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

Tang Li didn't hear what Jiang Hui said and anxiously leaned towards her, asking, "What? What? What do we do?"

Jiang Hui pushed Tang Li's head back, sighed, and changed the subject: "What treatments do you have today?"

"Hmm..." Tang Li thought for a moment, but to no avail. "No one has told me yet. I need to wait for Xiao Zhao to come find me first."

Isn't that nurse who always follows you called Xiaomei? Jiang Hui was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.

The supernatural forces minimize players' opportunities for free exploration within the instance, so each player is assigned numerous perilous medical procedures. Tang Li, however, is like a carefree street urchin; even the supernatural forces no longer harm her.

Every move she made fit the characteristics of a "paranoiac," but Jiang Hui didn't want Tang Li to be a paranoiac with a crumbling worldview who could commit suicide at any moment.

She had begun to like this little girl. She would also be sad if Tang Li died.

"It seems like Sister Hui is worried about something completely unnecessary." "Is she worried about the streamer's rock-solid materialistic worldview?" "Don't underestimate the bond between the streamer and Junzi!" "Anyone want to bet? Will the streamer discover before she dies that she wasn't actually poisoned?"

"Jiang Hui? Jiang Hui?" Tang Li's head started swaying from side to side in front of her again. "Why are you suddenly looking at me with such pitiful eyes?"

Jiang Hui rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Alright, I have to go now. I still have three medical procedures to complete."

Tang Li asked, "What project?"

"A prefrontal lobotomy, probably." Jiang Hui had already reached the corner of the corridor, waved to Tang Li with her back to her, and her smiling voice carried far to the person still looking back, "—giving you eternal peace and happiness."

Rule 1: Patients should listen to their doctors. Everything the doctor does is to make you feel calm and happy.

Twenty minutes later.

Standing in Dr. Jerry's office, Tang Li asked without warning, "What is a prefrontal lobotomy?"

Dr. Jerry, who was wiping his scalpel, replied, "By severing the neural connections between the prefrontal cortex and other areas of the brain, we can reduce the patient's aggression and restore peace to the patient and their family. It's an old-fashioned practice from the last century."

He secretly wondered: Could it be that the master is interested in this kind of harmful method? What a pity, this is Dr. Liu's specialty. Would the master value Dr. Liu more because of this?

Tang Li tilted her head and shook the book she had pulled from Dr. Jerry's bookshelf: "But the book says that the side effects of this surgery can significantly reduce a patient's intelligence, and cause them to lose emotional responsiveness and social skills."

Dr. Jerry grew increasingly nervous, unable to discern whether the adult's tone conveyed dissatisfaction or praise. He tentatively asked, "You...you think it's interesting?"

Tang Li glanced at Dr. Jerry in astonishment, thinking to herself, "What's wrong with this guy's values? Isn't that the most pointless thing?"

Dr. Jerry breathed a long sigh of relief and jumped for joy.

As expected, my aesthetic sense is just like yours! Compared to the sophisticated methods of removing bones one by one for fracture patients or cleaning the eyeballs of patients with floaters, a prefrontal lobe resection that can be performed with an ice pick is as lazy as cutting open the corners of a patient's mouth with a knife to fix a permanent smile!

Tang Li frowned. She no longer trusted the hospital as completely as before, and cautiously asked, "Does the hospital offer this kind of surgery?"

Dr. Jerry smiled confidently: "Of course not!"

"Tales of Private Hospitals (50)"

Dr. Jerry: @Doctor Liu, the adult is dissatisfied that the hospital still offers prefrontal lobotomy surgery. I've said it before, just give up your outdated skills!

Dean Lei Hong: Please don't offend the adults; this project is temporarily suspended. @Doctor Liu.

Doctor Liu: ? I understand.

Fourth floor, operating room.

Jiang Hui lay on the operating table, a knife clutched in her hand.

I shouldn't have talked nonsense to Tang Li. Right after I said that, I ended up having to have a prefrontal lobe resection.

As Dr. Liu's footsteps drew closer, Jiang Hui tensed up, holding her breath, ready to leap up at any moment.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

After a long pause, Dr. Liu's voice rang out through gritted teeth: "Surgery canceled. Get out of my operating room!"

Jiang Hui: ?

Did he see my knife?

Dean's Office.

Lei Hong frowned in deep thought. Opposite him, an older woman dressed in white was pacing anxiously back and forth.

"This isn't right! This isn't right, Dean!" the female ghost muttered nervously. "The higher-ups are starting to interfere in hospital affairs, and they've already halted our hospital's most prestigious project! What are we going to do? What are we going to do?"

"Our rules are designed to keep patients calm and happy! A prefrontal lobotomy is the least expensive, least demanding, and most effective surgery! Does the adult's immediate call to stop indicate dissatisfaction with us?"

"I don't want to fall out with the adults!"

"Alright, Qi Cuiming, don't panic." Lei Hong finally spoke up to reassure her. "When I chatted with the lady last time, she clearly stated that she was very satisfied with our hospitality. If she wasn't truly satisfied, I don't think she needed to be so polite with me."

Qi Cuiming's twitching face finally calmed down, but then she heard Lei Hong's next words: "But the problem is, perhaps it is precisely because the adult thinks that our instance has some value that she wants to interfere... or even take over the instance."

Qi Cuiming covered her face in alarm, her gray hair trembling like autumn leaves: "What should we do? Dean, what should we do?"

"I'll first try to curry favor with you, sir." Lei Hong stood up from his office chair. "If you accept the offerings but still want my copy..."

"Then I'll have no choice but to fight the adults to the death."

Half an hour later, Tang Li looked at everything in front of her in shock.

This is a huge room, filled with an enormous bed that looks like it belongs in the bedroom of a Mary Sue novel heroine. The bed is piled with as many cushions, pillows, and bedding of various materials as Tang Li has ever seen in a furniture store.

The bed curtains were piled up, and the gold thread embroidery on various fabrics was intricate and dazzling. The long pile of the carpet covered the ankles, and the calming incense wafted like a waterfall. The crystal ceiling was sparkling, and the place was extremely luxurious.

but.

Why did we bring her to this room in the first place?!

"Now we know which lord came to inspect, hahaha!" "No wonder we haven't seen him all this time; the second day of the second lunar month has already passed, and he's asleep again." "If he were here, he'd really like this room." "This is absurd! What do that lord and the streamer have in common?!"

"For example, the adult's surname is Li, and the streamer's name is Tang Li?" "The adult likes to wear black, and the streamer is wearing black jeans?" "The adult is handsome, and the streamer is beautiful?" "Who exactly is this adult? Can someone explain it to me?!" "Don't ask anymore. Nobody dares to call that adult by name in the live stream. They'll be targeted by that bunch of mad dogs."

"Sigh, I was starting to like the streamer, and it turns out it's that person... Why did the streamer have to impersonate anyone?" "Yeah, they're definitely doomed this time."

"The master is still asleep, but his hyenas are about to catch up."