Hospital 444

Fang Zhou was somewhat taken aback when he saw Song Min.

"Director Song, what are you doing here?"

Song Min’s smile was pleasant, but the closer she got to Fang Zhou, the more oppressive he felt.

Those who could become department directors were the most outstanding doctors in the hospital, and Song Min was even further, standing at the pinnacle of the surgical department directors. In front of her, Fang Zhou could only be considered a junior.

"Director Song, I have some business to attend to, please excuse me."

As he turned around, he heard Song Min’s voice, "That person... that young man who has predictive dreams, where is he?"

It really was Director Song, wasn’t it?

She wouldn’t hesitate to block the hospital’s exits with ghosts just to find Luo Ren, Fang Zhou doubted she intended to kindly send Luo Ren to the hospital for treatment.

Fang Zhou turned around and said, "My relationship with him is ordinary. We just met by chance and I don’t have his contact information."

"Vice Director Fang..."

Song Min’s smile began to fade little by little, "You should be very clear about what my curse object is, and what my abilities are. Don’t even think about escaping."

Fang Zhou’s hands, his fingernails instantly turned red and quickly started growing longer.

"What do you mean by that, Director Song?"

Although the two major factions had always been openly and secretly fighting, they generally would not resort to violence unless it was absolutely necessary.

This was the unspoken understanding between both parties. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

However, it looked like Song Min was not likely to let him go so easily at this moment.

"Fang Zhou, I could have completely become the head of the Department of Fierce Spirits. Do you think... that you are a match for me? Hand over that person, and everything will be as if it never happened."

"Director Song, if you want the person from me, you need a legitimate reason, don’t you? You are currently the head of the Wraith Surgery Department, while I am the deputy head of the Department of Fierce Spirits, and I only follow the orders of Vice President Han Ming, who is the head of the Department of Fierce Spirits."

"How about this," Song Min outstretched three fingers, "I offer you three sheets of diary paper, and if the diary reveals a future that is against your favor, you can come to me every time, and I will change that unfavorable future for you. Isn’t that a good deal?"

Clearly, Song Min did not want to physically attack Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou didn’t hesitate at all and raised his right hand, slashing harshly across the back of his left hand!

Song Min immediately felt a pang of pain on the back of her left hand!

"Director Song," Fang Zhou also knew that playing dumb was impossible now, the more generous the terms offered by Song Min, the more it proved that she had ulterior motives, "I believe in living in the present and I’m not that interested in predicting the future."

Song Min lifted her hand, looked at the blood on it, and her gaze began to change.

In her tenure at Hospital 444, there were few doctors who dared to lay hands on her.

"The last person who dared to hit me without a second word was Feng Xiao. But unfortunately, you don’t have his strength."

The Feng Xiao mentioned by Song Min was the deputy head of the Curse Object Department, Vice President Fang Shen’s right-hand man. When general doctors discussed the hospital’s doctors’ rankings, they wouldn’t consider Curse Object Department Doctors since they didn’t perform surgeries nor participate in treatment and rarely confronted ghosts directly. They all didn’t know that Feng Xiao dared to move against Song Min; otherwise, he would have definitely been included in the list of the top ten doctors in the hospital.

Song Min lifted her hand, ice in her voice, "Vice Director Fang, since you have made such a choice, don’t blame me."

She grabbed the wound on her hand and tore lightly... The skin torn off immediately turned into a page of diary paper! Then, her hand became as smooth as before.

Fang Zhou knew... No matter how many injuries Song Min sustained, they would all turn into sheets of diary paper in the end. Her cursed object was a diary that could predict the future all by itself.

He placed his hands behind his back and took out his phone. Then, the wound on the back of his left hand suddenly slowly split open, turning into an eye!

The eye looked at the phone screen, facilitating Fang Zhou’s use of the phone with his right hand, and he called Lu Yuqing.

After the phone was answered, Fang Zhou shouted, "Director Song! In the next two minutes, I will successfully help that person escape this hospital!"

Fang Zhou was aware that their only advantage was...

Song Min only knew Luo Ren’s appearance, not his name!

