My Healing Games

Chapter 573 The Goddess's Table

Cao Lingling, lying on the hospital bed, had stopped struggling violently. Her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, and the expression on her face slowly froze, as if her soul had fallen into hibernation.

"What exactly did she see last night?" Zhao Qian came to the bedside and held Cao Lingling's cold hand. This strong woman was now feeling a little helpless.

"Once she wakes up, we'll begin treatment as soon as possible." The nurse examined Cao Lingling's body. "Aside from the severe emotional trauma, she has no other injuries. You can rest assured, the hospital will provide her with the best service, although the cost..."

"Money is not a problem, you must cure her." Zhao Qian handed a card she had obtained from Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital to the nurse: "Deduct all treatment costs from my account first."

"It's truly her luck to have met such a wonderful leader like you." The nurse beamed and left with the card.

Ignoring the nurse's flattery, Zhao Qian shifted her gaze from Cao Lingling to Han Fei.

"Why did you suddenly want to come here to work as a caregiver? Did you hear some rumors? Do you think this place can maximize your advantages?" Zhao Qian glanced at A Gou with some disgust, then walked up to Han Fei: "Octopus is missing, Du Shu has been kidnapped, the company's senior management is in chaos, and the 'Immortality' project has also been affected. Now is your chance to come back."

"Go back to the company?" Han Fei shook his head repeatedly. His life was already on a countdown, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time making games.

“I know you resent the company, but hasn’t completing the ‘Immortality’ game always been your dream? I can allow you to work from home, remotely command you and Octopus’s subordinates, and coordinate with other departments in the company to cooperate with you.” Zhao Qian spoke with great sincerity.

"If there is really no one who can fill in, you can choose one from my former subordinates. Some of them are very capable, but they just haven't had the opportunity to show their abilities."

"Hey, are you really not going to reconsider?"

"My advice to you is to focus your efforts on finishing that horror romance game I made before. If it becomes a big hit, it can relieve a lot of pressure on the company and may even help the company get through the difficult times."

“That’s all we can do for now.” Zhao Qian’s gaze moved between Cao Lingling and Han Fei. “Since you’re the caregiver here, I’ll leave Cao Lingling to you. I’ll be coming over often these days.”

Zhao Qian and one of the police officers left, while the other officer remained in Cao Lingling's private hospital room.

As the only witness in several missing persons cases, the police also valued Cao Lingling's safety.

"Fu Yi, she specifically asked you to be her caregiver, so I won't compete with you for the job. Starting tomorrow, you will be in charge of taking care of this patient." Ah Gou looked at Han Fei with a smile. Ordinary employees like Cao Lingling don't have much money to begin with, and they also have mental problems, so there's not much you can squeeze out of them.

"Okay." Han Fei didn't seem to mind.

"After the injection, she'll be quiet for at least four hours. Let me take you to see other places first." Ah Gou glanced furtively at the policeman, seemingly because he had done too many bad things and didn't dare to look the policeman in the eye.

After leaving the private ward, Ah Gou reverted to his old self, carefree and irresponsible. It was unclear whether he was working as a caregiver or a gigolo here, but in any case, he seemed to enjoy his job.

In one morning, Ah Gou showed Han Fei all the unused wards. Because Du Shu had been kidnapped, there were not many customers in Building 1 at the moment.

As a comprehensive plastic surgery medical building that integrates multiple functions, Building No. 1 is quite complex inside. The luxurious decoration is only its surface. The deeper you go, the more you can feel its eeriness.

"Next, I'll take you to the last place, which is also the most important place in Building One." Ah Gou and Han Fei arrived at the basement level, where there was a special room connecting Building One and Building Two.

“All beauty and love are hidden here, the secret to immortality, the source of youthful souls, the source of all goodness.” Ah Gou seemed like a devout believer. When his hand touched the door in front of him, an abnormal fervor surged across his face. The veins under his skin bulged upwards, as if his body was in a state of extreme excitement.

