Tower Defense Game: My Eternal Kingdom

The special arrangement of the clinic makes it difficult for daylight to penetrate into the building.

The light in the long corridor with wooden floors is very dim, and people creak when they walk by.

On the wall, there are kerosene lamps hanging at intervals, and there are oil paintings composed of red and yellow.

The doors of the wards on both sides of the aisle were tightly closed, and the doors were painted with white paint layer after layer, as if to cover up some kind of trace.

Howling and moaning came from the ward.

Echoing in the corridor, it seems to be intertwined into a duet full of pain and suffering.

"You may not be able to be cured if you enter the clinic..."

Cheng Shen shook his head slightly.

Chide, a doctor's assistant in a white coat, restrained his ugly attitude towards the patient, and said flatteringly: "The dean is reviewing his patient, please wait in this room for a while."

"Don't you just ignore the patients outside?"

Cheng Shen asked.

"This..." Kid paused after hearing the words, and said, "It's not that we don't want to take care of them...but there are only four Dr. Crows officially employed in the clinic, and even patients with money can't take care of them..."

"And no doctor wants to waste his precious time on poor people."

When he spoke, he looked tentatively at Cheng Shen, but after only one glance, he was immediately averted in fright. The horrifying purple light from behind the mask seemed to contain the most desperate and terrifying scenes.

"It's not good to let them gather outside the door."

Cheng Shen said softly.

Kid said: "Don't worry, they don't dare to make trouble here! The death of those who dare to make trouble here will catch them faster than the nightmare!"

"I did not mean that."

Cheng Shen said.

"Then what do you want to express?" A tired voice came from behind, and Kidder immediately bowed and saluted, "Dean."

Cheng Shen turned his head away.

A man wearing the same crow mask as his was standing behind him, but his mask was dark black, and he was wearing a large gray robe cut from oilcloth, covering his body tightly.

Black Crow.

The other party's rank is one level higher than his.

Cheng Shen took off his top hat and saluted slightly. In every clinic in the downtown area, there will be a doctor with the rank of black crow as the dean, and his attitude will also be related to whether he can get a job and the efficiency of earning performance.

"I don't think that as a doctor you can just ignore death."

he said afterwards.

"Will you die?" Dean Griffin walked straight through him and walked into the side room, "A young man with faith. I used to have the same thoughts as you, do you know why I have changed now? "

"Is it because of performance?"

Cheng Shen asked pretending not to understand.

The role he is playing now is an aspiring young man who has just stepped into society and is full of faith and decides to change something.

Such a personality is also more in line with what he will do next.

"Part of it." Griffin took off his mask and hung it on a hanger beside him, revealing a middle-aged face that had experienced many vicissitudes. He took a sip from the water bottle Kid handed him.

"Because I discovered that there is a disease in this world that can never be cured."

"It's the disease of poverty."

"The root of this disease is not in the patient, nor is it something we can change, but because of the high wall that protects corruption from breeding."

he said softly.

"Dean..."

Chid suddenly paled in fright.

"What are you afraid of?" Griffin said sarcastically, "The lower city has already been abandoned by them, and they can still hear the sound here?"

"I definitely welcome you to take up the post. Every additional doctor under my command can improve my performance."

Griffin turned his head and said:

"But I just want to remind you that since you're here, you'd better put away your unrealistic fantasies. If you really want to change something, you should work hard to earn performance and climb to a higher position.

When you get some power..."

He smiled, with a complex and difficult expression, and continued: "You will understand more clearly that this city has already become hopeless."

Cheng Shen stood still and did not speak.

"Still stubborn."

Griffin let out a laugh, "Me too, I'm telling you what to do now, I hope you can keep this stubbornness."

He opened the drawer of the desk, took out a piece of wax the size of a fingernail, put it in a container shaped like a dripping pot and melted it on the oil lamp.

Then dripped the melted red paint onto Cheng Shen's manifested resume, and Griffin pressed it with one side of the ring worn on his right hand.

Benedict.

A frozen imprint was immediately left on the paper resume.

[Your professional resume has been updated! 】

……

"From now on, you are an official member of the clinic. It just so happens that the clinic accepts a new patient, and the consultation fee is not cheap, so I will hand it over to you."

Griffin pulled out a case.

"But didn't the patient already say that he would be handed over to the black poison doctor..."

Kidd reminded hesitantly.

"Let him deal with the few patients in his hand first." Griffin frowned upon hearing this.

"Later, you will arrange an assistant for the Faceless Doctor first."

"Wait..." Cheng Shen suddenly said: "I can try to treat patients outside the clinic first, and treat it as accumulating experience for myself."

"You……"

Griffin covered his forehead with a headache.

"what!!!"

A hoarse scream suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Cheng Shen turned and walked out of the room.

There was a sound of tinkling and crashing, and the door of a ward opened suddenly. A woman in a blood-stained hospital gown, with half of her face uncovered, and a scalpel hanging on her skin ran out crazily.

"Stop her quickly...!"

A bloated and panting Doctor Crow then ran out of the consulting room.

Griffin came out after seeing this scene, and Dang even scolded angrily, "Why didn't you use psychedelic weed for her!?"

"She didn't pay for the psychedelic grass! Grass! She swore she could hold back the pain, but she still lost her mind! Damn it!"

The fat man scolded angrily.

The woman who ran away was quickly restrained by several nurses. Her whole face was bloodied and she was still crying in pain, shouting that I was dead.

"If you don't pay the money, you won't be given anesthesia? Whether the patient can hold back the pain is something she can decide by herself?"

Cheng Shen questioned.

"Who are you!?"

The fat man stared at him.

"Hiss..." Griffin had just gotten to know Cheng Shen's character, and hearing the words gave him even more headaches. He hurriedly said, "This is Faceless, the new doctor... Hei Du, you should arrange this patient properly first, and wait a while." I will introduce you again!"

"Since you're new here, keep your mouth shut... Dean, you have to teach him the rules of this clinic!"

Black poison still doesn't give face.

"rule?"

Cheng Shen didn't intensify the incident further, but looked at him more and more coldly.

"Bring her back to me! I'll give her a good treatment!"

Hei Du turned around and shouted in a bad tone.

The woman was restrained by several strong nurses and had no strength to struggle anymore. Her face was bleeding profusely, and her eyes gradually turned gray.

The madness just now is already a flashback.

Griffin shook his head and said: "You will often see this kind of scene in the future. The psychedelic herb is a quota given by the above. Every doctor has a ration every month. The practice of black poison is actually understandable... ..."

"You don't have to explain it to him."

Cheng Shen said.

"It's not... Hei Du's performance next month will be enough for a thousand. His brother is working in the Holy Academy, and he can easily pass the assessment. At that time, he will be a black crow with a higher status than you. If you offend him, he will treat you No good."

Griffin reminded.

"next month?"

Cheng Shen repeated in a calm voice.