Hospital 444

Dai Lin truly hoped that Gao Heyann could provide him with an answer that would put his mind at ease.

He had no desire to associate any of his relatives with the curse, let alone contemplate whether he should send Dai Ming to Hospital 444 for treatment.

Dai Lin naturally was not a saint either; for those who had already come to the hospital to register for treatment, he could only try to reduce the number of Spiritual Therapy Points they had to pay, as it wasn’t feasible to keep them from coming to the hospital. However, when it came to his own relatives, it was a different matter entirely.

Although his relationship with this cousin was just average, his uncle and aunt had taken special care of him from a young age and treated him exceptionally well.

"Why do you ask that?" Gao Heyann keenly caught the change in Dai Lin’s expression and said, "Have you encountered such cases in the outpatient clinic? Do you suspect it might be a ghost?"

"I... I’m not sure." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"If you’re not sure in your diagnosis, have the patient go to the imaging department first. Misdiagnoses in outpatient clinics are actually hard to avoid, so don’t feel too pressured."

In fact, Gao Heyann also felt that letting Dai Lin sit in the clinic alone so soon was indeed inappropriate. His clinical experience was still too little; his focus should be on learning, not running an outpatient clinic independently. Nevertheless, she also understood what drove her brother-in-law to make such a decision.

"Dai Lin," Gao Heyann reminded him, "remember... as a resident doctor, you have the right to prescribe. But you must be extremely careful when you prescribe charms."

Charms... Dai Lin did consider it, but at this stage, he didn’t even know what kind of charm would be appropriate. He didn’t even know what curse had befallen Dai Ming.

Meanwhile, Dai Ming looked at the Ming Yu before him and said, "So, our experiences are exactly the same... right?"

"If there’s anything different," Ming Yu looked at Dai Ming’s hand, "I never gave up my paintbrush. You... you stopped painting afterward, didn’t you?"

"I... I feel very scared."

Admitting such a thing to a woman was indeed a bit embarrassing. But at this point, Dai Ming couldn’t care less about that anymore.

He wanted to share all the fears he had back then.

"Do you ever get the feeling, when you’re painting... that picture, looking at that woman who has become a rotting corpse, even though we drew her ourselves, she seems to be looking back at us!"

As he uttered this sentence, Dai Ming felt much more relieved.

Even in front of Dai Lin, he only glossed over this point and didn’t elaborate. It was only in front of Ming Yu that he told the truth.

As he spoke, Ming Yu took off the hat on her head.

It seemed she wanted to use this action to cover her facial features.

"You... you... you think so too?"

Ming Yu almost failed to hold onto the hat in her hand.

Dai Ming gasped when he heard the word "also" slip from Ming Yu’s mouth.

He had always been afraid to share this thought with others because he feared they would think he had a mental problem, experienced hallucinations, or suffered from paranoid delusions.

Now, he could finally be sure it wasn’t just him who felt this way!

Ming Yu wasn’t from City W; they didn’t know each other before and had no connection whatsoever. Neither had any opportunity to learn about the secret behind the painting. Dai Ming’s parents had never told anyone about it, and Ming Yu’s painting was publicly displayed for the first time, and she had exhibited only that one piece.

"Do you feel the same way?"

"Come with me!"

Then, Ming Yu grabbed Dai Ming’s hand and rushed out of the restaurant.

Dai Lin immediately tracked the two of them, easily looking through all walls, and watched as they got on the elevator and followed the ascending elevator.

Gao Heyann watched Dai Lin in confusion, unsure why he was looking up.

"What are you looking at? Dai Lin?"

Dai Lin’s vision was now much clearer than before as he looked into the distance.

He said to Gao Heyann, "I... I just want to see what those two are about to... "

Right after that, Dai Lin saw the two go to the fourth floor, exit the elevator, and then...

Directly enter a hotel room!

Dai Lin immediately withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

"What’s wrong?"

Gao Heyann watched Dai Lin, clueless.

"It’s, it’s nothing..."

If Dai Lin had kept watching, he feared he might witness some indescribable scenes.

But in truth...

Having entered the hotel room, Ming Yu pointed at the easel and the paints in the room.

"Can you... try painting again?"

Ming Yu looked at Dai Ming with pleading eyes and said, "I never thought I’d find someone like you."

"No, no, no!"

Looking at the easel in front of him, Dai Ming backed away quickly as if he had seen a prehistoric monster, saying, "I, I don’t want to! I don’t want to paint that female ghost ever again!"

"Mr. Dai... please," Ming Yu grabbed Dai Ming, saying, "I want to see you paint for me, you can definitely do it, right? If you can paint..."

"If I can paint?"

"Then I won’t be the only freak." Ming Yu said, tears streaming down her face: "I’m just like you, I really love to draw. But other than this woman, I can’t paint anything else, so there’s no way I could... apply to the fine arts department."

On this point... Dai Ming could deeply empathize with Ming Yu.

"You’re right," Ming Yu continued, "When I draw, I get really scared of painting the eyes of that female ghost. But once I start, I just can’t stop. If I don’t finish it completely, it feels as unbearable as when someone with OCD sees something asymmetrical."

Dai Ming immediately nodded upon hearing this.

"Yes, yes... you’re right, that’s exactly the feeling!"

It really was like an obsessive-compulsion...

Once started, one couldn’t stop...

If left incomplete, it would feel truly unbearable...

So out of fear, Dai Ming had his parents lock up all his painting supplies.

"It’s no good..."

Dai Ming, looking at the easel and the palette beside it, shook his head desperately: "I don’t want to paint... don’t force me!"

Ming Yu sighed.

"Alright."

She sat down on the bed and said, "I can’t paint anything else, but I still want to draw. Maybe one day, I’ll be able to paint something different."

Dai Ming looked at Ming Yu’s listless expression and asked, "The painting at the art exhibition... when did you paint it?"

Ming Yu replied, "Half a year ago."

"And now, are you still painting?"

"Yes."

"I don’t know if it’s just my imagination... but I always feel like she’s become more terrifying than before..."

Suddenly, Ming Yu walked up to the easel, picked up a brush... and then, she began to outline the lines.

"You..."

"Let me show you what she looks like now, the one I’m painting..."

Hospital 444.

Xie Chengjun was still working overtime in his office.

Right now, he was in a video call with Song Min using his own computer.

"I’ll be home late. During this time, you can properly test Dai Lin for me. As subordinates, we need to relieve the director of his worries. Some tasks, even if he doesn’t instruct them directly, we should see through to completion."

"Mm, I understand. I also have my own plan on how to proceed."

If Dai Lin were there, he would have noticed that Xie Chengjun’s tone of speaking was completely different from before.

"The test is just a pretense, right? Through this exam, our department plans to find a way to recover Director Li’s remains, right?"

Song Min’s face darkened slightly.

"I still prefer you when you talk too much."

Xie Chengjun nodded and said, "I will get right on it."