Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

Shen Qingchan stopped and walked towards the stairwell. The moment the doctors and nurses on the first floor who were trying to stop her saw her, their faces turned pale.

One of the nurses hurriedly stepped in front of Shen Qingchan, blocking her way: "You, you, why are you carrying a doll out?"

Shen Qingchan pushed him away, picked up Nie Xiaoxiao and shook her: "She's not a doll, she's a living person. I want to show her."

Several men in suits reprimanded the medical staff before they dared not interfere.

Seeing the doctors and nurses gathered behind Shen Qingchan, the middle-aged man in a suit said with great displeasure, "Is this how a hospital should be? What are you all trying to do, crowding around here?"

Shen Qingchan roughly guessed that this was probably a visit from higher-level leaders, and that this opportunity would allow the unscrupulous hospital to be punished.

Shen Qingchan raised her voice: "People died in the hospital, that's why they're in such a hurry."

The leader stared intently at her: "Who died?"

"The girl in my arms."

The leader glanced at it, checked its breath, frowned, and quickly backed away: "Bad luck! Take it further away from me."

Shen Qingchan frowned, about to say something, when suddenly a middle-aged doctor behind her grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

A regretful voice came from behind: "This person is also mentally ill. Don't worry about her. The one she's holding is her younger sister. She just committed suicide due to depression. She can't take it anymore, so she's running back and forth with her sister in her arms, trying to show her to everyone."

Shen Qingchan glanced at him and said sarcastically, "Is that so? Why don't we call a forensic doctor to take a look? Did she commit suicide, or did you kill her?"

The leader in front of him, however, was unwilling to listen any longer and interrupted impatiently, "Alright, alright, I'm going back for tea. You guys handle it yourselves."

The middle-aged doctor, beaming, complimented, "Good, good! We'll find a way to handle it. Take care!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingchan gently placed Nie Xiaoxiao on the ground. Watching the doctors and nurses respectfully see off their leader, even though she knew it was just a game, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Everyone was watching the leader go down the stairs; no one noticed her.

Just then, Shen Qingchan strode forward and grabbed the leader by the back of his collar. The leader instinctively turned his head, and the next second, a loud slap echoed throughout the corridor.

"Snap—"

The leader stood there dumbfounded, and the doctors and nurses around him were also stunned.

Realizing what had happened, the leader flew into a rage, one hand covering his burning face, the other grabbing Shen Qingchan's wrist, which was gripping the back of his collar: "You dare hit me!"

She then glared at the middle-aged doctor and yelled, "What kind of people are you to judge her like this! Kill her! I want to see the video of you torturing her to death tonight!"

Everyone snapped out of their daze and frantically pulled Shen Qingchan away from the leader.

The middle-aged doctor's face also flushed with anger as he roared at Shen Qingchan, "Damn it! I'll definitely kill you!"

The leader snorted coldly and said nothing more.

The medical staff on the first floor made way for him. The leader covered his face as he descended the stairs, feeling uneasy. He looked back with each step, and only when he saw that Shen Qingchan was still being held did he feel a little relieved.

After the leader disappeared from sight, the doctors and nurses breathed a sigh of relief. The middle-aged doctor who was holding Shen Qingchan looked grim: "Drag her to the third floor! I'm going to kill her!"

Shen Qingchan glanced at the people around her. They all had normal faces. At this time, she should still be in the side story, probably Nie Xiaoxiao's side story. She remembered that there was no third floor at this moment.

"We have to kill her! We almost lost our jobs!"

"How awful! I knew mentally ill people weren't safe. I shouldn't choose them next time."

"What can we do? Only mentally ill patients can be locked up here, so it's easier for us to operate..."

……

The doctors and nurses shouted angrily, assuming she was having an episode. Shen Qingchan was being carried away by several people and couldn't break free.

After everyone left, Nie Xiaoxiao, lying on the ground, was ignored.

Director Nie spotted her daughter in the distance. Tears streaming down her face, she staggered over, knelt down with a thud, and hugged Nie Xiaoxiao tightly.

The coldness on her knees was nothing compared to the coldness of the baby she was holding. She had heard everything that had just happened. Her daughter lay silently on the cold floor, unnoticed by anyone, as if the dead baby was just a roadside ant, insignificant.

On what grounds?

Shen Qingchan was carried to the third floor. When the door at the top of the stairs on the third floor was closed, she heard Yuan Xiaoxuan's voice.

The voice was filled with excitement: "Boss Shen! I really made it out! The system notified me that I successfully cleared the level, and I'm about to leave!"

As Shen Qingchan's anger gradually subsided, she regained her composure and replied calmly, "Goodbye."

Goodbye.

Yuan Zhi's voice came through the wind, and after she finished speaking, there was complete silence on the other end.

Shen Qingchan was supported all the way. The third floor looked no different from the second and first floors, except that it looked newer, and the office door signs were covered with a layer of film that had not been removed.

There were hardly any doctors or nurses in the office; the number of people was much less compared to the second and first floors.

Here, she saw many people in casual clothes, carrying forms and bustling about in the corridor.

Someone walked past her, and she tried to see the form in the hand, but only saw something about a blood test report before being pulled into a dimly lit office.

"Bang."

The door was closed, and the doctors and nurses who had been holding her released their grip. Standing before her was the middle-aged doctor who had just been very flattering to the leader.

Seeing that Shen Qingchan had calmed down, he glanced at her disdainfully, then took the test report from the doctors and nurses beside him: "Isn't there a single boss who's a match for her? It's such a waste that she's so healthy and energetic."

"This is the latest report; there is currently no match for her," the nurse beside me stated truthfully.

The middle-aged doctor handed the report back, sneering, "That's alright. Our hospital's storage technology is pretty good. We can retrieve it first, and sooner or later the boss will come knocking."

Shen Qingchan narrowed her eyes slightly and involuntarily took a step back.

"Damn it! Luckily, nothing bad happened today, but who knows what will happen next time..." The middle-aged man said, as the nurse next to him carried a tray of surgical instruments. He grabbed a knife and walked straight towards Shen Qingchan.

The middle-aged man ordered, "Hold her down."

The next second, all the doctors and nurses rushed towards Shen Qingchan and grabbed her tightly.

The knife was right in front of him. The middle-aged man stared at her, hesitating where to strike: "Any last words?"

Shen Qingchan showed no fear whatsoever, which surprised him. Her thin lips parted and her voice was calm: "If you've got the guts, take my heart first."