My Healing Games

Chapter 579 Gathering at the Plastic Surgery Hospital
Touching the secrets deep within the soul is a powerful auxiliary skill that helps Han Fei connect with souls and sense their inner emotions and obsessions.

Since acquiring this skill, Han Fei has always used it as an attack combo, and has rarely had the opportunity to actually use it to sense changes in his soul's emotions.

Cao Lingling, bound by restraints on the hospital bed, struggled desperately. She had completely lost her mind and was like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation.

"Don't move, I'm trying to help you."

Han Fei closed his eyes, and his fingertips seemed to touch the cool stream water. Ripples of memories spread out, and Cao Lingling's soul began to tremble slightly.

Fear, panic, and unease have left cracks all over Cao Lingling's soul, and the wounds left by fear are slowly destroying her body.

"Only fear?"

Upon closer inspection, amidst the layers of fear, a sense of bewilderment and a yearning for beauty emerge.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei savored the sensations that came through his fingertips.

Cao Lingling's soul is like a rag doll that has been cut open with a knife; that trace of confusion is like the needle and thread, and her yearning for beauty is like the fabric with lace trim.

When she is lost and threading a needle, sewing her entire body with her desire for beauty, she will become herself again, only this time she will no longer be the same person she was before.

The original doll was simple and pure, but after being patched up with fabric, it looked more like a colorful monster.

"The wishing well in the Mirror God's memory world exploits people's greed, while this plastic surgery hospital exploits people's pursuit of beauty? Or, more broadly speaking, it exploits people's desires?"

Cao Lingling was still screaming on the hospital bed. She was making too much noise, and soon footsteps could be heard outside the ward.

A doctor with bandages wrapped around his hand led two nurses into the room.

"How did you take care of this patient!" the doctor shouted at Han Fei. "The patient was in so much pain, why didn't you notify me immediately? Why were you just standing there like an idiot? These days, caregivers are becoming increasingly unacceptable!"

Two nurses held Cao Lingling down. As the nurses approached, Cao Lingling screamed like a frightened sparrow, her voice almost tearing her throat.

"The doctors and nurses were all wearing white uniforms, the red ghost had torn off its face, and the white ghost was eating people..."

The expected medical intervention did not materialize. The doctor simply gave Cao Lingling another injection, and after she stopped struggling, he routinely checked her body to confirm that her bodily functions were still operating normally. He then left her alone.

"Doctor, it seems like she's been traumatized. Should we provide her with some psychological counseling?" Han Fei, having been ill for a long time, had previously studied criminal psychology, abnormal psychology, and basic psychotherapy on his own in order to solve cases.

"Am I the doctor, or are you the doctor?" The doctor with bandages on his hand glared at Han Fei. "A caregiver should fulfill their responsibilities. If something really happens to the patient, can you take responsibility?"

"I'll let you know as soon as she wakes up next time."

"Is Du Shu really going to turn this place into her playground by hiring a bunch of pretty faces?" The doctor looked down on the caregivers in Building 1, ignored Han Fei, and left with the two others.

About fifteen minutes later, Officer Fang Changcheng finally arrived, holding his phone, seemingly having just made a phone call.

"Good morning, Officer Fang." Han Fei closed the ward door and pulled Fang Changcheng to a corner of the ward: "Brother, when you were guarding Cao Lingling here last night, did you see anything strange?"

Upon hearing Han Fei's question, Fang Changcheng's expression changed slightly: "I stayed in this ward all night. The last time I checked my watch was at 12:06 AM. But then I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, it was already daylight outside. I just checked the surveillance footage near the hospital ward, and indeed no one entered the ward last night, but..."

Fang Changcheng stared at the ward door for a while: "The surveillance footage shows that the ward door opened by itself several times last night, as if something was going in and out."

Have you checked the surveillance footage from other locations?

“The surveillance footage from other areas is normal, nothing unusual.” Fang Changcheng sat down in a chair next to the hospital bed. He was groggy and had heavy dark circles under his eyes, not at all like someone who had slept all night.

"Officer Fang, after I left yesterday, didn't Ah Gou come to take over? Where is he?"

“Your colleague had something come up and went to help out in another ward last night. He hasn’t come back yet.” Officer Fang took out his phone. “But he left me a phone number and said that if Cao Lingling wakes up in the middle of the night or if anything seems amiss, she should call this number directly.”

After glancing at it, Han Fei wrote down the phone number and took out his phone to dial it directly.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds without anyone answering, so Han Fei had no choice but to hang up.

“Officer Fang, from now on you can rest here during the day and catch up on your sleep. At night, we’ll be relying on you to protect Cao Lingling.” Han Fei possessed master-level acting skills and the ability to touch the secrets deep within the soul. He was very good at judging people. This Officer Fang was a fairly upright policeman and could be trusted.

"I'm not going to sleep. I got enough rest last night." Fang Changcheng forced himself to stay awake and sat down on a chair outside the ward.

Han Fei didn't say much and started cleaning the ward. While cleaning up the food scraps next to the bed, he noticed that the bed sheet was folded inward at one corner, suggesting that someone had crawled under the bed last night.

Grabbing the bed sheet, Han Fei casually lifted it up.

