I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 6: A bug in the card system!

"Fifth Brother, what are you doing?"

"Third Brother, didn't you say that we can't let anyone know how we get out? If we don't knock this kid out, won't we be exposed?"

"Is Lao Liu someone else?"

"Besides, even if we were to knock him out, now wouldn't be the time... Are we supposed to carry him out?"

"Ah this..."

Wang Mazi's face, hidden beneath her stockings, looked somewhat embarrassed. She whispered, "Should I wake up Lao Liu first?"

The three people with stockings over their heads were none other than Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi, who were being held in the "dark room."

Upon hearing that Jiang He needed to be woken up, Li Si, who was usually taciturn, lit up and stepped forward.

"I come!"

“My urine is yellow, that should wake him up.”

"No... they're already knocked out, why wake them up? Should we knock them out again later?"

"We sneaked out of solitary confinement, let's hurry... we have to go back to solitary confinement later."

...............

Jiang He felt dizzy and disoriented, as if he had traveled through time again.

In his dazed state, he vaguely felt as if he were in a bustling night market.

The vendors' calls, car horns, music, the sound of dice rolling... all these sounds mingled together, accompanied by the tempting aroma of barbecue, making one's mouth water uncontrollably.

"Wake up, Jiang He, it's time to take your medicine!"

"what?"

Jiang He opened his eyes groggily, and what he saw was a woman with a face full of scars.

Specially hired medication-administering nurse!

"Fuck!"

Jiang He jumped out of bed with a start.

He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, looked around blankly, and muttered, "Wait... this is room 207? I... I went out for some barbecue and drinks, didn't I?"

I……

When did I get back?

Rubbing his slightly sore neck, Jiang He felt like he was dreaming. He thought he had been to the night market, but then again, he hadn't. He couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that I blacked out?"

"What are you dreaming about?"

The plump nurse slammed the medicine on the table and said sternly, "Take your medicine!"

"Ding!"

"Rational use of medication, strength +10kg."

After taking his medicine, Jiang He stopped the plump nurse who was about to leave and said, "Nurse, could we make a deal... could I change the dosage of this medicine from three times a day to five times a day?"

"???"

The chubby nurse looked shocked.

This……

That's an outrageous request!
She was starting to regret accepting the "special appointment" from Anning Mental Hospital... She felt that if she worked there for a few more years, she might go crazy herself!
They ignored the rivers.

The chubby nurse went out, took out her notebook, and wrote again: "Jiang He, a patient in ward 207, is suspected of having a worsening condition."

"Hey!"

Although it was expected, Jiang He still felt a little regretful. He sighed and said, "Rational use of medicine... should mean taking medicine according to the doctor's prescription. I am currently taking medicine three times a day. If the doctor's prescription could be changed to five times a day... then I could gain 50kg of strength just by taking the medicine every day."

However, the doctor is unlikely to agree to such a request easily.

The image of the young doctor, Feng Shaoyu, flashed through Jiang He's mind, and he couldn't help but think, "If I put a knife to his throat and tried to reason with him, I wonder if he would agree to change my medical orders..."

After taking the medicine.

It's time to have breakfast.

Breakfast at the mental hospital is very simple.

A bowl of millet porridge and two large steamed buns.

One of the steamed buns was filled with eggplant, and the other was filled with wood ear mushrooms and vermicelli.

"A balanced diet can increase your strength by 10kg."

After breakfast, Jiang He left the inpatient department and went for a 20-minute morning run.

"Ding!"

"Proper exercise can increase your strength by 10kg."

Morning run is over.

Jiang He sneaked into the kitchen of the mental hospital's canteen and stole a kitchen knife.

Hiding the knife in his mental hospital gown, Jiang He grabbed the patient and asked, "Hello, do you know where Dr. Feng Shaoyu is?"

I asked seven patients in a row.

Those patients either talked nonsense or completely ignored Jianghe.

There was also a pretty female patient who, for some unknown reason, started grinning foolishly whenever she saw Jiang He. A string of snot hung from her lips, and she tried to suck it up, but it just kept slipping out of her other nostril.

"Chuck!"

