Chapter 67
Shijian and her group stood there looking glamorous; Shijian at the front looked like she was starring in a drama, full of momentum, while Doctor Feng and the others looked like disheveled villains.
Originally, under the riot, the doctors and nurses had started turning monstrous—messy dirty hair, bloodstains on their faces, all normal.
But after Shijian’s remark about cosplay, they didn’t seem serious anymore; compared to Shijian and the others, they looked more like refugees.
“...”
Doctor Feng and the other Renxin Hospital staff all showed uneasy expressions.
Doctor Feng was completely stunned—how did Shijian suddenly transform from a mental patient to his direct superior?
A phrase popped into his mind: The enemy has infiltrated from within and is attacking from behind.
The key was that Shijian actually became the director. She became the director! And he was still just the head of the psychiatry department!
Shijian continued to stoke the fire, her small mouth chattering as she teased Doctor Feng, “Doctor Feng, does the director here have the right to point out your mistakes now?”
The streamers all spoke in unison, “Doctor Feng, be polite when speaking to the director!”
What kind of attitude is that toward Director Shi?
Shijian and Tang Tian were fine, but streamers like Sun Zhuo had been on edge since arriving at Renxin Hospital, tortured by the medical staff. Now that patients had turned the tables, of course, they would exaggerate!
The streamer group was no longer afraid. With absolute control, their medical records had all been revised by themselves.
Shijian and her team had achieved a comprehensive, strategic victory!
...
“Move, move, move! Why are you all blocking here? I need to take a patient to surgery.”
The Renxin Hospital medical staff never expected the lambs to be slaughtered would become leaders, so they were stunned, causing the corridor to become even more crowded with doctor-ghosts.
One doctor-ghost arrived late, unaware of the situation, still pushing forward, grumbling loudly.
Then he received Shijian’s deadly glare. The new director’s first three fires: she told him with a half-smile,
“You like surgeries so much?”
“How about ten sessions for you?”
The doctor-ghost shivered inexplicably, feeling the terrifying pressure.
A nurse beside him pulled him aside and whispered, “This is the new director.”
Amazing, right? She found it amazing too, but that was the reality.
Shijian felt squeezing in there wasn’t right anyway; mainly, a crowd of ghosts gathering around was pretty scary.
“...”
So Shijian cleared her throat and looked at the dense medical staff.
“Hurry up and disperse; all this noise is unacceptable.”
Tang Tian added, “Or do you want your salary cut?”
Shijian raised her voice and repeated, “Do you want your salary cut? Fired?”
Tang Tian: The sisters are even harsher than her!Positions and salaries were obviously important to the ghosts too. As soon as they heard about salary cuts, many doctors and nurses who had been hesitant just moments ago started to retreat.
Doctor Feng was not willing to give up. Although he had accepted the reality that Shijian already held the real power at Renxin Hospital, he still wanted to struggle.
So Doctor Feng, with a dark face, forced himself to say, “...We’re not making noise; we’re doing team building.”
“The chairman issued the notice.”
Doctor Feng was using the chairman to pressure Shijian.
The head nurse also pulled up the chairman’s team-building notice on her phone.
They were trying to use the chairman to suppress Shijian, but how could Shijian be controlled by the chairman? When she was still a patient, the chairman had taken her central position, but Shijian had just told him to get lost.
So Shijian barely gave a look and said “Oh.”
Then she domineeringly announced, “The chairman is useless here. Renxin Hospital is under my control now. The strong dragon can’t overpower the local snake... Have you ever heard of the phoenix?”
The saying is “A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake,” but Shijian felt that had nothing to do with her, so she changed the phrase on the spot.
Shijian: What does it matter if she’s chairman or not? She’s the queen here and must be obeyed.
Shijian’s strong, no-nonsense attitude instantly silenced the ghosts. She asked Doctor Feng, “Do you still want to do team building?”
Touching the issue of positions.
“Actually, team building is not impossible.”
Shijian looked at the speaker — it was Tang Tian.
Shijian: ?
Tang Tian whispered to Shijian, “We could do a cultural performance for team building. Each department must send representatives to perform...”
As a seasoned corporate worker, Tang Tian knew what employees hated the most.
Which employee isn’t afraid of salary cuts? But who isn’t afraid of being forced to perform in a cultural show during team building?!
Employees absolutely hate participating in work cultural performances.
After hearing this, Shijian nodded, feeling inspired, “That’s not bad, sounds fun...”
As a female celebrity with looks, talent, and a love for the spotlight, Shijian really liked cultural performances.
