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

Who dares to harm an adult's body? Who dares to covet an adult's blood?

Jerry thought that if he offended anyone even once, the adults could crush his head.

Jerry stared at the person in front of him in fear, his lips trembling, his mind blank: "Can...can I smoke?"

"Yes, I can," Tang Li said. "I'm not afraid of needles."

He understood. Tears welled up in Dr. Jerry's eyes.

The blood of a high-level supernatural being is an extremely precious treasure, containing power sufficient to transform an ordinary lesser supernatural being. Therefore, when a high-level supernatural being bestows its blood upon someone, it often signifies appreciation for that person and a direct desire to subdue them into a follower.

How tolerant, how generous, how... that the bizarre is worth dying for.

"I understand." Dr. Jerry gently took Tang Li's hand.

The needle tip pierced Tang Li's skin, and blood flowed into the syringe.

Crunch crunch crunch crunch.

Tang Li heard a strange noise and looked around in confusion.

Where Tang Li couldn't see, Jerry's hand, gripping the syringe, had prominent veins on the back, and his thumb and forefinger were wedged at the end of the syringe, as if he had a cormorant stuck in its throat.

The syringe made a cracking sound as Jerry squeezed it, its instinct still wanting to suck blood, but Jerry had already fiercely controlled it and pulled it out with utmost gentleness.

"Is this much enough?" Tang Li looked at the syringe in confusion. There weren't even many drops, were there?

"That's enough." Jerry's voice was low and hoarse as he carefully preserved the adult's blood.

"Then I'll wait for the test results." Tang Li withdrew her hand.

"Yes, you'll see him soon."

Dr. Jerry swore to her, his red pupils revealing an almost frenzied submissiveness and devotion.

"That's weird, guys, that's weird!" "I can't watch anymore. I can understand if the streamer thinks he's poisoned, but why is he licking it so much?" "What's wrong with Dr. Jerry? Did he fall in love at first sight?" "The streamer's got incredible luck." "I'm moving into room 1414174. I want to see when the streamer dies!"

"Don't get excited, everyone. This dungeon isn't that easy. I see Jiang Hui and Qiu Wanting." "Jiang Hui, the mercenary, and Qiu Wanting, that newcomer who's been making headlines lately?" "Yes, Qiu wants to clear this dungeon, so he hired Jiang Hui."

Fifth floor.

Two escaped patients, who had used props to skip the check, were huddled together studying a medical brochure.

Patient Guidelines

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

Rule Two: Dean Lei Hong is a kind-hearted doctor, a man of both high moral character and professional skill. Whatever your infection, the dean will save you.

Rule Three: This hospital has no pediatrics department, nor does it have any children claiming to be Gu Xiaoying. If you see a child, it's just your hallucination. Don't talk to him, and don't let him know you can see him.

Rule 4: Don't lie to Gu Xiaoying.

Rule 4: Elevators can only carry a weight of 100kg or less. If the weight exceeds 100kg, please do not ride the elevator.

Rule 5: The handrails of the stairs have been freshly painted red. Do not touch the handrails until the paint is dry.

……

"She's really fierce." The short-haired woman, Jiang Hui, held a cigarette between her fingers, and tapped the glowing cigarette butt on the extra rule number four.

"Rule Three contradicts Rule Four," the bespectacled man, Chu Wanting, said slowly, "and judging from the handwriting in Rule Four... it was clearly written by a child."

He looked at Jiang Hui, "Is the child acting strangely, or is it troublesome?"

Jiang Hui sighed and stubbed out her cigarette: "These little monsters aren't as highly socialized as adult monsters. Look at this hospital, interns have to curry favor with the regular staff, nurses obey the head nurse, and doctors fawn over the hospital director... But what about child monsters?"

"They know nothing. They're afraid of nothing. So whoever they get involved with is doomed."

—The little boy walked into Tang Li's hospital room.

Even Tang Li, who has watched many horror movies, was startled.

