.

The faces of those three ghosts represent the lowest level of order. I imagine that the morgue on the fifth floor is filled with such weird and deformed faces.

This is a kind of domestication. The consultants on the third floor kept brainwashing these patients, making them believe in Dean Huang's ideas. When such flawed ideas take root in the hearts of these ghost patients and are put into action, he and this hospital will gain more and more power.

Dean Huang is at the top of this pyramid, and the front desk is the crown he built for himself.

Doctors are second class, patients are at the bottom, and below that are the bacon.

A new "four-class system".

Ah Jin, standing behind Jiang Ji, could feel the murderous intent rising from him.

Help! Sister Ji is so bold!

Bang!

At this time, a loud noise was heard, and the whole tube building suddenly sank a bit. The two people and two ghosts in the office were caught off guard and swayed.

Large chunks of dust and ceiling were falling from above. Jiang Ji was quick-witted and took A Jin to the side and hid behind the desk.

yes

The building shook, rumbling sounds were heard, and a piece of rubble fell at Dean Huang's feet.

He glanced at the receptionist, who shook her head and said, "They are not in the same group."

Huang Mingfeng had no time to care about Jiang Ji and the others because of the house-destroying posture. He went straight to