She flicked her tongue to clear her snot, opened her arms, and lunged at Jiang He, calling out, "Giegie...hug!" "Holy crap!"

Jiang He was startled and kicked the mentally ill woman to the ground before turning and running away.

He dashed into a building.

The river looks up...

"what?"

"Dr. Feng!"

I happened to see Feng Shaoyu chatting with a nurse.

Upon seeing Jiang He, Feng Shaoyu's expression tightened, and he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, saying, "Jiang He, what a coincidence?"

"What's so coincidental?"

Jiang He chuckled and said, "I came here specifically to see you... Dr. Feng, where is your office? I have a few things I'd like to discuss with you."

He stepped forward, put his arm around Feng Shaoyu's shoulder, and pulled Feng Shaoyu away without saying a word.

Feng Shaoyu turned around and winked repeatedly at the nurse, meaning "Quickly find security."

The nurse was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red. She covered her face and cried out in her heart, "Ahhh... Dr. Feng... is he hinting at something? He blinked three times... is he implying that I should go see him at three o'clock tonight?"

"Dr. Feng is so flirtatious... but I like it!"

The nurse turned around and ran away in a flash.

Seeing this, Feng Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. Once the security guards arrived, he wouldn't be afraid of Jiang He anymore!

He planned to calm Jiang He down first, then took Jiang He to his office, crossed his legs and sat down in his office chair, saying, "Jiang He, what do you want? I'm very busy with work, so say it quickly!"

Jiang He: "Dr. Feng, it's like this... I'd like you to help me revise my medical orders."

"Change the doctor's orders?"

Feng Shaoyu quickly shook his head: "No, no, your medicines were all prescribed by the director, and I have no right to change the director's orders."

"Is that so?"

Jiang He blinked, a flash of inspiration crossing his mind. He pulled out a kitchen knife hidden under his mental illness suit and said, "Then write me another prescription... just write down some medicine that won't hurt anyone!"

"..."

Feng Shaoyu almost cried.

"No... Jiang He, Brother Jiang, no... you're my uncle!"

"Uncle Jiang, even though I wrote a doctor's prescription, it's no use. What can I do if the pharmacy won't give me the medicine?"

Jiang He placed the knife against Feng Shaoyu's neck and said, "Don't you have any medicine here?"

"without……"

"Really?"

“Yes…yes!”

Feng Shaoyu opened the drawer, inside were three white medicine bottles. He said with a sob in his voice, "But this is Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pill, which is for nourishing yin and tonifying the kidneys. It won't help your condition!"

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he tightened his grip on the knife: "This is it, write the medical orders..."

"How...how do you write it?"

"I said, you write... three meals a day, no, eight meals a day!"

How many pills are in this box?

"100 pills, right? Then take 3 pills at a time."

Jiang He snatched all three bottles of medicine and forced Feng Shaoyu to write a medical order for him.

I couldn't wait and ate three pills of Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pill...

"Ding!"

"Rational use of medication, strength +10kg."

A system notification sounded in my mind.

The bug card worked!

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he said, "Thank you, Doctor Feng."

He stuffed the medicine and doctor's prescription into his pocket and hurriedly left the office.

"Oh shit!"

"This madman is too dangerous!"

Feng Shaoyu slammed his fist on the desk and took out his phone to call the security office... but before he could dial, Jiang He returned.

Without a word, he pinned Feng Shaoyu down and started punching him, snatched Feng Shaoyu's phone, ripped off his clothes and took a few pictures, then chuckled and said, "Dr. Feng, your phone is mine now..."

"I think Dr. Feng should know what to do."

You'd better keep your mouth shut!

"You don't want the photos on your phone to be leaked, do you?"

Out of the office.

Jiang He stood outside the door for several seconds.

Hearing the wailing coming from inside, Jiang He felt a pang of pity and murmured, "Wait... how could I do such a cruel thing? Could it be... that I've been affected by the mental illness genes hidden in the original owner's body?"

PS: I promised to add an extra chapter today, but my child got a fever this afternoon and I was busy until the evening. This is the second chapter. I'll rest for a while and then continue writing. There should be a third chapter before 12 o'clock!
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