She wasn’t joking. Her eyes fixed on the medical staff who hadn’t left yet, “Um...”
The doctors and nurses who were stared at: “...”
Scared, scared.
They quickly took the chance before the new director spoke again and hurried away, running fast, afraid Shijian would call on them to perform.
Doctor Feng saw there was no way and left resentfully.
Only the “big-hip doctor” waved a sign reading “Teacher Shi, you are the guiding light on my path” in front of Shijian.
The big-hip doctor wasn’t afraid of performing; he loved performing. If Shijian could give him some pointers, that would be even better.
Tang Tian, not knowing what to say, noticed the situation: “Did he even get a sign custom made?”Shijian felt that was right.
Previously, the big-hip doctor had made a sign out of paper, but now the sign was very professional, even with lights—like a professional fan.
The big-hip doctor also took credit enthusiastically, “Teacher Shi… no, Director Shi~”
“This light-up sign was specially made for you.”
Big-hip doctor: He just knew Shijian was a golden thigh (valuable support), as expected!
……
The live-stream audience kept following.
When Shijian first proposed this idea, some people mocked her, but now, from being a psychiatric patient to the director of Renxin Hospital, Shijian and her team actually made it happen!
The feeling of witnessing this firsthand was very strange, with an indescribable sense of fulfillment.
“Ahhhh, I’m so excited, congratulations Director Shijian!”
“Damn, I thought the streamer was just bragging, turns out the streamer really is awesome.”
“I’ve been following Shijian’s idea from the start, whether using photos or manipulating public opinion, it amazed me so much, love it.”
“Who’s having fun? Turns out it’s me! Clicking follow on the streamer right now.”
“I’m banging my head against the wall for my wife. My wife looks so good today, slurp.”
“Teacher Shi taught us again today, ‘My territory, my rules; even calling the chairman won’t help.’ (not really)”
“Teacher Shi clearly taught us: ‘A strong dragon can’t suppress a local phoenix.’ (doge face)”
……
The streamers all dropped their previous caution.
Hey? They’re no longer “patients,” they can be discharged smoothly, what can the doctors and nurses do to them now?
Come on, act up, eat fried chicken if you want, drink iced cola if you want.
Under normal circumstances, they could just leave the scene now, but Shijian and the others stayed here for another day.
Doctor Feng, wearing a gloomy face, saw Shijian taking photos and videos with the original patients of Renxin Hospital.
Doctor Feng: “...”
This is what those in power like to do—before it was the chairman, now it’s Director Shijian.
Doctor Feng felt extremely isolated. He wanted to get rid of Shijian but couldn’t; Shijian was even his direct superior. The feeling was so awful that jealousy distorted Doctor Feng’s face. He didn’t want to talk to Shijian.
However, Shijian immediately noticed Doctor Feng.
“Doctor Feng!”
She told Tang Tian to pause filming first, then walked straight toward Doctor Feng, her tone very friendly.
“Where are you going?”
“Are you avoiding me?”Knowing it was a rhetorical question.
Doctor Feng wanted to go somewhere without Shijian, but given Shijian’s current status, he could only respond blandly and evasively.
“No, I didn’t see you.”
To this day, Doctor Feng still refused to call Shijian “Director.”
Shijian understood and spoke to Doctor Feng sincerely, “Doctor Feng, I told you before to study zombification. If you research this medical miracle well, you could directly become director. But you didn’t do it, so I have to be director for now.”
Doctor Feng showed a pained expression: Shijian had stabbed him right in the heart!
Shijian took out a small booklet and said to Doctor Feng, “We’ve known each other for a long time, and you’ve taken care of me somewhat. Do you want to become rich?”
“Look at me—I went from having no money to running a whole hospital. Aren’t you tempted? Don’t you want to know the shortcut?”
“I can give you this booklet as a gift. Others have to pay for it, but you can have a look—it’s pretty useful.”
The cover of the booklet read: From Poor Beauty to Hospital Owner.
Doctor Feng: “...” How does Shijian still have such flashy stuff!
The most shameful thing was that Doctor Feng, facing this flashy and seemingly useless booklet, was actually tempted. He wanted to be a rich ghost; he wanted even more to be director.
Shijian becoming director definitely provoked Doctor Feng—if she could be director, why couldn’t he?
But Doctor Feng still had some backbone and refused Shijian’s gift.
“No thanks.”
“I’m not interested.”
After saying that, Doctor Feng decisively turned and left.