Pushing open the door, the bright lights were a bit dazzling, and it took Han Fei a long time to adjust.

This underground room, located between two hospital buildings, is very large. The walls are painted with dark red patterns. Inside, there are various high-tech medical devices as well as some human props that Han Fei cannot recognize at all.

“Those big clients in Building One have their surgeries done here. Many of them have sensitive identities, and information about them must never be leaked.” Ah Gou stared at the strange medical equipment with an incredibly fanatical look, as if the equipment were a gift from the gods: “Don’t touch anything here. We’re not usually allowed in. Today, I mainly want to show you around.”

Han Fei couldn't understand Ah Gou's fanaticism; to him, this place was just a large operating room.

The two moved carefully around the room and soon found an operating table that was more than two and a half meters long deep inside.

All the light in the room focused on the operating table. Ah Gou's body trembled slightly. He seemed to be about to climax. He walked step by step to the operating table and gently pressed his face against it.

"While the doctors aren't here yet, you should experience this too." Ah Gou's expression was somewhat morbid: "This is the Goddess of Beauty's dining table, the place closest to perfection."

Unlike Ah Gou's devout expression, Han Fei stared at the operating table, feeling uncomfortable all over, as if the operating table was piled with scraps of flesh and every part of it was covered with bloodstains.

As Han Fei approached the operating table, his unease intensified. He even conjured up an image in his mind: himself, on the verge of death, was strapped to the operating table, while ten "goddesses" stared at him on the table, slowly cutting open his flesh and soul.

"The Goddess's Table..."

"Oh!"

The operating room door was pushed open, and two doctors appeared in the doorway: "Who let you in!"

One of the doctors saw Han Fei and A Gou and shouted, "Get out!"

Ah Gou acted like an obedient dog in front of the doctor. He grabbed Han Fei, smiled apologetically, and slunk away.

As Han Fei passed the two doctors, he secretly glanced at them.

The doctor who scolded Ah Gou was perfectly normal, just like any other doctor in a regular hospital. But the other doctor next to him was emitting a strong stench. His neck and wrists were wrapped in bandages, and the stench seemed to be coming from under the bandages.

As the operating room door closed, Ah Gou's face still bore the traces of illness: "Once I've saved enough money, I'll definitely try again."

"Try what?"

"You'll understand later." Ah Gou smiled mysteriously. "You're really lucky. You were assigned to Building Number One as soon as you entered the hospital. Work hard, and as long as you don't offend the clients and doctors, your future will definitely be bright."

Ah Gou wanted to say something more, but his walkie-talkie rang at that moment. The fat nurse's voice came through, telling him to take Han Fei to the second floor.

Back at the "safe house," the chubby nurse pushed a small cart containing Han Fei's two sets of work uniforms, a walkie-talkie, and a temporary work card.

"This is what we've prepared for you. You'll work with Ah Gou for three days first. Once the probation period is over, we'll immediately prepare a formal contract for you." The chubby nurse had high hopes for Han Fei: "For these three days, just go to get off work on time and do as little as possible and ask as few questions as possible."

"Understood." Han Fei picked up his uniform, pushed open the door of the "safe house," and saw another man in a caregiver's uniform inside.

The man was tall and burly, but his skin was loose, his face was covered with age spots, and he didn't seem to be in good spirits.

"Zhang Zhuangzhuang, this is our new colleague, Fu Yi." Agou introduced Han Fei to the burly man enthusiastically.

Upon hearing Ah Gou's voice, the burly man merely glanced at Ah Gou before grabbing Han Fei's shoulder and walking out of the "safe house."

The strong man was very strong; Han Fei couldn't break free even with one-fifth of his strength.

"I advise you to leave this hospital and find another job." The burly man was half a head taller than Han Fei, probably over 1.9 meters tall. He stared at Han Fei, exuding a sense of intimidation.

"Why? This hospital seems to offer very good benefits." Han Fei pretended not to understand.

