Chapter 117 The True Dean
The doll in front of them looked exactly like an ordinary person.
Even after opening its eyes, it looked at Shen Zhiyan with exceptional obedience and called out, "Master."
But something's wrong; the voice is too stiff, and the eyes lack sparkle.
Even the angle at which he looked up was stiff and unnatural.
If Jiang Liyue were to adopt this posture, Shen Zhiyan would hardly believe it.
However, it's impossible to put this into practice on his Yueyue.
His Yueyue must be the most perfect doll.
So, as the doll sat up from the operating table and called out "Master" again, Shen Zhiyan expressionlessly picked up a scalpel and slit its throat.
Blood spurted from his throat, but was swallowed by black mist just before it touched Shen Zhiyan's white coat.
The doll's eyes were still open, but it showed no life, no fear, and it didn't count as a second death.
The mist surrounding Shen Zhiyan couldn't wait to devour its flesh and blood.
He glanced at it with some disgust, his eyes filled with a morbid obsession.
Failed experiments are worthless waste and can only be destroyed.
The second failure left Shen Zhiyan in a bad mood.
He thought for a moment, then slowly walked to the door of the office next door.
The office door wasn't completely closed, and through the crack, Shen Zhiyan saw Jiang Liyue lying on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand and reading an open book.
Seemingly finding it amusing, she curled the corners of her lips, reached for the coffee next to her, and took a sip.
Then, glancing at the coffee, he muttered, "I wonder if the sanatorium has milk tea."
Milk tea? Shen Zhiyan looked thoughtful.
He had never drunk it before, but he seemed to know in his mind what to do.
I can try that next time.
The thought flashed through Shen Zhiyan's mind before he realized that once she was turned into a doll, she probably wouldn't like drinking these things anymore.
Shen Zhiyan's expression suddenly darkened, his eyes turning as black as an unfathomable sea.
Should we give up?
He stared at Jiang Liyue, seemingly lost in thought, before turning back to the operating room after a long while.
Let's try again...
There was always a voice in his heart saying that if he didn't turn Jiang Liyue into a well-behaved and adorable doll, she would eventually run away.
Only when she felt the gazes on her disappear did Jiang Liyue look up from her book and head towards the office door.
They've left?
She blinked and muttered to herself, "He must have heard me say I wanted milk tea, right?"
Although I don't know where he learned his craft.
But in each instance, her boyfriends would satisfy her cravings.
Therefore, I hope Shen Zhiyan will be more sensible and know what she wants!
Jiang Liyue closed the book in her hand, finished her dessert, and then drank the rest of her coffee in one gulp before preparing to go downstairs to check on the situation.
One of the missions in the instance is to find the secret of the sanatorium; she can't keep wasting time here.
However, as a restricted area of the Happiness Sanatorium, this place can serve as a temporary safe zone.
As Jiang Liyue stood at the top of the stairs and looked up, she thought to herself.
When she reached the fourth floor, she discovered that the entire corridor was filled with the smell of blood.
Many ward doors were wide open, and the patients who should have been in their beds had disappeared.
Some severed limbs were carelessly thrown in the corridor.
Jiang Liyue took a closer look and saw that the skin was covered with dense red rashes, and the cut surfaces were filled with foul-smelling rotting flesh.
This at least suggests that these remains did not belong to the players, but rather to the doctors or nurses in the hospital.
Jiang Liyue recalled the doctor who was carried out of the ward that morning.
There was also Zhou Bowen's story about a patient going berserk and injuring a doctor.
Could it be that all the patients in these wards have gone mad?
All I can say is that the soundproofing in Shen Zhiyan's office is just too good; she couldn't hear a single sound from upstairs.
Jiang Liyue tossed her broken hand aside and took the opportunity to enter the open ward to check on the situation.
Sure enough, there were signs of a fight and bloodstains inside.
Some hospital beds were even overturned, which shows how fierce the battle was.
At the head of the hospital bed, Jiang Liyue saw medicines she hadn't taken.
It was exactly the same food she fed to the patients in ward 409.
Inside the medicine bottle was a sticky, red mass resembling the eggs of some kind of animal.
Without a second thought, she took all the untouched medicines from several wards and put them into her spatial storage.
Regardless of its use, I'll keep it for now.
Jiang Liyue packed her things up room by room, and when she came out of 408 and was about to go into 409 to take a look,
She suddenly heard heavy breathing coming from room 410 next to her.
She turned and walked to room 410, put her ear close to listen, and sure enough, she could hear the breathing inside was clearer.
Room 410 was the last ward at the end of the corridor, and Jiang Liyue hadn't noticed before whether anyone was in charge of it.
At that moment, someone opened a crack in the door.
It was pitch black inside; you couldn't see anything through the crack in the door.
She thought for a moment, then pushed the door open.
Suddenly, a strong, pungent stench wafted over, making Jiang Liyue feel as if the top of her head was about to be blown off.
She quickly took a step back and put on a mask to block out some of the smell.
She turned on the light in the ward and saw that there was only one hospital bed inside, and on the bed lay a person whose body was rotting.
His exposed skin was covered in scarlet, rotting flesh, with maggots crawling all over it, and no one was taking care of it.
Sensing someone, he rolled his eyes with difficulty, making a wheezing sound similar to that of an old, worn-out box.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Jiang Liyue approached in a friendly tone, displaying her professional ethics as a nurse.
The man's eyes widened: "Medicine, medicine..."
Jiang Liyue looked at his bedside and, finding no medicine, simply took out a bottle from her spatial storage and fed it to him.
After taking the medicine, his condition seemed to improve slightly.
The skin on my face has recovered a little, revealing a bit of its original appearance.
She looked a bit like the original director of the sanatorium that Jiang Liyue had seen in the newspaper, only a bit older.
The real director of the sanatorium is still alive? And he's even become a patient?
What about the patients and doctors who disappeared in the hospital? Were they also patients?
Just as Jiang Liyue was about to ask, she saw Dean Zhen staring intently at her.
His eyes weren't big to begin with, and the dark circles around them made them look a bit eerie.
"You're not from the hospital."
Jiang Liyue gestured for him to look at her nurse's uniform and said with a smile, "I work for the hospital."
"No, you're not. This isn't a good place." Dean Zhen paused, then said weakly, "You must really want to leave, right? How about we make a deal?"
He looked at Jiang Liyue with certainty, as if waiting for her affirmative answer.
After all, before this, every now and then, strange nurses or doctors like her would appear in the sanatorium.
Their goal was to escape the nursing home.
They will fall for it if you use a little bait.
Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in Dean Zhen's eyes.
Jiang Liyue smiled slightly and said, "I just came to the hospital and only want to take care of patients and become an excellent nurse."
Dean Zhen looked on incredulously: "Don't you think the patients in this sanatorium are strange? They're not normal patients at all, and you actually want to stay here as a nurse?"
As far as he knew, these outsiders had come with a mission.
But Jiang Liyue gave him a reproachful look: "Of course patients in sanatoriums would find it strange, otherwise why would they be patients?"
"I am a professional nurse, and I will never look down on my patients, no matter what their condition is."
Dean Zhen: ...Huh?
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