Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Just like that, Jiang Jian was taken away by the doctor.

After a while, the tired head nurse came over and called Jiang Yuan into the dormitory building. Before he learned how to be a qualified nurse, he had already become a nurse.

There are many patients in Rosemary Spiritual Home but few medical staff, and even fewer nurses willing to come here.

On average, one person has to take care of more than a dozen patients, so the girls' faces are more haggard than the patients, and they all look like they have been sleep deprived for a long time and are barely surviving.

When they saw Jiang Yuan, they felt like they had seen a savior and seamlessly took over all the work at hand.

The result was that before Jiang Yuan could react, he started working faster than a wheel.

He first disinfected and changed the dressings for the patients who had fallen, then cleaned up the paralyzed patients who could not take care of themselves, and then coaxed back all the patients who had gone out for a walk and were hiding in various corners.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the last task finally arrived:

Send every patient a [sweet and delicious dream cake] that they must eat before going to bed.

Looking at the pink heart-shaped cream cupcakes on the cart, which were suspiciously cute and incompatible with the weird atmosphere of the spiritual monastery, Jiang Yuan asked:

“Is this little cake necessary to eat?”

"of course."

The head nurse with dark circles under her eyes put the cake on the cart and said:

"This is a cake specially made by the dean for patients with the Fallen Spirit Disease. It can help patients sleep better. I know what you want to ask. The patients here are very strange. I made it like this just to make sure they are willing to eat it."

It sounded like sleeping pills to prevent patients from making noises at night, Jiang Yuan thought.

While he was preparing, he suddenly remembered that he had been busy running upstairs and downstairs for a long time but had not seen Fish again, so he asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Fish's name was like a spark, immediately igniting the nurses' desire for gossip.

The head nurse said, "Fish's situation is special. He lives in the VIP suite in the building next door. He is not under our jurisdiction."

Then, a nurse said mysteriously, "But Anna, I advise you not to get close to that place. That young master is good-looking, but he is not easy to serve."

"He is the sickest one among us."

"Be careful, the Fish family is not someone we can afford to offend. Even the dean has to look at his face."

"Yeah, don't even think about relying on him to become a rich wife. Nurse Jane by Fish's side is always around little Fish like an old hen. She bites us when she sees us approaching, for fear that we will delay her dream of becoming a rich wife."

"Yes, yes, yes. Especially you, you have to be careful with that woman."

Jiang Yuan didn't expect Fish to be so special in the spiritual academy, and said, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, I understand."

Before leaving, the head nurse reminded: "Also, Anna, go back to the dormitory as soon as you deliver the cake. Don't walk around at night. There are still many things to do tomorrow."

Jiang Yuanke knew too well the nature of this weird game.

The middle of the night is when demons dance wildly and players show off their skills.

So he patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry! Head nurse, I'm famously timid. I definitely don't dare to run around alone at night!"

Everyone: "..."

Where did the dean get this conspicuous bag?

*

Jiang Yuan pushed a cart filled with sweet cakes, humming a little tune as he delivered the cakes to every room.

Because we also have the task of supervising patients to finish eating and collecting their plates, progress is very slow.

It was not until half an hour later that he arrived at the intensive care unit and met the master who had just completed the admission procedures.

"Gululu----"

A trolley carrying cakes slowly entered the room. A sexy and lovely angel in white with long flowing hair greeted us warmly: "Good evening! Dear patients, it's time for the cake~!"

Master Jiang was sitting alone on the hospital bed. He was halfway through drinking a glass of water when he saw Jiang Yuan's outfit and immediately spit it out.

"puff---!!!"

He said anxiously: "You just came out wearing this?! No one will do anything to you!"

He is like an old father who sees his teenage daughter suddenly wearing a miniskirt and worries that his child will be molested by some crazy people outside.

Jiang Yuan picked up the cake and said with a smile, "No, the patients are all very nice. I heard the head nurse say that feeding cakes is a tough job, but fortunately, all the patients I met ate them obediently."

She wrapped her figure in a pure white long skirt, wore a small white hat on her head, and flat shoes on her feet. Even though the road was flat, this slender cross-dresser still made every step playful and sexy, which was pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Jian thought: The patients cooperated, obviously because most of them were men.

Entering the bathroom, Jiang Yuan poured the master's suspicious cake into the toilet and flushed it away with water.

When he came out, he saw that there was no one around, so Jiang Yuan asked with confidence: "But, Master, how did you get admitted to this intensive care unit?"

Jiang Jian said frankly: "It's nothing. I just talked about the situations of several sect leaders together. The doctor evaluated me for a few minutes and sent me here."

Jiang Yuan: "Is that so? Let's meet in the garden at the back that night."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a man in hospital gown suddenly emerged from under the iron bed and said anxiously, "No, no, it's very dangerous here at night, you can't run around!"

Jiang Yuan was startled: "Wow! George?!"

Jiang Jian said indifferently: "It's okay, he is a patient."

