Chapter 121 The Brightness Sanatorium is just a name that has captured Ji Yang's heart...
In the restroom on the second basement level, after Hoshino disappeared, all the medical records that were originally on Hoshino fell out.
Yuejiang forced the paper inside her clothes, leaving blood on the A4 paper, the surface slightly wrinkled from the bloodstains.
At this moment, in order to spite Ji Yang, Yue Jiang deliberately patted the file on the edge of the bed and handed it to Jiang Yang like a treasure, with a deliberately smug smile on her lips and a mischievous look on her face.
But Jiang Yang's steps faltered for a moment because of Yue Jiang's words. Before he could react, Ji Yang stepped forward and pulled him into his arms.
Where he couldn't see, the chin resting on his shoulder defiantly raised an eyebrow at Yuejiang on the hospital bed.
With a snap of Yuejiang's fingers, demonic power coalesced, carrying a hint of coolness, and precisely struck the area where Jiyang and Jiangyang were touching.
The old wolf suddenly appeared, leaping into the air and landing on the inner bed, baring its teeth at Ji Yang and letting out threatening growls.
"Okay," Jiang Yang said in a low voice.
Ji Yang immediately loosened his grip, and Yue Jiang also released his strength, instantly extinguishing the tense atmosphere between the two sides.
Yuejiang snorted coldly, took the file out of the inside pocket of her coat at the foot of the bed, and threw it onto the empty bed.
Jiang Yang walked to the bedside and sat down. The old wolf shook its head and looked around, as if to make sure no one was paying attention. Finally, it chose a comfortable position, put its mouth on Jiang Yang's thigh, and lay down with its limbs spread out.
His fingertips, which were flipping through the documents, paused. He reached out and placed his hand on the gray head covered with coarse, short hair, and gently rubbed it.
Why does it seem so aggrieved?
Ha~
Ji Yang's laughter was suppressed in his throat. Yue Jiang gritted his teeth and whispered, "Come back."
The old wolf rested its paws on its dark eyes and whimpered as if unwilling to face the situation.
The ward fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of Jiang Yang flipping through the documents.
Of the five medical records, one each is 001, 005, and 007, and the remaining two are 011.
After a quick glance, he marked each of the five documents with several folds.
Yuejiang added, "The one with only a number and no name should be the earliest medical record. The one with a number but no patient name should be the one from the previous record."
Jiang Yang silently rearranged the order of the two medical records.
After finishing, he looked up and asked, "How many patients are under each number?"
Yuejiang recalled that there were ten portions in one cardboard box, so the total number was...
"I estimate it to be around 120-150."
Ji Yang took 007's copy from Jiang Yang's hand and asked casually, "When did Litanwei buy the sanatorium?"
"I don't know, it existed before I took over."
“Based on what has been around since the Nanke era, it has been operating for at least 120 sessions. Is Litanwei using the sanatorium as its headquarters?”
Ji Yang hit the nail on the head, his fingertip tracing the worn-out edge of the medical record to one of the pages. The record in his hand should have been the latest one, 007, and the name box marked "Ji Yang" indicated that it was his medical record.
Jiang Yang looked at the section on hospital admission physical examination that Ji Yang was pressing down on with his fingertips, and tilted his head in confusion. "Hmm?"
“Yangyang, my current height is 187 cm,” Ji Yang said helplessly.
"What are the heights listed here...?"
Jiang Yang adjusted his glasses, his eyes half-closed, still puzzled: "183?"
“This is my height at 20 years old, and I didn’t have my routine check-up this morning.”
Xingye and Jiang Yang finished their examinations together in the ward before leaving, but Ji Yang switched identities directly to become a player and didn't even have a hospital gown on him, so how could a medical record of his be generated today?
“But yours is definitely on top,” Yuejiang was certain of that.
"So either you haven't been to a nursing home since you were 20, or..."
Jiang Yang's eyes darkened. "Someone deliberately wanted us to see this medical record."
Ji Yang flipped through the pages again, and on the last page, there was a blank space next to Mu Nashe's signature.
It's for caregivers.
"The key point is that there are no caregivers in my household."
What Ji Yang can be certain of at least is that during the period when he first fell ill after entering the sanatorium, he was cared for by a caregiver.
Yuejiang leaned against the headboard. "Is the date on this medical record still in doubt?"
Routine checkups are conducted every morning, while medical records are kept on file once a week.
Ji Yang rolled up the medical record and put it in his pocket. "Keep it for now."
Jiang Yang held the marked document and pulled out two more medical records from the pile.
"Besides you, Li Sheng is another person without a caregiver today."
Ji Yang asked, "Are there any differences between Li Sheng's two copies?"
"Nothing else, but I have something very interesting to tell you."
Jiang Yang stuck out the tip of his tongue to moisten his lips, then held up the two medical records he had just taken out, indicating, "Huang Er's caregiver is the previous 011."
Yuejiang's pupils dilated: "You mean, Huang Er's caregiver was one of the patients before we entered the sanatorium?"
"Some people's caregivers are caregivers, while others' caregivers are patients..."
Ji Yang leaned over the railing at the foot of the bed, looking down at the medical record in Jiang Yang's hand, and muttered to himself.
Yuejiang suddenly had an idea: patients could work part-time as caregivers in sanatoriums to earn points, and he put forward this idea.
