I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 319 A prescription worth 24 yuan (46)

Seeing Li Cheng and Zhao Ting's blank expressions, Dr. Zhang shook his head and said, "College students are such a hassle."

"What do you mean!" Zhao Ting shouted angrily, "Are college students eating your rice?! We also took out loans to study, okay!"

"Don't talk to me if you haven't fully understood the Hospital Management Law. You won't even know how you got in there one day."

A single sentence silenced Zhao Ting. Dr. Zhang instinctively wanted to chew two pieces of gum, but seeing his green indicator light, he felt it was unnecessary.

After playing in the dream world for a while, he felt less depressed, his mood improved, and his need for chewing gum decreased.

Moreover, just like the blessing from the God of Bliss, the ice crystal chewing gum also relies on overdrawing one's own energy to relieve fatigue.

He was a doctor, so he knew the dangers of this substance and understood that it was highly addictive.

I had to accept it before because I needed to go to work, but now that I'm in a good mood, I can temporarily stop using it.

He found two ordinary pieces of chewing gum, chewed them, and said to the two, "First of all, patients are the private property of the hospital. It is illegal to bypass the hospital's system to see a doctor. Theoretically speaking, Li Cheng, your behavior today has already broken the law, but since you are a free patient, it doesn't matter. But if you were a paying patient, then it would be troublesome."

"How troublesome is it?" Li Cheng asked nervously.

"At the very least, it causes a loss of revenue for the hospital, which would require a fine. At worst, it's illegal medical practice, and the nurse's license could be revoked."

The thought that she had done something so dangerous made Li Cheng turn pale with fright.

However, another possibility occurred to her, and she whispered, "If I try treatment outside, will there be no problem?"

Looking at Li Cheng, Dr. Zhang suddenly asked with a puzzled look, "What benefit do you get from doing this? Does it enhance your morals or please some star deity?"

“I don’t know either, but I just felt uneasy if I didn’t do something. You know the Lin family of four, and I was really excited when I found out they were alive. That feeling gave me a real sense of being alive.”

“I understand.” Zhao Ting held Li Cheng’s hand. “Working in the hospital for so long, I feel like my emotions don’t belong to me anymore. Emotional freedom is our freedom too, and I really understand that.”

Dr. Zhang remained silent for a long time before shaking his head and sighing, "College graduates are such a hassle."

Zhao Ting jumped to her feet: "If you curse again! I've put up with you for too long!"

With a single finger, Dr. Zhang pushed the other person back and continued, "Why did you come to me to discuss this matter?"

"When we heard that the Lin family had been discharged from the hospital safely, Dr. Zhang, you were the only one among our cohorts who genuinely smiled."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Dr. Zhang looked at the two helplessly, stood up and sighed, "In the future, you two should try to take on some missions to the pharmacy. When you're inside, just let me know, and I'll prescribe some special medicine. After you see this symbol, recommend this dream. But remember, you can only recommend it, just one sentence is enough. If the other person understands, they understand; if they don't, there's nothing I can do. Absolutely do not admit it afterward. And if you get caught, I won't admit it either."

"Thank you."

"I'll go back and continue to study this dream. I feel that some illnesses can indeed be treated through this dream. Moreover, the treatment methods for the illnesses in it are very interesting. They don't seem random and might give me some inspiration."

Zhao Ting covered her head and said unhappily, "You just want to play in the dream world! You're such a hypocrite, you're such a show-off! Just play, why are you making such a grand show of it?"

Dr. Zhang gave her a fierce look, and Zhao Ting immediately shut up and then shielded Li Cheng to her chest.

Dr. Zhang shook his head again, saying helplessly, "A college graduate... Medical skills are divided into systems. The most popular one now is the Plague God's medical system. Its advantage is its comprehensiveness, but its disadvantage is its high cost. However, many diseases can actually be treated with simpler methods, but unfortunately, learning it requires a certain opportunity, which I don't have." He glanced at his phone again and continued, "But the author of this dream definitely possesses one or more medical skills. The various treatment methods seem fantastical, but I feel they must have been doctors; it's not just random. From the existing content, I've learned quite a bit."

Zhao Ting looked at Dr. Zhang in surprise, feeling that he was either sick or possessed.

Dr. Zhang was the most talented among his peers, and also the most aloof.

His medical skills are superb, and his eyesight is sharp. He can diagnose many diseases at a glance, making an indelible contribution to the department's bonuses.

The department head particularly liked this guy and would call him out and praise him by name at every meeting.

Such an arrogant guy would actually admit that a dream weaver is better than him. It seems that the anonymous person really has something going for him.

Having left his unique mark, Dr. Zhang left the lounge.

As he closed the door to the lounge, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face, which he quickly suppressed.

After straightening his white coat, he walked towards his office with an unprecedentedly light step.

That afternoon, a mother and son came to the pharmacy and brought in the prescription written by Dr. Zhang.

The other party suffers from "nightmare syndrome". Because of some shortcomings in his spiritual heart, he is tormented by nightmares every time he enters a dream. Now he is emaciated and looks like a skeleton.

If we follow the previous procedure, we would need to complete one course of aromatherapy treatment. After that, the dosage would be increased or decreased depending on the effectiveness of the treatment. The whole process would take one month and cost around 15,000 yuan.

However, judging from the other person's attire, they are clearly not a wealthy person.

Having confirmed Dr. Zhang's identification, Li Cheng prescribed a placebo for him, then casually remarked, "I have a friend who also had this illness, but after playing 'The Haunted Hospital' for a while, he's fine now."

The mother, who had just received the placebo, suddenly brightened up and hurriedly asked, "What did you just say?"

"I didn't say anything, what's wrong?" Li Cheng asked, puzzled.

The mother wanted to ask something, but the child already understood what Li Cheng meant. He thanked her quietly and then left with his mother.

Watching the other person leave, Li Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, while also feeling grateful that she had made the right choice in seeking out Dr. Zhang.

She had worked hard to obtain her nursing license, which was her livelihood and she couldn't afford to lose it.

But she also wanted to save the person, otherwise her thoughts wouldn't be clear.

Dr. Zhang's method is to allow them to satisfy themselves while preserving themselves as much as possible, to isolate themselves from the risks, and to let the patients understand through implicit meaning.

As expected of Dr. Zhang, who has an amazing talent for doing things, she really knows how to do things well.

After expressing his feelings, Li Cheng continued his work, quietly promoting "The Haunted Hospital".

This kind of thing is happening quietly in other hospitals as well.

A dream costing 24 yuan can cure many diseases that previously cost 10,000 to 20,000 yuan to treat, which is a great blessing for many families.

Almost simultaneously, they all began to use this covert method to quietly promote "The Haunted Hospital," allowing this dream to circulate silently.

(End of this chapter)