My Healing Games

Chapter 588 Subduing A-Chong
Han Fei had high expectations for Achong, but he was very dissatisfied with Achong's performance.

If you can't even handle a corpse, how can you call yourself a pervert?
"Come on, I'll teach you, hurry up!"

Ah Chong was a masochist, but that didn't mean he wasn't afraid. Trembling, he got up from the ground and began to receive Han Fei's cramming-style teaching.

While "cleaning up," Han Fei also made sure to ask Ah Chong the question he most wanted to know.

"What exactly did you see the night you kidnapped Du Shu?" Han Fei's question hit Ah Chong's sore spot right away. The scene from that night was the last thing he wanted to recall.

"It was a terrifying scene." Ah Chong stammered, hesitating for a long time before finally saying, "We saw that woman named Du Shu changing her 'medication'."

Why is changing the dressing terrifying?

“The ‘medicine’ she switched to was different from the ‘medicine’ we usually take. It was made up of human faces with different expressions.” Ah Chong’s shoulders trembled. “Those faces looked like they were still alive, as if they had just been torn off. Besides the ‘medicine’, there was also a lot of ‘medicine residue’ in her room.”

"The dregs of medicine are the people whose faces were removed?"

“That’s true, and that’s not true either.” Ah Chong shook his head: “Those dregs are all young and beautiful women. All the faces grew from their bodies. After the faces are removed, they don’t die, they just age a lot. I also discovered something very strange. Those dregs are all called Du Shu. It feels like Du Shu put a part of her body into those people’s bodies, and after Du Shu’s face grows on their bodies, she eats them.”

Han Fei had traveled extensively in the deep world and had seen many resentments and hatreds, but this strange method of face-changing was the first time he had ever heard of it.

“I know you might not believe it, but that’s the truth. When I saw Du Shu’s face being swapped, I was terrified, but Qiangwei took advantage of the crucial moment when the face was being swapped and snatched her away.” A-Chong’s eyes were full of regret: “I shouldn’t have gone with him. After he snatched Du Shu away, all the lights in the hospital went out. At that moment, it felt like we were fighting against the entire darkness.”

"So you guys actually managed to escape?"

"I...I..." Ah Chong stammered for a long time before finally managing to say a complete sentence: "I won't hide it from you anymore. Actually, I have two personalities. When Qiangwei dragged Du Shu out covered in blood, I fainted. It was my other personality that saved me and brought Du Shu out."

Han Fei felt that A Chong was not lying; he knew that A Chong possessed the rare talent of a weak personality.

To force out another personality, extremely demanding requirements must be met, and one must be on the verge of despair. This shows that Ah Chong and the others were indeed in a very dangerous situation at the time.

"Don't you believe what I'm saying?" Ah Chong shrank his neck and squatted down next to Han Fei, a little afraid to look Han Fei in the eye.

"Trust is the most important thing between teammates." Han Fei broke the corpse's bones before finally managing to close the cabinet door. "I overheard the doctor outside saying they were going to turn you into medicine? And send you somewhere else?"

“There is an operating room under each building in this hospital. It seems that the place can strip a person of their memory and personality. Today I saw a patient being taken away with my own eyes. When he came back, his whole personality had changed.”

"Underground?" Han Fei nodded, wiping the blood from his hands. "Besides the underground operating room, did you hear any other useful information?"

“We’d better escape as soon as possible. The hospital has special methods to find Du Shu. There’s some kind of connection between those ‘medicines’ called Du Shu and Du Shu. They’ll probably find Du Shu soon.” Ah Chong’s face was full of bitterness. “When that strange woman who had her face changed comes back, we’re doomed.”

Do you know where the 'medicines' are hidden in the hospital?

“It should be in Building 7, but I’m not sure.” Ah Chong thought for a while: “This hospital divides patients into seven categories. The most seriously ill patients are in Building 7. I heard that it’s the most important and most dangerous building in the plastic surgery hospital.”

"Okay, then let's go to the operating room in the basement of Building 5 first, and then to Building 7." Han Fei made the next decision while Ah Chong looked completely dazed.

"Are you sure? Just the two of us? If we don't run now, we might not have another chance."

"This hidden map is only so big, there's no way you can escape." Han Fei's words shattered Ah Chong's last hope: "I told you players long ago that if you want to leave successfully, you have to cooperate with me, but unfortunately some of you are unwilling to listen to me."

Are my other teammates still alive?

"They're still alive, but they're suffering more than if they were dead." Han Fei grabbed Ah Chong and walked to the door. "When I took you to Building 5 during the day, a very tall doctor took over the trolley inside Building 5. Do you remember where he went?"

"A very tall doctor?" Ah Chong followed behind Han Fei: "I vaguely remember him. He pushed me in a cart to Building 6. When we were about to enter Building 7, he noticed that I was pretending to be unconscious, but he didn't expose me."

"and after?"

"He went into Building 7 alone, helped me with some procedures, and then took me to Building 5." Ah Chong thought back carefully: "Was he your friend? I always felt like he saved my life."

"It's Building Seven again..." Han Fei nodded slightly: "It seems I have to go there tonight."

After leading Ah Chong into the corridor, Han Fei turned around and closed the ward door.

Whatever happened inside, there wasn't a trace of blood on the ward door, and from the outside, there was no sign of any problem.

Ah Chong witnessed this scene, and he became even more frightened.