Shijian put away the booklet and watched Doctor Feng’s retreating figure with interest.
Really not interested?
After Doctor Feng turned and left, he started frantically inquiring around Renxin Hospital about where he could buy that booklet From Poor Beauty to Hospital Owner.
Reluctantly, Doctor Feng really wanted to read it.
……
Of course, Doctor Feng ultimately paid a high price to get that booklet.
He specially returned to his office, making sure no other ghosts were around and sat upright with utmost reverence as he opened the booklet.
Let’s see how to make money and become a rich ghost!
Then Doctor Feng flipped it open and saw many beautiful photos of Shijian.
“...” Doctor Feng showed no expression.
He wasn’t the head nurse; of course, he knew Shijian was good-looking. But Doctor Feng originally had no worldly thoughts. Plus, Shijian had been provoking him nonstop from the start; he only wanted to shock her with electricity.
However, at this point, Doctor Feng could still comfort himself.
This counts as a half-autobiography; it’s normal to include some photos.And then... so many photos.
All were various beautiful pictures of Shijian. Doctor Feng’s fingers were almost rubbing against the paper hard enough to start a fire; he hadn’t seen any useful information.
On the last page, Doctor Feng finally saw a line of handwriting.
It said: “This book was written specifically for Doctor Feng alone. Doctor Feng, don’t waste your money. It’s very difficult for you to become rich like this.”
There was also a simple smiling face doodle below it.
Doctor Feng: “Damn!” Shijian had already predicted this step?
He was so angry he wanted to vomit blood, almost tearing the booklet apart in his hands, but then he remembered how much money he had spent buying it.
A scammer warning him about scams?
This was way too much bullying of ghosts!
...
Meanwhile, Shijian received income besides stock sell-offs; she knew Doctor Feng had still done it.
He refused her free booklet but insisted on buying it.
Just shows there’s something wrong with him.
Of course, Shijian kind of liked Doctor Feng’s flaw—stupid ghost with money.
Shijian muttered, “If only there was a payment reminder sound, hearing it would bring happiness.”
Tang Tian didn’t hear clearly. Standing beside Shijian, her expression couldn’t hide her excitement: “We’re about to be discharged!”
Although everyone’s status had skyrocketed since Shijian became director, being inside a horror dungeon still meant danger.
Better to go to the transit station—it’s safe.
The streamers were all at the hospital gate, waiting for the clearance sound while looking up for the big screen to light up.
The big screen lit up, showing Shijian’s face.
The group chairman was on the way but hadn’t reached the hospital gate yet. From afar, he saw the most conspicuous screen on Renxin Hospital’s wall displaying a headache-inducing scene.
“Is that patient called Shijian?”
His assistant nervously replied, “Yes.”
The chairman had thought Shijian was the fat sheep to be fattened, but now he realized he was the fat sheep himself.
The chairman couldn’t stop it in time, nor could the hospital doctors. The livestream audience and nearby residents of this dungeon could all see the scene.
On the big screen, Shijian first greeted everyone and introduced herself, saying, “Let me lead you to get closer to Renxin Hospital.”
Everything seemed normal—this was the kind of thing the chairman often did.
Then the scene changed—
Patients were forcibly dragged away to undergo various inhuman “rehabilitation exercises.”
Here, the doctors and nurses talked about benevolence, but actually ignored life, showing only cruelty.Even the corpse was interviewed by Shijian.
After learning that Shijian was the new director, the corpse didn’t feel any better about her and kept yelling, “Don’t shock me, don’t shock me, I’ll behave…”
Only after Shijian explained that she intended to show the real situation of Renxin Hospital did the corpse start talking freely.
Corpse: Now this is something to talk about!
...
The head nurse looked up, pupils shocked, “Isn’t she afraid of ruining the hospital?”
Shijian: If the hospital gets ruined, that’s even better—that’s the director’s concern, what does it have to do with me, Shijian the celebrity?
Yes, Shijian and the streamers quickly sold off their stocks that day, and after achieving her goal, Director Shijian stepped down.
The other streamers truly experienced getting rich overnight.
Although they didn’t get points, they got a good amount of ghost money.
During that time, they also recorded the real situation at Renxin Hospital.
They couldn’t speak out on the network in this dungeon world, so they took this approach. Whether it would help or not was unclear, but at least they did what they could.
The chairman’s blood pressure skyrocketed; the assistant was shocked seeing the chairman shouting and then fainting.
The driver even said, “Fortunately, the chairman fainted not far from the hospital and could get immediate medical care.”