The child's hair was barely up to Tang Li's waist. He was dressed in tattered clothes, and his head was down. His unkempt, grayish-yellow hair was disheveled at the back of his head, making his head look almost twice its actual size.

Tang Li tilted her head: "Hello, little friend?"

"Hello, Tang Li." It seemed to be a boy, but his voice was very hoarse. He repeated it again, the tone of the second time exactly the same as the first, "Hello, Tang Li."

Tang Li's name was written on the headboard of her hospital bed, so she wasn't surprised the boy called her that. She was always tolerant of children, and softened her tone to ask his purpose: "What brings you here to see your sister?"

"Tang Li can...?" The last few words were inaudible.

Tang Li asked again, but still couldn't hear her. She couldn't help but lean closer: "What can Tang Li do?"

"—Can Tang Li see me?"

The boy suddenly raised his head.

!!!

Tang Li's heart was pounding, and she abruptly shrank back!

Because beneath that tangled, straw-like hair was a face with its skin peeled off!

The area was a bloody mess, wet and sticky, with remnants of skin, flesh, and tendons twitching together, obscuring facial features. Blood dripped from his chin, forming a small pool on the ground.

Compared to this face, the "Little Zhao" who bled from all seven orifices before was nothing. Even though she knew it was a hallucination caused by mushroom poisoning, Tang Li was genuinely shocked.

The boy kept asking, and Tang Li somehow detected disappointment in his hoarse voice: "Am I scary?"

She was terrified, but Tang Li couldn't possibly hurt a child's feelings like that. She smiled at the bloodied face, lying without batting an eye, "It's not scary at all!"

The boy lowered his head again, but Tang Li felt the smell of blood lingering in her nose was getting stronger and stronger.

Where she couldn't see, the boy's thin, bony body trembled very slightly. His tattered clothes were torn in several places, and the areas where his skin should have been exposed were completely black. In the depths of the darkness, something was stirring up trouble towards Tang Li.

The boy's shadow grew larger.

"Lies, lies..." the boy whispered, his eyes fixed on the ground, his lips barely moving. "All you do is lie..."

Tang Li was almost frightened by the hatred in the strange child's tone. After thinking for a few seconds, she simply admitted, "Okay, you did scare your sister."

The dark shadow that was about to bite Tang Li's ankle stopped. The boy shifted slightly, unsure what to do.

"But it's not your fault," Tang Li said, pointing to her eyes with a bright smile. "It's my fault. It's all because I'm sick and can't see what you look like."

The boy was silent for a moment, then said softly, "But my back is hunched over, my arms and legs are much shorter, I don't look like I used to, and no one will recognize me anymore."

Tang Li felt a pang of sadness. Although she couldn't see the boy's true appearance, from his description, she knew he was seriously ill and had been ravaged by the disease to the point that he was unrecognizable.

Tang Li squatted down in front of the boy, not touching him, but just that equal gaze was enough to make the boy take a step back in alarm. Tang Li said gently, "Those who love you will always recognize you."

A shadowy aura surrounded the boy and Tang Li. The once aggressive, tentacle-like shadows were now as gentle as a shimmering autumn lake. Each ripple reflected Tang Li's true feelings, then faithfully relayed their lie-detection conclusions to the boy.

The boy tilted his head, almost in confusion, and asked in a low voice, "...The truth?"

Tang Li held up one finger: "100% the truth!"

"Who knows? I'm seeing angels in the weird dungeon." "The kid ghost is troublesome, but easy to coax." "To be honest, this little ghost requires you to tell him the truth, which is quite difficult to do completely." "Is this the only taboo? The streamer escaped again."

"Wait, I remember... there's a taboo." "Oh right, this little devil seems to have been harmed by the hospital! You can't praise the hospital in front of him!"

In the hospital room, the boy remained silent for a while, looking as if he was about to melt from Tang Li's heat. He stammered, "What if I can't be cured?"

Tang Li said gently, "Don't think about it so much."

"You must trust the hospital and cooperate with the doctor's treatment."