【The outline was about the same, and when the four of us entered, George asked us to participate in a medical test. The test was about sharing why we came to St. Elizabeth. George selected one of us to speak first.

    The issue was, he chose the guy with some serious mental problems. Specifically, he had a tumour in his brain that affected his thoughts and personality. We all knew there could be some challenges, and just when we were getting anxious, he refused George. Yes, he flat-out declined.

    George didn’t pressure him to be the first speaker but instead picked someone else. Inspired by his example, the rest of us also declined. So, the first speaker was a ghost, and from its words, we deduced the correct answers.

    Later, when we went to get our medication, there was a young girl ghost named Qiao Qiao who bribed the nurse for us. Even though we paid the price on the one hand, at least we didn’t have to take the medication.

    Once the three nurses took the patient from the first bed away at night, we quietly left the ward. Initially, our plan was to explore the operating room, and at that very moment, we encountered a group of strange patients running in the hallway. They paid no attention to us and were even able to walk through walls.

    That’s when we discovered another passage. So, we followed them all the way to the ground floor, where we found the office of the hospital director. Initially, we were unsure how to enter when the guy with the brain tumour boldly knocked on the door. I nearly wet myself.

    And then, with a creak, the door swung open, revealing the Dean. It was truly terrifying, emitting an otherworldly energy. We were all desperate, but suddenly, the patient with the brain tumour produced the small item he had won in the mall’s lottery: a pair of roller skates with the words “Give Me Roller Skates” written on them.

    He strapped the roller skates onto the Dean, and the Dean just glided down the corridor wearing them. Seizing the opportunity, we quietly entered the Dean’s office, located our discharge reports on the desk, and made our exit.】

    【…】

    【???】

    【Is that all?】

    【Really?】

    【Is this the same instance?】

    【It should be, considering everything else is unchanged except the process.】

    【It’s simply absurd, isn’t it? What could the person next door possibly be nursing such a deep grudge for?】

    Not only were the people from the Fourth Hospital taken aback, but even Yu Xiao’s trio couldn’t help but be amazed after witnessing the scene.

    “Smiley…” Zhao Lan’s emotions were complex and difficult to describe. “It seems like it’s even easier for someone else to pass the level.”

    Yu Xiao’s mouth twitched. “Misty, honestly, was it really easy for us to pass the level?”

    “Smiley, you have a brain tumour, and that person helping them clear the level probably has one too.” Zhou Xiao Zhen ventured a bold speculation. “Could it be that having a brain tumour is a necessary condition for smoothly completing the instance?”

    “…”

    Zhao Lan intervened, “Precious, don’t overthink it. I’m sure there are others without tumours who have successfully passed through. It doesn’t seem like a necessary condition.”

    Yu Xiao was at a loss for words, “Are you guys really not jealous?”

    “Huh? No, not at all,” Zhao Lan replied with a bashful smile, “Having you in the ward makes it seem like whether we have tumours in our heads or not isn’t that important anymore.”

    Zhou Xiao Zhen nodded eagerly, her eyes gleaming, “Yeah, yeah!”

    Yu Xiao: “…”

    After the OP shared his experience, the thread quickly changed direction. The initial fear and admiration for the Dragon’s Descendant, who appeared god-like, shifted towards a discussion as to why two completely different styles emerged from the same situation.

    Unfortunately, the OP was even given the nickname “Tragic Brother,” and everyone expressed their sympathy for him.

    【So, what’s the reason behind these two completely different situations?】

    【I believe it’s luck.】

    【I believe it’s intelligence.】

    【I believe… perhaps we shouldn’t rub salt on the wound of our unfortunate Tragic Brother’s misfortune.】

    【Is that the point? Isn’t the point that the dean is a ghost with domain, and that the descendant of the dragon defeated him! Brother Dragon, please accept my bow (请受我一拜)!】

    【I think it has little to do with intelligence, somewhat with luck, but the most important factor is personality. Our unfortunate brother and his crew have enough experience, but as a result, they are excessively cautious. They dare not question the attending physician’s words and dare not resort to unorthodox methods. It can only be said… it’s fate.】

    【I don’t mind! Brother Dragon is still the boss!】

    【Uh… actually, I don’t think their nickname was Dragon’s Descendant. It sounded slightly different…】

    【Brother Dragon is formidable!】

    【I wonder if Brother Zhu Ge (诸葛) has the strength to match Brother Dragon?】

    (诸葛: Two-character surname, “Various Hemp Cloths”)

    【Brother Zhu Ge is strong, but compared to Brother Dragon…】

    The following was merely a series of meaningless chatter and gossip. Yu Xiao raised her head, rubbing her weary eyes. She still needed to learn new talismans, but that had been postponed until now.

    Zhou Xiao Zhen sighed, “I wonder how devastated that poor guy would be upon seeing this post?”

    “It’s Tragic Bro,” Zhao Lan chimed in, twisting her neck. “He’s just so pitiful. I don’t know what to say. But based on this post, Saint Elizabeth’s dungeon seems like an easy dungeon for beginners. It turned into a difficult mode mainly because of people.”

    “That’s a relief,” Yu Xiao softly sighed. “If every dungeon is this challenging, I might hesitate to apply for therapy.”

    “Don’t be modest, Smiley,” Zhou Xiao Zhen said, putting her arm around Yu Xiao’s shoulder. “You just witnessed it; you’re now the hero of the entire Fourth Hospital, really saving face for our Sixth Hospital!”

    Yu Xiao: “…”

    What’s the point of saving face? With this energy, I might as well draw a few more talismans.