The assistant knew how things were at Renxin Hospital and felt the driver had accidentally made a dark joke.
“Beep beep beep beep~”
A familiar ringtone sounded, signaling that Shijian and the others had successfully cleared the dungeon.
Tang Tian recovered from dizziness and returned to the transit station. She looked around, confirming there was no trace of the hospital, and finally felt relieved. Tang Tian breathed out, “Shijian.”
Tang Tian called out instinctively.
Having spent day and night with Shijian through the dungeon, Tang Tian now mentioned Shijian in everything.
This time, she got no response from Shijian.
Tang Tian remembered that after leaving a dungeon, people are randomly placed on a floor in the transit station. It was normal for Shijian not to be beside her.
Tang Tian tapped her head, then called Shijian to check where she was and regroup—nothing serious.
Then the phone showed it couldn’t connect.
Tang Tian had encountered this many times before. Usually, it meant Shijian was still inside the dungeon.
Tang Tian thought: Could there be a delay on Shijian’s end?
But ten minutes passed, and Tang Tian still couldn’t contact Shijian, who should have returned to the transit station by now. At this point, Tang Tian couldn’t stay calm anymore.
Even though the transit station’s temperature was perfectly adjusted, ideal for humans, and the air carried a relaxing fragrance, Tang Tian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
“Did something happen?!”
She was now more nervous than when being chased by ghosts.This is completely abnormal.
If they had left the dungeon smoothly, they should have returned to the transit station at the same time.
...
On the other side, Shijian really hadn’t returned to the transit station.
She clearly heard the bell, also the sound signaling the dungeon clearance, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a vast white space. She was restrained on a chair surrounded by railings. The chair was made of iron, exuding a cold feeling.
The unknown breeds fear. Shijian instinctively struggled, wanting to stand up.
Then, not far away, a distinctly processed mechanical voice sounded, emotionless, coldly notifying Shijian:
“Do not make pointless struggles. Until the complaint is resolved, no one, ghost or human, may leave the chair.”
Are there others here too?
Shijian wanted to look toward the voice, but just like the time the bug appeared on the royal cruise ship when a uniformed man came out and took away the fish monster with iron chains, Shijian once again felt weakness in her neck.
She couldn’t see the other person’s appearance.
Where her eyes could reach, the other person was also seated. Pale, bloodless hands held a pitch-black steel pen, the contrast striking. The uniform was clean and sharp, metal buttons shining coldly, buttoned all the way to the top.
Shijian couldn’t see above that.
All these factors combined, Shijian’s mind immediately thought of that app programmer.
He brought her here?
Though Shijian’s mind was in chaos, she still caught key words in his words. So she immediately asked three questions in a row: “Complaint?”
“What does the complaint have to do with me?”
“Was I complained about by someone?”
Shijian thought: Which link went wrong? Is it that they can’t just make her director directly, or is it because exposing the inside of Renxin Hospital caused the dungeon to malfunction, and it’s being blamed on her?
Just as Shijian said this, she heard another voice nearby:
“I’m the one who complained about you!”
Shijian didn’t look up to see the app uniformed man but could see from the side.
Doctor Feng sat on another chair at roughly the same level, his eyes burning with anger.
“You tricked me into buying that booklet, this isn’t over, I’ll tell you—”
Shijian: “...”
Shijian wanted to ask, is this really necessary, brother?
And can ghosts in the dungeon complain about streamers? Shijian hadn’t even found a place to file complaints before.
She never imagined in her wildest dreams that she’d be complained about by ghosts inside the dungeon.
“Quiet.”
The uniformed man interrupted Doctor Feng’s curse. Though Doctor Feng looked furious, he still closed his mouth cautiously.
Shijian decided to argue with the uniformed man first. She faced forward again, “Why did you drag me to this place for no reason?”Uniformed man: "It's not without reason. Doctor Feng has a valid complaint that needs to be addressed. He accused you of defrauding him."
Shijian: "...A consensual transaction hardly counts as fraud. Also, can I ask if ghosts in the dungeon can freely file complaints against streamers? If streamers get dragged here every time they're complained about, that’s ridiculous."
Shijian thought: Then she really needs to pay close attention.
The uniformed man replied, "You’re not taken to the tribunal just because of a complaint."
This place is the tribunal room—Shijian unlocked a new term.
But the priority now was to figure out the situation. Shijian quickly continued, "Then... why am I here?"
The uniformed man interrupted, "But you’re different. Before this, you’ve already been complained about by five ghosts."