"Stay close to me." Han Fei put the blood-red paper figure into his pocket, and he and A Chong quietly walked into the stairwell.

Listening intently, Han Fei noticed faint footsteps and the slow rolling of wheels upstairs.

Making a shushing gesture, Han Fei leaned against the wall, cutting into blind spots, and slowly made his way upstairs.

"Aren't we going to the basement? What does it have to do with us if there are people upstairs?" Ah Chong grabbed Han Fei's clothes tightly as he was about to go upstairs.

"The people upstairs might spot us."

Han Fei raised his sword and went upwards, and the lights in the fifth-floor corridor suddenly went out.

When the lights came on again, only a trolley for transporting patients remained in the empty corridor; sometimes this kind of trolley was also used to transport the dead.

"Big brother, let's go, there's no one here." Ah Chong looked at the car in the distance, his heart pounding.

A few seconds later, the lights went out again, and the creaking of wheels turning on the ground could be heard in the darkness.

Ah Chong trembled as he recalled the horror of that night. He prepared to try to persuade Han Fei again: "Let's go to the basement. They're on the fifth floor. Why bother?"

As he reached out, Ah Chong grasped at nothing.

He stood frozen in the darkness, his lips dry, his palms sweating with tension and fear: "Han Fei? Where is he?"

The sound of wheels grew closer and closer, and Ah Chong's heart beat faster and faster. He felt as if every second in the darkness was stretched out infinitely.

I don't know how much time passed, but the lights came on again.

Looking ahead, Ah Chong saw Han Fei appear next to the handcart. The lights behind Han Fei were on normally, while all the lights in front of him were off. He seemed to be standing on the boundary between light and darkness.

"How...how could he run faster than that car?"

A hissing sound of electricity filled the air, and the lights began to flicker again. Just as the lights went out, a blinding white light flashed by.

The handcart overturned on its side, and the lights in the entire corridor were restored to normal.

Ah Chong opened his eyes wide and looked at Han Fei, who was walking back. It seemed that Han Fei had a thin medical record book in his hand.

"Is this the end?"

"What are you expecting?" Han Fei put away the medical record book. Gathering five clues was not difficult for him. "I'll let it go the first time. Next time, you need to remember to listen to my instructions. If I tell you not to talk, you should just shut up."

"I know, I'll definitely do it next time!" Ah Chong nodded vigorously. Now that he knew Han Fei's strength, he was very confident: "Brother, can you tell me how you did it? Can you teach me?"

In such a terrifying world, everyone wants to have the ability to fight against ghosts.

"You now..." Han Fei was about to say something when a sharp pain shot through his brain, followed by blood seeping from his mouth and nose, and he almost lost his balance.

"Han Fei!" Ah Chong quickly helped Han Fei up. Seeing Han Fei's miserable state, his newly risen confidence was shattered again: "So killing ghosts requires such a heavy price?"

Ah Chong was about to say something, but Han Fei suddenly pushed him away.

"What's wrong?" Ah Chong asked, puzzled, wondering what he had done wrong. But then he witnessed something incredibly shocking.

Holding the knife in one hand, Han Fei's palm instantly burst forth with a dazzling light, and then he decisively slashed the blade toward his own head!

"No!" Ah Chong cried out in alarm, falling to the ground in fright.

As the blade sliced ​​through the air, Han Fei reopened his eyes. His pupils were filled with murderous intent, yet his eyes were somewhat cloudy.

"You really think I can't kill you just because you're hiding in my head?"

"I...I...I'm here." Ah Chong clung to the stair railing; he truly dared not approach Han Fei. This was definitely not a normal person!
Moving his body on the cold floor, Ah Chong didn't dare to stand up. He had always felt that he had two personalities, that he was a freak, and he was very insecure. It wasn't until he met Han Fei that he realized he was just a little bit of a loner.

After a long while, Han Fei calmed down. His face was cold as he glanced at A Chong sitting on the ground and asked, "What are you doing sitting there?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, how about I kowtow to you as a way of thanking you for saving my life?" Ah Chong remembered what the doctor had told his parents: patients with schizophrenia cannot be stimulated and need to be treated slowly.

"As the trump card of these teams of players, you need to be of some use." Han Fei pulled Ah Chong up, and just as they were about to go down, they heard a strange sound coming from above.

“We need to investigate the underground floor. Clearing out the above-ground floors to avoid being discovered is actually quite reasonable.” Ah Chong stood behind Han Fei, rubbing his hands together. He had now started to speak in accordance with Han Fei’s wishes.

“That makes sense.” Han Fei calculated the time. Since they had already reached the fifth floor, going up one more floor wouldn’t make a difference.

He moved quickly along the wall, and a few minutes later, he had another medical record in his hand.

At the same time, a system notification sounded in Han Fei's mind.

"Attention Player 0000! You have successfully obtained an F-level clue—the list of individuals with personality disorders in Building 5!"

"List of Individuals with Disordered Personalities in Building 5 (F-level Clue): You must understand that there are no perfect personalities in the world, just as the world itself is imperfect. Those on the list have all been sent underground. In fact, those imperfect people are the foundation of this absurd world. It is through their gradual growth that I can get closer to perfection. Collect three F-level clues to obtain one E-level clue!"

By piecing together several medical records, Han Fei also noticed the writing tucked between the pages. He grabbed the newly acquired clue and ran downstairs: "Those patients who were stripped of their personalities have all been sent underground. I might be able to see them again if I go there now."

(End of this chapter)