Without knowing the name and only knowing the appearance, only a random future diary entry could be generated with longer intervals in between.

And at Fang Zhou’s level of ability, it was quite difficult for Song Min to predict his future with the future diary unless Fang Zhou held the diary paper himself and wished to know his own future.

Song Min did not have the habit of underestimating others. She immediately became alert and asked, "Two minutes, what are you planning... What are you doing?"

At that moment, Fang Zhou pierced his sharp fingernails violently into his own eyes!

At that instant, Song Min felt an excruciating pain in her eyes, followed by a scream of agony!

The wound had just started to heal when Fang Zhou continued stabbing!

The patients on the road were so frightened that they were agape, and many took out their cell phones to record the scene.

For Fang Zhou, the greatest convenience was that he felt no pain from any injury that caused bleeding, even if he were to puncture his eyeballs. And no matter how much blood he lost, he could replenish it.

As long as a drop of his blood remained on the ground, no matter the distance, he could return to this place through that drop of blood.

Song Min and the Resentful Spirit could definitely share vision at the moment, so the only way to help Lu Yuqing and Luo Ren escape was to make her see nothing!

He was buying time for Luo Ren.

"Escape!" Fang Zhou grabbed his cell phone and shouted, "Hurry and get out of here!"

When Song Min regained her vision, all she could see were the remains of a mummified corpse on the ground.

Song Min immediately rushed to grab Fang Zhou’s cell phone to see whom he had been calling. But... the mummy quickly disappeared into a large pool of fresh blood.

S City, Linde Theater.

Lu Yuqing made a phone call to Dai Lin.

"How did it go?" Dai Lin asked anxiously, "Did you get out?"

"Yes, we got out. We’re in a taxi. It was Dr. Fang who helped us escape. But... things are very bad, our enemy is Director Song Min!"

Upon hearing that it was Song Min, Dai Lin’s heart also tightened. Firstly, he knew how formidable Song Min was, and secondly... Song Min had been kind to him, which left him with complex feelings.

"There will always be a way. You guys hide first... hand the phone to Auntie."

"Okay... understood."

After the phone was passed to Nie Xiuzhu, Dai Lin immediately asked, "Um... Auntie, I wanted to ask you, when Dr. Luo went to Europe for further medical training, did he meet the magician Edward Harland?"

"He never mentioned it to me, but he certainly had many friends in Europe. Dai Lin, what exactly has happened? Why doesn’t Luo Ren want to say anything and insists on taking me away like we’re fleeing?"

"Auntie..." Dai Lin sighed, "This matter... it’s really difficult to explain to you."

Dai Lin thought the biggest clue right now was Dr. Luo Zheng, Luo Ren’s father.

The terrifying future from the prophetic dream must be stopped at all costs!

...

Germany.

Cologne City.

Underneath the shade of a tree, there was a stone with a drop of blood on it.

Soon, that drop of blood gradually expanded into a pool...

When Fang Zhou transformed back from a mummified corpse into a human, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very cautious by nature; having escaped from the ninth hospital, he didn’t go back to Hospital 444, nor did he return to Linde Theater, but instead, he went to where he had left his blood while traveling in Germany in the past.

"Song Min using such a clumsy method to blockade the hospital indicates she doesn’t have any doctors skilled in tracking people beside her. But the blood I left at the hospital could become a medium for a curse, so to be safe, I decided to escape elsewhere."

He came to Germany to prepare for the worst-case scenario; if they had the ability, they were welcome to chase him here!

"I’ll stay here for a while. If no one comes after me, I’ll head back to S City."

It’s night in China now, but here in Germany, it’s still day.

Initially...

He had traveled to Germany with his first wife.

Fang Zhou walked along the Rhine, gazing at the distant Cologne Cathedral.

There... there were too many memories...

For Fang Zhou, if it turned out the misdiagnosed person was actually him and the Demons Department’s diagnosis was correct, did this mean he had delayed his wife’s curse?

Fang Zhou dared not contemplate that possibility...

He strolled slowly to the Cologne Cathedral, beginning to reminisce about those old days...