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

Chapter 323 The Death of Zhang Yi (26)

Li Cheng silently moved to the side, holding the stool in his hand, and only then did he feel a little calmer.

Staring at Zhang Yi, Li Cheng asked, "...What have you realized?"

"A treatment for chronic gastritis. I had been wondering before if gastritis could be treated this way, and now it has finally been verified. This anonymous author is truly remarkable."

What are you talking about?

Zhang Yi turned around, looked at Li Cheng beside him, thought for a moment, and then suddenly sprang up and punched Li Cheng hard in the stomach.

Li Cheng, who had been punched, was in so much pain that he felt like vomiting. His facial features were contorted, and he wished he could bite Zhang Yi to death immediately.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt the pain in his stomach disappear, and his body felt more comfortable than ever before.

She touched her stomach in disbelief and found that her previous discomfort had really disappeared; the stomach problems caused by irregular eating seemed to be gone.

No way……

Did he learn something truly valuable?

Zhang Yi stared at his right fist and said excitedly, "Sure enough, I knew there was something real in this dream! The senior master really exists, and his idea of ​​promoting medical skills is genuine!"

After calming the excited Zhang Yi down, Li Cheng asked in confusion, "You've already done it?"

"No, it's just the tip of the iceberg. I've researched this method of stimulating the stomach with magic to digest lesions before, which is why I was able to grasp it. However, many of their methods are profound, and since I don't have the cultivation techniques, it's quite difficult to deduce them in reverse. But it's okay, I've joined a medical cultivation mutual aid organization, and I plan to share my findings. I'll take a few days off to share them. Thank you, Li Cheng."

"You're welcome, but is the organization you joined legitimate?"

“Absolutely legitimate. It’s an organization with many doctors who exchange medical knowledge within the limits permitted by the Star Lord. Alright, I can’t wait to tell them my findings. See you later.”

"Oh."

Watching the other person leave in a hurry, Li Cheng saw that her indicator was full and went to work.

However, I always feel uncomfortable at work, and I always feel like I've been stood up.

After carefully investigating the source of this emotion, Li Cheng discovered that she was actually expecting something.

The work was so boring that she was secretly hoping that Zhang Yi would invite her to join him in trying to do something to change the place and build a hospital in the style of the movie "The Haunted Hospital".

Although that place has many shortcomings, the doctors are not petty and do not demand money from every single place.

The patients left happy, and their families weren't ruined by an illness.

"Sigh, if only I could work in that damn hospital." Li Cheng sighed helplessly during her next break.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Ting said, holding her phone. "You have to distinguish between reality and dreams. Also, where's Zhang Yi? I haven't seen him for the past two days."

"do not know."

"He's probably gone off to some other place to play. And have you noticed that there seem to be fewer patients lately?"

Li Cheng thought for a moment, then nodded.

The number of patients has indeed decreased.

After checking the nurses' chat group, she discovered that other hospitals were experiencing the same situation.

Some hospitals were unaffected, but others saw a 10% decrease in patients, which impacted their revenue.

The rehabilitation hospital suffered the most losses, with 20% of its patients leaving. The sales department was severely reprimanded, and all their bonuses for the month were docked. The nurses, on the other hand, had a much easier time. Previously incredibly busy, they now had time to chat together, and the opportunity to work overtime was gone.

Before Li Cheng could figure out what was going on, she heard the door to the lounge being pushed open.

The other party's actions were very rough, and the iron gate made a loud banging sound against the wall, drawing everyone's attention to the man in black at the door.

The head nurse, who was playing in the dream world here, immediately looked up and cursed at the man in black at the door: "Your hands are useless, cut them off and feed them to the dogs. If the dogs won't eat them, stuff them into your swallow skin!"

The man in black who had been scolded was visibly taken aback for a moment, then said coldly, "I am an inspector from Changsheng Prefecture, so watch your step."

Although the other party was an inspector, the head nurse of the department was clearly not afraid.

As the head nurse of the department, she could scold or criticize whomever she wanted in the entire hospital, and even if the hospital director appeared in front of her, she would still be criticized if she did not act in accordance with the rules.

So she just sneered, crossed her arms, and said coldly, "So what if you're an inspector? If you're so tough, don't get sick. If you dare to have even the slightest illness, I'll make sure you're dead."

“Replace all his elixirs with all-natural ones, and make them ridiculously expensive,” a head nurse said with a smile.

"Have the anesthesiologist apply the anesthesia less when administering it, so that he wakes up halfway through the surgery."

"We'll target areas with lots of nerves with the needles, making him wish he were dead."

Faced with a group of fierce-looking nurses, the inspector backed down.

He glanced at the nurses with displeasure, and was about to speak when the head nurse said, "What kind of attitude is this? If you're doing something wrong, correct it! Go out and come back in!"

"And this inspector isn't even wearing a mask, as if he's afraid people won't recognize him, huh? Get me his file, I want to see what illnesses this guy has ever treated!"

The inspector closed the door and left, then knocked carefully before entering. He entered softly and gently, saying, "I'm sorry, that was just part of the work process. I was wrong. I need to consult with Li Cheng about something. May I see her?"

Li Cheng and Zhao Ting exchanged a glance, then asked in confusion, "That's me, so what?"

The supervisor was about to suggest going outside to talk, but the head nurse had already blocked the doorway, coldly watching them, her meaning very clear:
If you have something to say, say it here!

After glancing at the people at the door, the inspector was at a loss.

He was only at the peak of Qi Refining, and he had to go to Fuze Clinic to see a doctor when he fell ill.

Moreover, he has family members. What if something happens to his family and he can't take care of them?
Having no other choice, he could only force a smile and hand over a photo: "Do you know Zhang Yi?"

"Yes, I know him. He's a doctor here. What happened to him?"

"he died."

Clutching Zhang Yi's photo, Li Cheng felt the cracking sound of a whip ringing in her head, making her head spin.

Zhang Yi... is dead?
Then, she suddenly came to her senses and quickly asked, "Where is his primordial spirit? If he's dead, where did his primordial spirit go?"

"His primordial spirit is missing, which is suspected to be the work of a demonic cultivator. Therefore, we have dispatched our surveillance team to investigate his whereabouts. Moreover, the location of his death is very well hidden, which suggests that it was a targeted murder."

The inspector kept a close eye on Li Cheng's expression, not missing a single detail.

After confirming that Li Cheng was indeed unaware of the situation, he took Zhang Yi's photo, left his contact information, and said, "Don't spread this around, or it might cause panic. The other party is very clean; they must be a professional. Let me know if you find anything, thank you."

After seeing the inspector off, Li Cheng sat blankly in the chair, still unable to recover.

Is Zhang Yi dead?

(End of this chapter)