“The problem is,” Jiang Yang frowned and shook his head, “that the sanatorium doesn’t lack caregivers right now.”
As Munasher mentioned during the evening event, with 15 patients and 19 caregivers, the number of caregivers is already excessive, considering the one-to-one ratio.
Yuejiang raised her finger.
Jiang Yang said, "I think I might need to go to the archives again."
Yuejiang tucked her hands under the covers. "How's the fire at the archives?"
"The entire first floor was burned down, and part of the archives was burned. Munashe said that the players who participated in the firefighting would be recognized during the evening event."
Yuejiang nodded, then suddenly turned her head and her expression changed. She grabbed the cup from the bedside table and smashed it forcefully in the entryway.
The air pressure around me suddenly dropped, and I could clearly feel that my emotions were stretched to the limit, and I was just a little bit away from completely losing control.
"What do you mean? You came here just to kick me when I'm down?"
...
"Adding insult to injury?"
Jiang Yang was clearly taken aback by Yue Jiang's unusual attack, and after a half-second of stunned silence, he frowned and asked, "I..."
"What else do you intend to say? What else is there to say?"
Yuejiang abruptly interrupted him, her voice rising sharply, her chest heaving violently, and even her breathing becoming heavy.
"Yeah, I just came to see if you were dead."
Ji Yang scoffed coldly, his words sharp and sarcastic, "I thought that since Xingye is dead, you would die with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, dark purple demonic power surged from Yuejiang's body, and he used one hand to form a sharp claw, fiercely slashing towards Jiyang's chest.
Jiang Yang was still a little confused when the overwhelming malice stirred the file in his hand. He quickly clenched his fist tightly and also gathered up the other files scattered on the bed.
The demon was stopped by the sword of justice. Ji Yang's eyes sharpened, and he flicked back a sword aura.
The old wolf also pounced out, its fluffy fur standing on end, exuding a ferocity tainted by demonic influence, with tiny black glints condensing between its fangs.
"Enough!"
Jiang Yang stood in front of the two of them.
Yuejiang's face was contorted with rage.
"Get out of the way!"
"I'm going to break this old cucumber in half today!"
Ji Yang's composure vanished instantly. "You're looking for Yue Jiang!"
Jiang Yang pinched the bridge of his nose, avoided the two men, and retreated to a corner of the room. Sometimes, matters between men cannot be resolved with just a few words. Since they were going to fight, they should have a good fight.
The sword flowed with dazzling golden light, intertwined with the dark demon, the light converging in the air as they fiercely tore at each other.
Old Wolf and Yuejiang switched positions with perfect coordination. Accompanied by a wolf howl, Old Wolf opened its mouth wide and bit Ji Yang's ankle.
Ji Yang slashed downwards, carving a shallow trench in the ground. The old wolf, forced back by the charred remains on its body, threw itself to the ground with its front paws in frustration.
The golden light flickered, and Ji Yang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Jiang Yang bit his lip hard, realizing that Ji Yang had exhausted almost all of his talent.
The destructive power of both evil and justice is astonishing; the only thing left in the ward that wasn't removed was the door panel.
Fortunately, the two gradually reduced their strength, and Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. She stepped forward and stood behind Ji Yang, supporting his swaying body.
Jiang Yang asked with a hint of worry, "Are you alright?"
Ji Yang forced a consolation and gave the person a slight smile, "It's alright, the person is already gone."
"What's going on with your talent?"
Yuejiang supported herself on the table. Although she could only use one hand, her performance was much better than Jiyang's.
"You won't die, don't worry, you won't get a chance."
Ji Yang's words were sharp and infuriating. Yue Jiang took a bottle of supplement from the panel and tossed it over, saying, "It'd better be like this."
"Yangyang~ Look at him~"
Ji Yang crossed his arms in front of him, tilted his head and leaned against Jiang Yang, "He hit me so hard."
Yuejiang had never seen this side of Jiyang before, and she was completely taken aback in a second.
"Get out!"
Ji Yang was overjoyed. He raised his head like a victorious general and, without looking back, pulled Jiang Yang away from the ward.
Once outside, Ji Yang explained, "There was someone else in the room just now."
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the thing we saw in the mirror in the washroom."
"Then how did he end up in Yuejiang's room...?"
Neither he nor Ji Yang are that thing's targets anymore, so has it set its sights on Yuejiang?
"Let's go see Li Sheng first."
Ji Yang raised an eyebrow: "Are you very familiar with Li Sheng?"
"Isn't he my examiner for this assessment?"
"Then why don't you try to please me, Jiang Yang, I'm still the president of the Mouguang Association?"
Ji Yang stopped walking, and Jiang Yang simply leaned against the wall and looked up.
The same layout as before.
"Jiang Yang!"
You just hugged him!
Ji Yang's Unreasonable Behavior - Elementary School Version
Jiang Yang turned around. "How do you want me to please you?"
"Say something nice."
Ji Yang leaned down and whispered in someone's ear, like a puppy whining.
"Owner."
Jiang Yang never hesitates to respond to the puppy's requests.
This nickname, which touched Ji Yang's heart, visibly made him blush from his earlobes to his neck.
Jiang Yang touched Ji Yang's face.
"Does it still hurt?"
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