Chapter 00156: Healing and Saving Lives
# Healing and Saving Lives
Chapter 156
Novel: Above Destiny
Chapter 156: Healing and Saving Lives
On the first day of her new job, Tong Hua found herself bullying a senior colleague in the department.
The second thing she did after joining was to fire a shot at a coworker.
The third thing? She stripped a senior colleague of his clothes...
Tong Hua was completely overwhelmed.
For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be shocked or terrified—was the "Divine Hands of Creation" meant to be used like this? If you weren’t interested in me, why are you suddenly targeting men now?
But soon, she no longer needed to be shocked.
Because Ji Jue turned around and lunged at her.
Just as she was hesitating whether to resist or scream, her hands were forcibly raised, and a freshly stripped white lab coat was thrown over her!
*Slap!*
At that moment, the door swung open.
A body stitched together from numerous mutilated corpses appeared outside the office.
Director Qian’s lips still carried an exaggerated smile, though for some reason, a few winding bloodstains had appeared on his face.
They slowly dripped down.
His pitch-black eyes swept across the office, landing on Ji Jue and Tong Hua, who were pressed close together.
After a slight narrowing of his eyes, his smile seemed to grow more approving: "Newcomers helping and supporting each other, very good, very good indeed. A qualified doctor must learn to unite the team and move forward together. Your attire is also very formal. It seems you’ve both respected the hospital regulations well. Very good, very good. You’ll definitely become excellent doctors!"
"Thank you for the encouragement."
Ji Jue’s hands didn’t stop as he fastened the last button on Tong Hua’s coat.
"Is there anything you need us to do?"
"It’s time for rounds."
Director Qian handed over a clipboard filled with densely packed patient beds and brief descriptions of their conditions.
"A doctor must get close to the patients, understand their situations. How can you just sit idly in the office? Even though you’re new, you must have the courage to shoulder great responsibilities."
He said, "Today’s rounds will be left to the two of you."
Tong Hua recalled the wards she had seen on her way here and the hungry eyes that had stared at her.
She instinctively wanted to speak, but her mouth was immediately covered.
Ji Jue nodded, his voice filled with enthusiasm:
"Understood."
It’s over.
Tong Hua closed her eyes in despair.
This was it.
Everything was over.
Even though she knew there was no way to refuse the director’s orders, Tong Hua couldn’t help but feel her heart turn to ash.
And then, she saw Director Qian turn his head, looking at the lifeless, numb remains of Zhao Zhou.
His smile instantly vanished.
His face twisted into a grimace.
"During work hours, your attire is disheveled, and you’re not even wearing your lab coat. This is the fourth time you’ve violated hospital regulations."
He said, "You’re fired."
At that moment, a piercing scream erupted from the puppet’s body for the last time.
Then, the sound of chewing, so horrifying it made one’s scalp crawl, echoed through the office.
No sharp teeth or gaping maw could be seen, but an invisible mouth seemed to devour the remains from the inside out, leaving not even a drop of blood behind.
In just a few seconds, the empty shell left behind by the deceased Chosen One had completely disappeared.
Only Director Qian remained, wiping the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.
Finally, he turned back, grinning at Ji Jue and even Tong Hua.
"Work hard."
With that, he turned and left, his footsteps fading into the distance.
Tong Hua slumped into her chair, gasping for breath.
No matter how dense she was, she now understood that if it hadn’t been for Ji Jue, she would have paid a terrible price.
But even though she had narrowly escaped one disaster, another was waiting ahead!
Thinking of those bizarre patients, the beds in the obstetrics ward filled with the stench of rot and blood, and those drooling mouths staring at her...
She was done for!
This time, she was definitely done for!
"What are you standing around for?" Ji Jue urged, pointing to the cabinet and bookshelf in the corner.
"Go and find all the materials related to rounds, then copy and organize them into a record book for me... You know how to make a record book, right?"
"Who do you think you’re looking down on?"
Tong Hua glared at him.
This was like asking a three-year-old if they knew how to open their mouth to eat, or if an apprentice of the Ember Sect knew what a furnace was.
The creation and preservation of record books were the signature skills of the Ethereal lineage.
Though the quality and detail of the records varied depending on the practitioner’s skill.
A clumsy Ethereal Chosen might only manage to scribble a photo, but a powerful one could even make someone feel as if they were immersed in the scene.