Jiang Yuan was relieved and asked, "Mr. Patient, why did you say that I can't run around at night?"

He paused, his eyes gleaming with gold, and asked expectantly, "Is there a ghost here at night?"

The patient stared at Jiang Yuan for two seconds, his face flushed, and then he stammered:

"...Ghosts? Of course there are. There are ghosts everywhere at night! But besides these, there are things that are scarier, more brutal, and more inhumane than ghosts!"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "What is that?"

Patient: "A flying giant golden toilet!"

Jiang Yuan was stunned: "......"

Jiang Jian held his forehead and said helplessly: "So I told you, this is a patient, why are you listening to him?"

After delivering the cake and packing up the cart and plates, Jiang Yuan returned to the dormitory building.

He rested in the house for a while, waiting until the other nurses fell asleep and the spiritual home was completely quiet, then he climbed out of the dormitory window and soon successfully reunited with his master in the large garden in the backyard.

According to the normal game process, what they have to do now is to investigate the truth of the spiritual temple and find the leader in the process.

Step 1: Review the patient and doctor information.

The master and the disciple climbed one after the other from outside the wall into the archive room on the third floor of the main building.

In the dim and narrow room, the two people lit portable flashlights and looked through all the information separately, but until the end, they did not find any particularly suspicious patients or medical staff.

Jiang Jian took Fish's medical records and bills and said, "At the moment, the two people who are most likely to be the sect leader are Vincent and Fish. Who do you think is more suspicious?"

Judging from the various cash flow statements of the Spiritual Institute, the honorable Master Fish, as the youngest son of the richest man, is more like a behind-the-scenes shareholder than the treasure of the institute.

As long as he wants, he can manipulate more things than even Dean Vincent.

Jiang Yuan stroked his chin and thought, "I don't think so."

Jiang Jian nodded: "Okay, let's kill them all together, there must be one who is the right one."

Jiang Yuan objected: "Master!"

Jiang Jian: "Xiao Jiang, don't forget, your mother is still missing. We can't waste time here."

"I know, but...!" Jiang Yuan was halfway through his words when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of his eye.

"Ok?"

It seemed like something was suddenly there.

He turned his head and saw a dim gray shadow that had appeared in the darkness between two shelves deep in the archive room.

Dark clouds obscured the waning moon, the pale moonlight outside the window disappeared, the air suddenly became cold, and the atmosphere around became strange and unpredictable.

This is a tall gray human-shaped shadow, translucent, skinny, with blurred edges, and wearing the same hospital gown as Jiang Jian.

He stood there hunched over, silently, staring at the two of them for who knows how long.

Jiang Jian swallowed nervously, took out the bamboo flute from his waist, subconsciously protected his apprentice behind him, and said vigilantly:

"Be careful, it's a ghost."

Speak of Cao Cao and the monster will appear.

Jiang Yuan had just asked his fellow patients if there was a ghost, but he didn't expect it to appear so soon.

Jiang Yuan looked at him carefully and said, "It's okay, Master. He means no harm."

He walked straight over. The gray ghost remained silent, slowly raised his hand, and pointed to a pile of discarded cardboard boxes on the right side of the archive room in front of Jiang Jian's vigilant gaze.

Following his instructions, Jiang Yuan walked over and quickly found a special notebook from the bottom of a pile of miscellaneous items.

This is a dark brown hardcover notebook with a cover made with gold foil and painted with an exquisite griffin pattern. The edges and corners are damaged and the color has faded and yellowed, but even so, it still does not fit in with the surrounding environment.

Apparently it had had a particularly particular owner.

Confirming that it was a clue, Shen Zi picked up the notebook and said with a smile: "Thank you, kind Mr. Ghost."

The ghost achieved his goal, nodded, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared on the spot like smoke.

Jiang Yuan sighed: "Master, you see, there are still many kind ghosts in this world."

Master Jiang had a heart as hard as iron and was not affected by his sunshine at all.

But is it an illusion?

Before the ghost disappeared, Jiang Jian seemed to catch a glimpse of a shy blush on his pale face.

On the first page of the notebook was the name of its owner: Tony Parker.

Jiang Yuan: "Tony? Such a familiar name, I think I've seen it somewhere."

He recalled the information he had just read and all the people he had met in the spiritual temple today, but he could not associate Tony with any of the faces.

Jiang Jian pointed out: "Anna's brother."

Jiang Yuan: "Oh, yes, it's my brother Tony, I came in to look for him!"

In this case, this prop becomes even more important.

He casually flipped open one of the pages and was shocked by the content inside.

*

【On October 15, the weather was cloudy. 】

The patients' conditions worsened again. Patients who were about to recover suddenly deteriorated and were sent to the emergency room again.

But Vincent thought it was just right. For the sake of the monastery, it would be better for those patients to stay, forever.

This is not the Vincent I know!

He's like a completely different person now!

*

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling, and he was as excited as a child in a children's playground: "Wow! It's a big reversal, Master!"

Jiang Jian: ...