“Many people can’t even make it through the probationary period.” The burly man saw the greed on Han Fei’s face. He had seen many people like that and knew he couldn’t persuade him. “I can’t tell you much. Just remember, don’t believe anything anyone says in this hospital, especially that dog. It’s probably not human. It hasn’t changed since I came here.”

"Since you arrived?"

“I started working here when I was 23, and now I’m 26. In three years, the oldest guy, Ah Gou, seems to have gotten younger.” The burly man released his grip on Han Fei’s shoulder: “Working here does pay well, but don’t risk your life for money.”

The man named Zhang Zhuangzhuang left after speaking. Han Fei looked at the man's face, which was covered with age spots, and felt incredulous: "Twenty-six years old?"

"Don't listen to Zhang Zhuangzhuang's nonsense." Ah Gou appeared silently behind Han Fei: "He was once chosen by a customer to be a private nurse, but this good-for-nothing was kicked out after less than two months. If it weren't for his sister being a doctor here, he wouldn't even be qualified to stay and work here. He looks down on me, but I look down on him."

"We're all just caregivers, why are we looking down on each other?" Han Fei put his uniform into the closet. The chubby nurse had given him a three-day trial period, and he decided to make good use of these three days to try to find out the hospital's secrets before becoming a full-time employee.

Around 1 p.m., Han Fei and A Gou went to eat. When they passed by the hospital entrance, Han Fei unexpectedly saw Zhang Zhuangzhuang carrying a lunchbox and walking out of the hospital.

"Doesn't he eat at the hospital cafeteria?"

"Never mind him." Ah Gou pulled Han Fei along: "The food in the cafeteria is delicious, especially the meat. I guarantee you'll never forget the taste after you try it once."

Han Fei had originally planned to eat at the cafeteria, but after Ah Gou mentioned meat, Han Fei immediately thought of some unpleasant images.

The meat served at this plastic surgery clinic is probably not something you can just eat indiscriminately.

Using an excuse, Han Fei secretly slipped away and left the hospital with Zhang Zhuangzhuang.

"Brother, why are you eating outside the hospital? Doesn't the hospital provide room and board?" Han Fei asked casually as he walked up to Zhang Zhuangzhuang.

"Food and lodging are provided, but do you know what you're eating?" Zhang Zhuangzhuang sneered as he bought a boxed meal from a street vendor outside the hospital.

"You seem to have a lot of complaints about this hospital? Then why don't you resign?" This was what puzzled Han Fei the most. Zhang Zhuangzhuang clearly knew there were problems with the hospital, but he was unwilling to leave.

“My sister is a doctor at this hospital. She’s been possessed by an evil spirit. I have to take her away.” Zhang Zhuangzhuang turned to Han Fei and said very seriously, “Hurry up and leave. Don’t come back.”

Before Han Fei could answer, Zhang Zhuangzhuang took his lunchbox and left.

“This Zhang Zhuangzhuang is worth trying to win over. The hospital’s senior staff are all getting younger, but he’s getting older. There must be something wrong with that.” Han Fei also bought a boxed lunch. He was about to go back when suddenly he felt a throbbing pain in his nose and head. He looked down and saw that his mouth and nose were bleeding again.

"The bloating and pain are getting stronger and longer."

Han Fei felt a little dizzy. He leaned on the railing, preparing to return to the plastic surgery hospital, when just then, three men in nursing uniforms walked out of the hospital and stopped in front of him.

“We’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.” The bald prisoner blocked Han Fei’s path. His face was ferocious, and he exuded the aura of a desperado. “What did you say to Qiangwei at the Jinmao Hotel that day? Why was he willing to help you kidnap Du Shu?”

"If you want to live, then cooperate with me." Han Fei looked at the prisoners: "If you cause trouble, then don't blame me."

"Blame you? Do you even deserve it?" The prisoner grabbed Han Fei's collar: "The black box is most likely hidden in the hidden map of 'Perfect Life,' and Rose is a top black box hunter of Inevitable Truth. Did he discover something in the hospital in this hidden map?"