The Tong family naturally had similar traditions.
Now, with just a few quick swipes of her fingers across the bookshelf and cabinet, all the records were neatly organized, including patient records and conditions from the past five years.
Of course, this also included the records and documents related to rounds.
"Do you need something you can absorb and understand immediately?" Tong Hua asked.
"Can you do that?"
Ji Jue’s eyes lit up.
"You have that kind of ability?"
Just from the way Ji Jue was looking at her with that sweet, almost sticky gaze, Tong Hua could tell exactly what he was thinking: "There are limitations. Ordinary people can’t handle or remember it. There might be side effects like headaches, and since you’re not of the Ethereal lineage, the transferred memories won’t last long and will quickly fade. In short, don’t expect to use this to outshine others!"
"Tsk..."
Ji Jue couldn’t help but shake his head.
I gave you a chance, but you’re not up to it.
I was just about to crown you as the most loyal sidekick to the King of Overachievers!
"Hey!" Tong Hua was furious.
"Did you just 'tsk' at me again?"
"Huh? No, I didn’t."
Ji Jue looked at her with an innocent expression.
"Why do you say 'again'?"
Tong Hua rolled her eyes in annoyance, raised her hand, and *BIA* slapped his forehead.
Instantly, a thin, flickering outline of a page flashed before his eyes, and then Ji Jue’s vision went dark.
In less than half a second, hundreds of thousands of words of records were ruthlessly poured into his mind.
With just a thought, all the data appeared vividly before him.
Ji Jue couldn’t help but nod.
It seemed the silly young lady was good for more than just crying and screaming.
"Alright, let’s go."
He picked up the clipboard and waved his hand.
"Don’t dawdle. Delaying for more than ten minutes counts as a violation."
The door opened, and the rounds began...
The lights in the corridor flickered.
In the intermittent silence between wails, footsteps echoed.
The patients and their families, who had seemed like lifeless corpses moments ago, suddenly opened their eyes, staring straight at the two of them.
Some even lunged forward, grabbing at Ji Jue’s clothes, wailing, "Doctor, doctor, I’m in so much pain. Can you help me? I’m really suffering..."
But those eyes never left him.
Ravenous with hunger.
Then, Ji Jue mercilessly slapped the hand away and pushed the person aside.
"If you’re in pain, scream. If you’re suffering, endure it. If you can’t endure it, go register. Go to the appropriate department. You’re not my patient, why are you coming to me?"
Tong Hua’s breath hitched.
She could see the murderous glint in the patient’s eyes, but instead of lunging forward, they hesitated and then stepped back.
"Write this down: Refusing unreasonable patient requests doesn’t violate hospital regulations," Ji Jue said, turning to her.
"But I suspect the regulations don’t have much hold over the patients."
Tong Hua shrank back.
"If they’re not bound by the regulations, aren’t you afraid they’ll attack you?"
"Can’t you call security?"
Ji Jue glanced at the shadows in the corner of the corridor.
"Based on my guess, we probably can’t attack patients first, but if the patients attack us... Hmm, I’ll test that later. No rush. Let’s figure out a way to earn some 'money' first. Otherwise, we won’t even be able to pay the fines."
"Money? Where’s the money coming from?"
Ji Jue grinned, pushing open the door to the obstetrics ward and pointing at the beds filled with patients.
"Isn’t this all money?"
Sometimes, once you let go of your conscience, the ways to make money become endless.
He smirked, slapping the light switch by the door.
As the flickering lights came on, they illuminated the entire ward.
The stench of decay hit them, and the bloodstains on the walls were a vivid crimson.
On the beds, pairs of eyes instantly opened, staring at them.
Even the family members sitting by the beds began to salivate.
Those grotesque, incomplete faces all showed the same desire.
The malice was so pure, it felt like needles stabbing into Tong Hua’s face, making her expression twitch uncontrollably.
As an Ethereal Chosen, her senses were too sharp.
Right now, she could almost feel the pain of those gaping mouths biting into her flesh.
But then, she nearly screamed.
Because Ji Jue slapped her on the back, snapping her out of her daze.
Then, he swaggered in, hands behind his back, completely unfazed by the surrounding gazes.
"Move aside, move aside. No eating in the ward. Clean up after yourselves, don’t leave trash everywhere."
