After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

The bald, muscular man's livestream room has completely lost its former glamorous appearance.

"In the morning, instead of trying to steal someone's candy, you might as well kneel down in front of them and bang on their bowl." "Baldy, can you tell us again the story of how that newbie took you down in one go?" "It's an insult that I ever followed you." "Don't be discouraged, streamer, I haven't unfollowed you yet, because you're my source of joy, hahaha!"

The bald, burly man gritted his teeth, yet still forced himself to force a smile at the various mocking comments on the screen.

He needed points. In the morning, the nurse dragged him away, insisting on treating his eyes. After a sharp pain, the nurse, chewing something, sweetly told him: "Congratulations! You'll never have to worry about your eyes burning again!"

Then he realized he had lost an eyeball.

Enraged, the bald, burly man tried to get viewers to give him reward points. In the strange live-streaming system's shop, points could buy anything, including replacing his eyes with the same ones he had before.

However, the audience who had initially admired his muscles and praised his strength were no longer buying it. Even though he repeatedly emphasized that he had only lost an eye and that his strength remained, and that he could still break a wooden stick as thick as a bowl with his bare hands, he only received ridicule.

—It's all because of that woman.

Tang Li. The bald, burly man muttered the name that had quickly spread among the players. Tang Li. He repeatedly pressed the two characters between his teeth.

He hated Tang Li. He wanted to kill her. If he didn't, he would forever be a laughingstock in the live stream.

Just then, the comment appeared in his only remaining eye.

"Do you want to kill Tang Li?"

The bald, burly man suddenly stood up: "What should we do?!"

"I can't tell you the specific reason because I'm afraid of being censored." "But if you want to kill her, find a way to get her to 807."

807? The bald, burly man murmured to himself, pondering who was staying in room 807.

Reading room.

"Tang Li, can we talk?"

As most people had left, Tang Li prepared to leave the reading room. Suddenly, a voice stopped her.

Tang Li looked up in confusion; a man was standing at the door.

It's that man with glasses.

Tang Li immediately became alert.

"I..." "What are you talking about?"

The man's glasses flashed, and just as he was about to speak, he was swatted away like an innocent little Volkswagen Beetle.

He was literally slapped away and his whole body was stuck to the wall like a pancake.

The short-haired woman casually withdrew her hand, giving Tang Li, who was still in shock, a nonchalant smile: "Don't talk to him. He bullies young nurses; he's a bad person."

Tang Li immediately felt like she'd found her people, nodding and whispering to the short-haired woman, "Yeah, yeah, that's so mean, such bad character! Shameful!"

Qiu Wanting, who heard everything clearly, said, "No, I..."

"What?!" Jiang Hui stepped on his foot without batting an eye. "Weren't you supposed to get your stomach treated this afternoon? Go now!"

"Hahahaha! Even the dog-like streamer has met his match!" "He's finished, the bodyguard climbed to the top by stepping on the boss!" "Sister Hui's got some skills, she won over Tang Li in no time." "Boss Qiu even changed the props to skip the afternoon's inspection so he could personally recruit the newcomer!" "Hahahaha, all for nothing! All for nothing!"

This is why Tang Li and Jiang Hui were squatting together in the restaurant's kitchen frying chicken wings.

"It smells so good, Jiang Hui, you're so kind." Tang Li swallowed hard as she looked at the fried chicken wings that were gradually turning golden brown in the oil. "Actually, I was craving them back in the reading room. I don't understand why that nurse said those chickens and fish weren't good enough for me."

Jiang Hui's features contorted in pain. Was this the legendary "paranoiac"? Only able to see what she wanted to see.

How much junk did Tang Li eat without her noticing? Was she a glutton? Shouldn't she be the one seeing Dr. Lin for her stomach problems?

"What do you think of this hospital?" Jiang Hui asked tentatively.

"It's great," Tang Li said. "The doctors and nurses are all very friendly. The only problem is that my condition doesn't seem to be getting better, but I haven't been here long."

She turned her head, her keen gaze fixed on Jiang Hui's sharp profile. "What's wrong, Sister Jiang Hui? Do you have some secret about the hospital that you want to tell me?"

"Haven't you heard of it?"

Jiang Hui met her gaze. Amidst the sizzling sound of hot oil splashing, her brown eyes stared into her black eyes. "This hospital has had a very serious medical accident."

"A child fell ill and was taken to the hospital by his mother. He had lost part of his bones in the accident, and since then his back has been hunched, his limbs have atrophied, and he is no longer human."

Tang Li stood there stunned, as if struck by lightning.

The boy's resentful voice seemed to still echo in her ears; it all felt so familiar.

"The hospital director's medical skills were touted as unparalleled. Before the boy was admitted to the hospital, everyone told him that the doctor would cure him."

Jiang Hui's voice was calm, yet it sent chills down one's spine. "Until the boy woke up in his hospital bed and saw himself in the mirror."

It couldn't be him. Please, it couldn't be him. Tang Li pleaded in her heart; it was too cruel. She had once said such arrogant words to him.

Jiang Hui stared at Tang Li, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper, "Do you know what the scariest thing is?"

"The boy's mother works at this hospital. She has nowhere to go without it, and she has no savings to afford treatment for her son at another hospital. So..."

"The patient who suffered from this accident has not yet been discharged from the hospital."

Ward 807.

The boy sat quietly on the high windowsill.

The shadow snaked down from his toes, which couldn't reach the ground, filling the entire room, and gradually spilled out from between the door frames, blending into the dark doorway.

A shadowy figure loomed over a small section of the corridor in front of the door. There stood a man, oblivious to the shadows, his large, thick hand cradling a small flame upon which burned a talisman. The talisman turned to ash, and the man cupped the ashes in his hands, blowing on them. A plume of smoke rose obliquely upwards.

The smoke wafted onto the doorplate, and a moment later...

807 became 802.

[Illusion (in effect): Those who wish to go to 802 will enter through this door.]