There were a few drops of congealed black blood under the hospital bed, and a faint stench of decay emanated from the bloodstains.

"Cao Lingling was tied to the bed, Officer Fang fell into a deep sleep, and Ah Gou left on business. So who hid under the hospital bed last night?" Han Fei pretended to clean until nine o'clock in the morning.

The fat nurse's voice came through Han Fei's walkie-talkie, urging him to hurry to the lobby on the first floor.

After greeting Officer Fang, Han Fei hurriedly ran downstairs. As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, his eyes subtly changed.

A woman who was nearly 1.8 meters tall and dressed very fashionably stood in the lobby, with the receptionist and the plump nurse surrounding her like two lapdogs.

"Love, look at our new caregiver, isn't he a perfect fit for your needs?" The plump nurse enthusiastically recommended Han Fei to the tall woman.

The woman was initially annoyed and was about to wave the fat nurse away when she saw Han Fei.

Reaching down to remove her sunglasses, the woman's delicate face revealed undisguised surprise: "Fu Yi?"

Han Fei's lips trembled slightly, and he forced a smile: "Hello, love."

"It's him!" Ai Qing pointed at Han Fei, her surprise quickly turning into a smile. As for why she smiled, only she knew.

"Okay, you'll continue with your regular physical therapy as before, right?" The plump nurse smiled broadly.

"I just finished all my work recently and I'm planning to rest and recuperate here to fully recover my health." When Ai Qing spoke, she didn't look at the person next to her at all. Her gaze was fixed on Han Fei, and her sharp eyes were like a slowly turning chainsaw.

"I'll go arrange it for you right away!" The plump nurse secretly gave Han Fei an encouraging gesture. Just as she was about to leave, two more women walked into the hospital lobby.

The two new women had completely different personalities; one was taciturn, and the other was warm and cheerful. However, they had one thing in common: they both looked very wealthy.

"Is there anything you two need?" The receptionist quickly ran over, and the plump nurse also stopped in her tracks.

“We came here yesterday, and an old man in black said that we had to become a member to enjoy all the services here, so we went back and got some money.” The talkative woman placed a platinum card in the waiter’s hand: “See if my little bit of pocket money is enough to get you a membership.”

The waiter ran to the counter with the card, and soon a handsome woman in a black business suit came out from the depths of the hospital: "Two distinguished guests! Is this your first time experiencing our services? Let me first introduce our services to you. A professional doctor and instructor will also be coming over shortly."

The strikingly beautiful female manager invited the two female customers to the VIP room. Coincidentally, one of the quiet female customers seemed to have noticed something and suddenly spoke up: "Is that person one of your employees?"

She pointed at Han Fei, instantly drawing everyone's attention to him.

"He's our new caregiver, named Fu Yi. He has many years of nursing experience and is particularly good at taking care of people." The female manager pulled Han Fei to her side.

"Let's invite him along," the gloomy and taciturn female customer said directly, which displeased Ai Qing, who was standing next to her.

"First come, first served. He's already my personal caregiver." Ai Qing spoke with an air of dominance, leaving no room for negotiation and showing no intention of giving Han Fei up.

"So you're one of those seven pathetic wretches?" The female customer looked at her with disdain. She didn't force a conflict with love and simply left with the manager.

Watching the two female customers leave, Han Fei wanted to stop them, but he was afraid of arousing the hospital's suspicion.

Both of these new female customers are gamers. Han Fei had even seen the quieter one before; she was Rose's female assistant.

"These two are probably very rich in real life. Their taste and style of dress are much better than the average person. They're not acting like rich people; they're just being themselves." Han Fei actually hoped that the two female players would take him away. Although they looked down on him and thought he was a gigolo, they didn't have any intention of killing him. But love is different.

"I could practically stare at them. Are they really that attractive?" Love had clouded Han Fei's vision. She dressed boldly and avant-garde, showing off her perfect figure to the fullest.

"Don't misunderstand, I just think that customer looks a lot like a friend of mine." Han Fei's smile was a little unnatural. Perhaps it was because the world was beginning to change, but he could clearly feel the oppressive feeling emanating from love.

"Resembles a friend of yours?" Love takes another step forward: "Does she resemble your boss? Or your subordinate? Or perhaps your wife?"

Love is beautiful, but sometimes it can be as fiery as fire, engulfing lovers together.

Taking a step back, Han Fei hadn't yet figured out how to answer when Zhang Zhuangzhuang's voice suddenly came through his walkie-talkie—"Is there anyone available in Building One? Come help at the side entrance! A new patient has arrived!"

"Received, received, on my way right away!"

Without a word, Han Fei turned and ran, his speed increasing rapidly. Love didn't chase after him; she simply took out her phone, seemingly contacting someone to have certain props delivered to the plastic surgery clinic.

Rushing to the side entrance of the hospital, Han Fei saw several medical staff surrounding the hospital's special vehicle, including Zhang Zhuangzhuang.

"What kind of patient requires so many doctors to come?"

Han Fei ran to the vehicle and peered inside.

A thin man was strapped to a reinforced metal cart. His arms were covered in self-inflicted wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood, but his expression was one of pure enjoyment.

"Achong?"

(End of this chapter)