    Yu Xiao grabbed her phone, opened her collection of step-by-step talisman-drawing tutorials, and started searching for new talismans. That’s when she stumbled upon a【Healing Crisis Talisman】(疗危患符). This talisman didn’t fall under the category of offensive attack talismans; it was for healing. The original poster highly recommended it, claiming it was essential for home and travel.

    The Healing Crisis Talisman, as its name implies, served as a charm for treating illnesses and injuries. The OP also mentioned that this talisman did not possess the power to resurrect the dead; it was not that extraordinary. Severe injuries could not be completely healed either. However, for minor ailments and injuries, using this talisman would result in immediate recovery, and it also provided some relief for major injuries and illnesses.

    Yu Xiao’s greatest desire in her entire life had been to live a few more years. With a talisman like this, she absolutely could not afford to miss it. So, she dedicated her time to diligently drawing talismans.

    Zhou Xiao Zhen and Zhao Lan did not disturb her at all. In fact, halfway through the process, Zhou Xiao Zhen even brought her a glass of water. It wasn’t until dinner time that Yu Xiao’s talisman-drawing endeavour was interrupted by a knock on the door.

    Since they had a filling breakfast, none of them had eaten lunch. By now, they were all hungry, and Precious took the initiative to stand up and said, “I’ll go get the food!”

    Zhao Lan gently advised, “Eat a little less; eating too much at night can lead to weight gain.” Sёarch* The Novёl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    “Rest assured, am I the kind of person who lacks common sense?” Zhou Xiao Zhen walked towards the door and said, “This is where the Deaf Descendant lives, right? The one with Saint Elizabeth as the Dean. Just be sensible and hand over the food without causing a ruckus.”

    “……”

    Zhou Xiao Zhen returned with a heavy bag, with an oddly shaped object on top. “This bag is quite burdensome to carry. I wonder what’s inside.”

    The bag appeared plain and white, but its shape hinted at something irregular. Zhao Lan took charge and untaid the bag.

    A delicious aroma filled the air as a towering stack of lunchboxes was revealed. At the top sat a pair of sunglasses, seemingly ordinary but with slightly worn lenses, giving off a budget-friendly vibe.

    “Did the delivery person accidently lose them?” Zhou Xiao Zhen immediately questioned.

    Yu Xiao picked up the sunglasses. “Do ghosts even wear sunglasses?”

    Zhou Xiao Zhen chimed in, “Maybe it’s just for a cool look?”

    “Let’s not speculate.” Zhao Lan redirected their attention to the bag’s contents. “There’s a large piece of paper here that you all ignored. It’s quite disrespectful, I must say.”

    Picking up the paper, Zhao Lan read aloud, “Name: Tie Niu (铁牛: “Iron Bull”). Gender: Male. Previous roles: First hospital canteen, Second hospital canteen, Third hospital canteen, Fourth hospital canteen, Fifth… He’s worked at every hospital canteen. It seems like he’s done with working in canteens and is searching for a new opportunity gig.”

    “Loads of work experience,” Yu Xiao shook her head, “In a perfect world, maybe his efforts would have persuaded me. But alas, here I was, treading on shaky ground. If I pulled strings to land him a gig, and George had ratted me out, I would have been in hot water. The last place I wanted to end up was in the medical dispute office.”

    “What’s next?” Zhao Lan kept reading, “X-ray specs, good for three peeks a day. When you put them on, you could peer through anything in your way.”

    “…What the hell?” Yu Xiao was taken aback.

    Zhao Lan: “Whoa!”

    Zhou Xiao Zhen: “Is this for real?”

    Cutting to the chase, Yu Xiao felt a spark of interest. After all, who would complain about having too many props?

    “This is flat-out bribery,” Zhao Lan shook her head, “Even spirits aren’t immune. Society is really going downhill.”

    “He’s hustling to switch gigs; how can I turn him down?” Yu Xiao sighed.

    Zhou Xiao Zhen was a bit puzzled, “But, Smiley, you just said you can’t abuse your authority. Aren’t you worried George will rat you out?”

    Yu Xiao widened her eyes, “Abuse of authority? I’m just staying within my boundaries, lending a hand to a hardworking, straightforward, and upbeat… ghost.”

    Zhou Xiao Zhen was genuinely shocked, “So, is this what grown-up hypocrisy looks like?”

    “Hey, you’re off the mark, Precious,” Zhao Lan asserted, her tone dead serious, “This falls under the flexible moral code of adults.”

    She then shifted her focus to Yu Xiao, a smirk playing on her lips, “Smiley, have you decided how to silence George? Do you have a plan?”

    Yu Xiao grinned, oozing confidence as she pulled out her phone.

    And then George hung up.

    Undeterred, Yu Xiao redialed.

    George hung up again.

    Persistently, Yu Xiao dialled once more…

    On the fifth try, George begrudgingly picked up, “Yes?”

    “Why did you abandon me like that? Seriously, it hurt,” Yu Xiao whined, irritation coating her words.

    Silence stretched for a full three minutes. George’s voice, cold and restrained, finally cut through, “Do you want something?”

    “Yep,” Yu Xiao replied, unfazed, “I have a ghost here who wants to work at St. Elizabeth’s. Can you arrange it?”

    “Do you even know what you’re messing with?” George’s voice remained icy, “Don’t you want to live?”

    “I believe,” Yu Xiao earnestly analysed, “this thing isn’t much of a problem, as long as you keep quiet, there won’t be any issues.”

    George chuckled, “What if I get the itch to talk?”

    “Ah, in that case, we’ll address it at the medical dispute office,” Yu Xiao retorted. “We can sit down face-to-face about your overly enthusiastic efforts in assisting me to off the former dean.”