This actor is full of tricks.

A few hours later, Lin Jue woke up in bed. With Wu Pi, Xiao Qiu and the others watching over him, this was the most peaceful night's sleep he had had since entering the hospital.

"Has the timeline not switched yet?" He looked out the window at the sky, which was still a hazy gray. Apart from the little light brought in when the Inspection Division broke in, the hospital seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds all the time.

He rubbed his stomach; he was so hungry he was practically starving. This desolate timeline had lasted too long, which was definitely not a good thing. The most obvious problem was the scarcity of food. He wondered how Red and the others had survived before. He would have to go find those guys and ask them for some food later.

However, just as Lin Jue stepped out of the room, he heard a hissing sound, and the timeline switched at that moment.

"Holy crap! A sudden appearance of someone?" A man across the hall, who was about to leave, was startled by Lin Jue's sudden appearance in the corridor and slammed the door shut. "I must have been working too hard yesterday and opened the door wrong!"

He carefully opened the door a crack again, and only after seeing that no one was outside did he breathe a sigh of relief and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "I told you I shouldn't do too much craft work, it makes my eyes blurry."

Lin Jue, on the other side, had already gone downstairs and headed straight for the noodle shop outside the hospital. After quickly finishing a bowl of noodles, he finally felt a bit better and let out a satisfied burp. Just as he was about to take out his phone to pay, a call came in.

The caller was not saved in the contact list; it was an unfamiliar number. Lin Jue paid while turning on the speakerphone: "Hello."

"Xiangyang?" Dong Jian's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Director Dong?" Lin Jue immediately perked up: "It's me. What instructions do you have, leader?"

Have you had lunch yet?

Lin Jue was slightly taken aback by Dong Jian's words. Given Dong Jian's personality, he would never call him for no reason to ask if he had eaten. There must be something he wanted to say.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "I ate. I had a bite outside the hospital."

"Okay, come to my office later, I have something to tell you." After saying that, Dong Jian hung up the phone.

What is this for?

Lin Jue looked at his reflection on his phone screen. Could it be that his secret had been discovered?
It doesn't seem likely. If he had really been discovered, Dong Jian wouldn't have been so calm on the phone with him. It seems there's something else he wants to talk about. But what could a newly promoted doctor possibly need to go to the department head's office in person for a face-to-face meeting?

After paying for the noodles, Lin Jue returned to the hospital and found Dong Jian's office.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and Dong Jian's emotionless voice came from inside: "Come in."

After pushing open the door, Lin Jue saw that besides Dong Jian, there was another doctor in the office, and that doctor was none other than Ding Zhiwei, who had been behaving strangely.

"Did Ding Zhiwei complain about me?" Lin Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, but still greeted Dong Jian as if nothing had happened: "Director Dong."

He nodded to Ding Zhiwei again: "Dr. Ding, you're here too."

"Have a seat." Dong Jian gestured for Lin Jue to sit down, then took out a pack of cigarettes and asked, "Want a smoke?"

“Occasionally,” Lin Jue replied.

Dong Jian tossed him a cigarette, which Lin Jue caught and lit himself: "Director, is there something you need that you called me over in such a hurry?"

"It's about your and Xiao Ding's personnel transfers." Dong Jian exhaled a smoke ring. "You've been at the hospital for over a month now, and you've officially become a full-fledged employee, so you've completely integrated into the hospital." As he said this, he glanced at Lin Jue, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression, probably thinking about Lin Jue's insistence on staying at the hospital despite being advised against it.

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Recently, more and more patients have been transferred to the intensive care unit of the main building, and there are not enough doctors there. So the hospital has decided to transfer you and Dr. Ding to the intensive care unit of the main building."

"what?"

Lin Jue was genuinely surprised. He had tried every means to get into the main building and had even found a lot of helpers for it. But now Dong Jian was telling him that he would be transferred in directly.

What about all that we did before?
However, it wasn't a complete waste; his helpers were still a source of strength, but the subsequent plans needed to be changed.

Lin Jue was silent for a moment before asking, "Approximately how long will it take to transfer?"

Dong Jian replied, "One week later."

A week later?

There is still plenty of time to prepare. We can only hope that this timeline switch won't drag on for a month like last time. If we can't get into the desolate timeline before the transfer, Lin Jue won't be able to make arrangements for Xiao Qiu and the others.

Moreover, according to Zhao Yin, it's almost impossible to get out once you're transferred to the Comprehensive Building. It would be quite interesting if the timeline switched while you were inside the Comprehensive Building.

Even though most patients had escaped during the period of desolation, the main building was definitely the most terrifying place in the entire hospital, so it was necessary to leave oneself a way out before making any transfers.

Thinking of this, Lin Jue asked again, "Director Dong, are there any rules after entering the main building? For example, holidays or something? I think the security there is quite strict; you even have to swipe a card to get in."

"The rules and regulations will be explained to you once you're inside," Dong Jian said, flicking the ash from his cigarette. "As for holidays, you know that the main building houses the intensive care unit, and every patient there is in very serious condition, so the workload is naturally much heavier. You only get about one day off per week."

"But don't worry, your salary will naturally increase, which will be commensurate with the high intensity of the work."

One day off per week?
Zhao Yin's statement is a bit different. Is it because Dong Jian's abilities were not stable enough two years ago, but now that his abilities are stable and he can ensure that his memory is distorted, that he is so confident that he can let people out once a week?

However, it's still a bit strange. Lin Jue had previously revealed to Dong Jian that he had some remaining memories. Just to be on the safe side, Dong Jian shouldn't have sent him to the intensive care unit.

Is there a deeper reason behind this, or is Dong Jian plotting something?

Lin Jue glanced at Dong Jian without making a sound; the latter had his eyes lowered and was smoking by himself.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Jue couldn't think of any clues, and he knew he wouldn't get any information by asking, so he could only agree and make plans in advance to deal with whatever came his way.

After leaving the office, Ding Zhiwei patted Lin Jue on the shoulder with a half-smile: "Xiao Xiang, when you go to the intensive care unit, you'll have to cooperate well and contribute wholeheartedly to the hospital."

"Of course, I've wanted to be a doctor who saves lives since I was a child." Lin Jue spoke with an innocent expression, emphasizing the words "save lives."

Ding Zhiwei sneered, turned and left. This guy was definitely suspicious; his attitude towards Lin Jue wasn't as polite as before. (End of Chapter)