Ji Jue kicked a piece of garbage out of the way and walked up to Bed 1. He looked down at the withered, emaciated corpse lying there, still grinding its teeth and drooling.
He picked up the clipboard and saw a condition that didn’t match at all.
*Postpartum depression?*
What the hell?
Ji Jue couldn’t help but widen his eyes, leaning back in admiration.
Lady, with a face like that, you’re lucky to even have the space for depression!
Discharge!
"Doctor, I’m in so much pain. My heart hurts..."
Just as he turned, a hand shot out from under the tattered blanket, grabbing his wrist.
The nails were sharp, almost digging into his flesh.
"Can you help me?"
"If you’re in pain, think of something happy. If you’re suffering, scream a bit. Look at how enthusiastically the people in the next building are screaming."
Ji Jue looked down at the fingers gripping his wrist.
"Or should I arrange a surgery for you? You’re suffering because your heart is uncomfortable. If we take it out, you’ll feel better. We’ll make a hole here, front and back, so it’s more ventilated. It’ll be much brighter. Xiao Tong, go find Director Qian and report the patient’s request."
Behind him, Tong Hua, still dazed, instinctively nodded.
But as soon as she took a step back, the woman on the bed, who had been clinging to Ji Jue, suddenly let go as if electrocuted.
"No, no need..."
Her twisted face showed a pleading smile, and her strange limbs under the blanket squirmed, but they didn’t dare reach out again.
But Ji Jue pressed further, suddenly stepping closer and grabbing her hand.
"If you’re uncomfortable, don’t hold it in," he said earnestly.
"I’m a doctor. You must tell me your condition. Don’t wait until it gets worse, understand?"
"Understood, understood."
The patient in Bed 1 struggled wildly, trying to get him to let go.
Only after repeatedly confirming that the patient didn’t need additional treatment did Ji Jue reluctantly release her hand.
He turned and gave Tong Hua a look: *Just as I thought, the doctor can decide the treatment and surgical plans.*
Though, they would have to take responsibility for it.
Unfortunately, Tong Hua was still in a daze, her pure and foolish eyes wide open.
She had no idea what he was signaling.
Ji Jue couldn’t help but sigh.
No默契 at all.
Xiao An would’ve been better.
If Xiao An were here, the two of us would’ve been unstoppable.
If only Xiao An were... *cough cough*.
Can’t think about that anymore!
Snapping out of his brief reverie, Ji Jue strolled between the beds, checking each patient’s condition.
He realized, *Damn, this ward is full of talent.*
A postpartum-depressed mummy, a snake-woman with menstrual irregularities, a skeleton with gynecological inflammation, a minotaur with a history of miscarriages, and...
"Doctor, save me. I’m in so much pain."
On the bed, a mountain of flesh weighing nearly a ton wailed, squeezing out two tears.
Its skin was stretched thinner than paper, and on its bulging belly, one could vaguely see the remnants of limbs and bones churning in the stomach acid...
Ji Jue looked down at the symptoms listed on the clipboard.
*Malnutrition?*
Are you serious?
You’re this fat, and you still need nutrients?
"Don’t worry, don’t worry. You’ll feel better once you’ve digested everything."
Ji Jue waved his hand, preparing to leave, but the mountain of flesh on the bed grew anxious, squirming.
Even in its bloated state, it still tried to reach out and grab Ji Jue.
Beside the bed, a gaunt, hunched family member, like a ghost, suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Quack! You quack!"
He demanded, "Are you just going to stand there and watch the patient suffer?"
At that, Ji Jue’s footsteps halted.
His back to the patient, a helpless smile appeared on his face.
A soft sigh.
But it sent chills down Tong Hua’s spine.
"It seems conservative treatment isn’t working."
When he turned back, he was wearing a warm smile and suggested, "How about considering an imported treatment? It’s just a bit expensive..."
"No problem! No matter how expensive, we’ll pay!" The gaunt family member grinned without hesitation.
"As long as you cure my wife. But if something goes wrong..."
"Deal!"
Before he could finish, Ji Jue’s voice rang out.
Then, a heart-wrenching wail erupted from the bed, shaking the entire ward!
In that instant, Ji Jue’s fingers merged into a blade, plunging into the gaping mouth, tearing through everything until his shoulder was submerged.
Without mercy, he gripped the patient’s internal organs.
Finally, he turned to the stunned, gaunt family member and grinned.
Your imported treatment is here!
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