"Then you'll have to ask Rose."

“Tell me everything you know! It must have been really hard to get your account to this level. You don’t want to lose everything like this, do you?” The prisoner wasn’t completely stupid: “We’ve studied you. You have seven wives in the hidden map. Your account must be a top-tier account with extremely high initial charm. You’ll definitely be heartbroken if it’s ruined like this, right?”

Feeling dizzy, Han Fei felt as if Fu Yi's face was hidden in his mind, gnawing at his brain and memories, growing and trying to spread throughout his body.

"Speak!" The prisoner gripped Han Fei's neck and threatened viciously, "Tell me what you know! Is the black box hidden somewhere in this hospital?"

A stinging sensation came, and Han Fei's nose began to bleed profusely, a bizarre scene that left the prisoner somewhat bewildered.

"I didn't slap you in the face, so why are you spitting blood?"

The prisoner tossed Han Fei to the ground, wiping his hands with a hint of irritation: "Don't play dead. If you don't explain yourself, you'll regret it."

The other two players, unaware of the situation, also came over when they saw the prisoner throw Han Fei on the ground.

Just as they were about to drag Han Fei aside, a high school student in a school uniform suddenly rushed out of the bushes in the distance.

The student seemed to have been waiting outside the hospital for a long time. He was holding a tree branch and a schoolbag, and he stood in front of Han Fei to protect him.

"I've already called the police! Be careful!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Han Fei opened his eyes and found Fu Sheng standing in front of him.

"How did you end up here!" Fu Yi's face became clearer and clearer in his mind, and the image of Fu Sheng tied to the hospital bed kept flashing through his memory. Han Fei was unable to control his emotions. He knew that the players were all outsiders and they didn't care about anything else. They might really do something to harm Fu Sheng.

The prisoner completely ignored Fu Sheng, his gaze fixed on Han Fei: "The days ahead are long. You can escape today, but can you escape every day after? If you know what's good for you, tell me everything and don't push yourself to the brink."

The three players had just started working at the plastic surgery hospital and didn't want to cause too much trouble, so they turned around and left.

Seeing the three men walk away, Fu Sheng quickly checked on Han Fei's condition: "Weren't you looking for a job? Why did you end up at a plastic surgery clinic?"

Han Fei stared at Fu Sheng's face and, unusually, said in an extremely serious tone, "Don't get too close to this hospital, don't come here!"

In reality, Fu Sheng completely broke down and went insane after being intervened by the plastic surgery hospital. Han Fei felt that he had changed the future of the world of the shrine's memories, but Fu Sheng still appeared near the plastic surgery hospital, which made him somewhat worried. Perhaps fate was gradually correcting its deviated trajectory.

"Why are you wearing a caregiver's uniform?" Fu Sheng remembered his father as a sophisticated and selfish man, always impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, exuding elegance. But the father he saw now had blood all over his mouth and nose, was wearing a caregiver's uniform, had veins bulging on his forehead from the pain, and looked incredibly haggard.

"I'm here to work." Han Fei made up his mind that if the plastic surgery hospital insisted on putting someone on the operating table, he was willing to take Fu Sheng's place as a father.

“We’ll find you another job; you’re definitely capable of it.” Fu Sheng never imagined he would meet a father like this.

“Finding other jobs is no problem, I can do anything, I can meet all your requests, but you have to promise me two things.” Han Fei looked into Fu Sheng’s eyes: “Don’t go near this hospital, and take good care of your mother and your brother.”

With the pain slightly relieved, Han Fei got up from the ground: "Let's go back quickly."

He held onto the railing and walked very slowly. After a moment, he looked back again, and Fu Sheng was still standing in the same spot.

"And... stop skipping classes. I've already started working, and you need to move forward too."

A weary voice came from his weary body. Han Fei didn't turn back and walked straight towards the hospital.

Thank you to the guild leader who gave me a steamed bun!

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