“Yes, a little, my chest feels a bit tight,” Bai Lian said, looking at the nurse.
There was nothing wrong, of course, but to avoid suspicion, he decided to play along and claim he felt a bit unwell, just like when he was genuinely sick.
“Tight chest?” Hearing his words, the nurse frowned slightly, sat on a nearby chair, and reached out to place her hand on his chest, gently stroking it. “Perhaps it's due to the recent surgery; does it feel a little better now?”
The nurse's hands on his chest brought a pleasant sensation.
“Much better, thank you,” Bai Lian said with a smile, then added, “My stomach still aches a little; could I trouble you for a massage, nurse?”
“Of course, serving patients is my job,” the nurse replied, not finding the request strange at all. On the contrary, she considered it quite normal, as it was her professional duty.
After she finished with his chest, she gently began massaging his stomach. Bai Lian felt a warmth, as if relishing a massage once more, just like before.
What in the... no, no, no, this isn't right! The young man and the elderly man standing nearby watched the scene with wide, astonished eyes.
They exchanged glances, and it was as if the boundary between players and NPCs had vanished. They understood each other without a single word.
They quickly lay down on their beds and began shouting:
“Oh, my chest hurts, soone, please massage it!”
“Oh, my thighs ache, it's unbearable! Nurse, could you check ?”
As they shouted, they kept glancing at Bai Lian, their intentions obvious.
Hearing their cries, the nurse apologized to Bai Lian, stood up, and headed towards them.
“Nurse, my chest hurts, I can't breathe!” When the nurse approached, the young man imdiately groaned, putting a hand on his chest.
However, instead of the expected massage, the nurse rely glanced at his expression, adjusted the dication flow slightly, and said:
“These symptoms cannot be relieved by massage. I've adjusted the dication speed; if it doesn't help, press the button on the bed to call a doctor.”
After that, she turned to the elderly man:
“Old Man Chen, the doctor said if your legs hurt, don't just lie down; get up and walk around, or the blood in your legs won't circulate!”
After these words, she returned to Bai Lian's bed and added with a smile:
“Forgive , does anything else hurt? I can massage you a bit more.”
Young man: ...
Elderly man: ...
【Hahahaha, the difference in treatnt is just obvious!】
【So realistic, what kind of magnetism does Bai Lian have that he gets such privileges everywhere!】
【Let alone the patients, even I'm watching and getting jealous.】
【Dayang, you don't belong here, you should switch wards with them, hahahaha!】
The viewers in the chat were laughing to tears.
After spending a little more ti, the nurse suddenly stood up and said to Bai Lian:
“Get so good rest; I'll go check on the other wards. Call if anything bothers you.”
She took her notepad and hastily left the ward, and the room instantly fell into an eerie silence.
Bai Lian turned his head and found the young man and the elderly man staring at him with interest.
“You… what's wrong?” Bai Lian asked, a little uncertainly, seeing the two n's expressions, as if they'd just eaten sour pickles.
The young man replied with bafflent on his face:
“Dude, how did you do that?”
The mont you entered this dungeon, you instantly got close to the nurse, and your relationship is so good... how?
“Because I'm handso. Isn't it normal for girls like her to like handso guys?” Bai Lian replied, looking self-assured.
So you think you can do anything because you're handso?
The young man was perplexed. Although he was a bit envious of Bai Lian for instantly charming the nurse, he was also glad that they were both currently confined to hospital beds, unable to move. Otherwise, his sanity surely wouldn't hold up.
At this mont, he suddenly saw Bai Lian, who had been lying on the bed, abruptly sit up.
And that wasn't all – he tossed sothing up, then effortlessly got out of bed and stretched!
Bai Lian turned and saw the young man staring at him, mouth agape and a shocked expression on his face.
Their eyes t, and an awkward silence fell.
“You… you… cough, cough, cough!!!”
The young man nearly choked from the shock, his blood rushing to his throat, and he almost fainted!
Fortunately, after several violent coughing fits, he finally cald down a bit and continued to look at Bai Lian with bewildernt.
“You an, you're not sick?”
“Nonsense, I'm practically withered away right now; if you don't believe , take a look.” Bai Lian imdiately spread his arms, hunched over, and pretended to be barely standing.
The young man thought: ...If I hadn't seen it myself, I probably would have believed him!
His sanity was on the verge of collapse. Why was Bai Lian able to attract the nurse's attention, and now his body had recovered, while he himself had to lie on a hospital bed, unable to move?
This world is so unfair!
Knock, knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and everyone in the ward turned their heads. Standing in the doorway was a man in a suit and sunglasses, with a powerful physique, like a "muscle-bound brother." He scanned the ward as if searching for soone.
The young man instinctively looked at Bai Lian, wondering if he was being sought again.
A guard? Or soone else?
But it definitely wasn't an enemy, as enemies wouldn't knock so politely.
“Excuse , is patient number 702, Zhou Hong, here?”
The young man instantly froze upon hearing his na!
“?” Zhou Hong turned with bewildernt, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
Confirming he hadn't made a mistake, the man in the suit entered the ward, sat down next to Zhou Hong, then pulled out a business card and said:
“Hello, sir, from this mont on, I will be responsible for all your needs, including als, care, and rehabilitation training. If you need anything, you can always contact . Here is our pager for communication.”
This dungeon actually provided him with a bodyguard... and his own one at that?
Zhou Hong's eyes imdiately lit up. He took the pager and the business card and asked hesitantly:
“I can call you for anything?”
The muscle-bound man nodded: “Of course, that's part of my job.”
“By the way, sir, here's a list of hospital recomndations; I've brought it for you to review.” He took out a white booklet and handed it to Zhou Hong.
Rules... Bai Lian stared intently at the white booklet, his gaze suddenly wary.
At that mont, Zhou Hong smiled and looked in their direction, as if saying, “I have a bodyguard, and you don't!”
Knock, knock!
Suddenly, there was another knock at the door, followed by a woman's voice with a hint of authority:
“Is patient number 703, Bai Lian, here?”
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