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Just what could the Lord God be planning? What does the Lord God have in store for his Master? For them?

This thought, which belongs to Ruan Ruan, coincided very well with Yue Ran.

Just what must the Lord God be planning? A worse future than what was predicted in the first place?

At this mont, Yue Ran and Ruan Ruan could not have imagined that they had hit the point just right—that what the Lord God had in store for them was worse than they could have ever imagined. But again, it was the future Yue Ran and the future Ruan Ruan who were going to deal with it, not their present selves.

So everything was going to be fine, right? It has to be. For survival.

Yue Ran pinched the center of her eyebrows. It seed that the body she now possesses was not ntally normal. But that was also fine. She can deal with this since it was not the first ti for her to do so.

Yue Ran let out a soft sigh. She held a hand to her forehead before flipping through the rest of the information. The original body seed to have the habit of keeping a diary inside this old-fashioned tablet.

Judging from the words the original body recorded, there seed to be a few patients like Cheng Ying before, but she did not seem to like them as much as she likes Cheng Ying, the male protagonist of this world. Moreover, the original body had already given up on the past few special patients on hand.

Cheng Ying was the most special one of all.

These words Yue Ran read from the tablet sohow evoked a mory in her head, and she felt a rush of emotions crashing into her.

Yue Ran could feel firsthand the excitent and expectation in this body from the idea of turning Cheng Ying into sothing, more specifically her toy.

This idea was naturally not normal and morally wrong, but then again, Yue Ran was not normal, nor was she a person with good morals. She could even be said to have the sa morals as a devil in hell, so it seed like it would be more fun to beco a villain, the villain of this world.

It would be very nice to have the male protagonist of this world as her little toy for her to play with. She can play with that toy whenever she wants, and she can also discard that toy when she feels bored with it already.

After all, toys are just toys. And toys could be thrown away when no longer used. Or maybe they could be better used as decorations put on the side.

Red lips were raised as an enthralling smile was slowly stamped on Yue Ran's face.

Yue Ran spent the rest of the afternoon in her clinic relatively leisurely. She no longer accepted new patients except for the two or three patients she currently had on hand.

Now she is mainly responsible for running her clinic and dealing with its operations managent, as well as continuing her academic research.

The ti ca to approach the evening in a blink of an eye.

Yue Ran glanced at the silver watch on her wrist to check the ti, packed her things, and prepared to go back to the original body's ho in this world as per usual.

"Ah, Doctor Yue, are you already off from work? Goodbye! See you again, Doctor Yue," the receptionist in the clinic said happily.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work today, Xiao Zi," Yue Ran said with her usual gentle smile before heading out of the clinic the way she usually goes with slow and steady steps.

"Doctor Yue, are you leaving already?"

Yue Ran turned her head and answered, "Yes, Aunt Zhang. How was the scratch I saw on your hand the last ti we t? Is it healing well?"

Aunt Zhang is the cleaning staff of Yue Ran's clinic.

Aunt Zhang's eyes widened in surprise, feeling flattered by the care and attention. "Oh, Doctor Yue, do you still rember this kind of thing? It is okay, it is okay, and yes, the scratch has been healed a long ti ago; after all, it was just a small one, and I would have forgotten it if Doctor Yue had not reminded of it!"

Yue Ran smiled generously and thoughtfully as she greeted all the staff in her clinic casually yet sincerely, with natural warmth and friendliness radiating from her very bones. She could call everyone by na accurately and politely, and even the cleaning staff, Aunt Zhang, received her gentle greetings.

After everyone had bid their goodbyes to Yue Ran, she left. All of the staff seed to be infected by Yue Ran's gentle smile, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously rose up.

Several other young doctors in the sa clinic gathered together to joke. They all lanted that Doctor Yue Ran was really young, promising, gentle, beautiful, smart, kind, and had a good personality. Just talking to her made them feel very happy.

Although this was a little bit exaggerated, this is the impression that this clinic, including outsiders, has on Yue Ran.

Yue Ran is simply the epito of perfection, soone whom everyone would enjoy spending their ti with.

When Yue Ran got ho, she turned on the TV while she was cooking her dinner.

The news happened to be on. It seems that there have been several cases of accidental deaths of teenagers in the city recently. As the Chinese New Year was approaching, the representatives of the police force were reminding the parents to take good care of their own children and pay attention to their children's ntal health.

Yue Ran turned on the faucet, and the water washed away the red blood on the glinting blade. She softly humd an unknown nursery rhy, and then she let out a contemptuous laugh.

Pay attention to the children's ntal health…

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