Chapter 6: The System's Bug!

"What are you doing, Old Five?"

"Third Brother, didn't you say that we can't let anyone else know how we get out?

Wouldn't we be exposed if we don't knock him out? "

"Is Old Six someone else?"

"Moreover, now isn't the time to knock him out … or are we supposed to carry him out?"

"Ah, well …"

Pockmarked Wang appeared embarrassed beneath his stockings, and whispered, "Should I wake Old Six up first?"

The trio with stockings over their heads were none other than Zhang San, Li Si, and Pockmarked Wang, who were locked up in the small black room.

Li Si, who had always been taciturn, stepped forward at the mention of waking Jiang He up.

"I'll do it!"

"My yellow piss would definitely wake him up."

"Don't … why wake him up when he's already unconscious?

Why don't we do it again later? "

"We snuck out of the detention room, let's go … we still have to go back later."

…

Jiang He felt groggy as if he had transmigrated again.

Even as he groggily drifted off, he vaguely felt as if he was in a lively night market.

The stall owner's cries, car horns, music, and the sound of rolling dice … all sorts of sounds were mixed together, along with the tantalizing smell of barbecue. One could not help being tempted, salivating unwittingly from the corner of one's mouth.

"Wake up, Jiang He! It's time for your medicine!"

"Eh?"

Jiang He opened his eyes groggily to find a fierce-looking woman.

Specially hired medicine feeding nurse!

"What the hell!"

Jiang He jumped out of bed with a start.

Wiping off the saliva at the corner of his mouth, he looked around blankly and muttered, "Hold on … this is Ward 207?

Didn't … didn't I go out for some skewers and drinks? "

I …

When did I come back?

Rubbing his aching neck, Jiang He felt as if everything was a dream. He felt as if he had gone to the night market, and yet not, and could not help asking, "Did I drink too much?"

"What kind of dream are you having?"

The chubby nurse slapped his medicine on the table and barked, "Take your medicine!"

[Ding!]

"Use the right medicine. Strength + 10kg."

After finishing his medicine, Jiang He called out to the chubby nurse who was about to leave, asking, "Nurse, can we talk about this? Can I take this medicine five times instead of three?"

"???"

The fat nurse was shocked.

This …

Wasn't this request a little too ridiculous?

She was starting to regret accepting the "special offer" from Anning Mental Hospital … She felt that if she had worked here for a few more years, she might have gone crazy as well!

Ignoring Jiang He.

After the chubby nurse left the room, she took out her notebook and wrote again, "Patient Jiang He of Ward 207. His condition is suspected to have worsened."

"Sigh!"

Though it was within his expectations, Jiang He still found it a pity. Sighing, he said, "Using medicine rationally … I should be using medicine according to the doctor's instructions. I'm taking medicine three times a day now, and if the doctor could change that to five times … I would gain 50kg of strength every day."

However, the doctor would not easily agree to such a request.

The face of the young physician named Feng Shaoyu then appeared in Jiang He's mind, and he could not help thinking, 'I wonder if he would agree to help me change my medical advice if I put a knife to his neck and negotiate with him …'

After taking the medicine.

It was time for breakfast.

Breakfast in the mental hospital was very simple.

There was a bowl of porridge and two big buns.

One of the buns was stuffed with eggplant, while the other was stuffed with fungus and vermicelli.

[Eat rationally. Strength + 10kg.]After breakfast, Jiang He left the inpatient department and went for a 20-minute morning run.

[Ding!]

[Exercise rationally. Strength + 10kg.]After his morning run.

Jiang He slipped into the back kitchen of the mental hospital's cafeteria and took out a cleaver.

Hiding it in his mental hospital gown, Jiang He caught a patient and asked, "Hello, do you know where Doctor Feng Shaoyu is?"

He asked seven patients at once.

Those patients were either full of nonsense or completely ignoring Jiang He.

There was also a pretty female patient who seemed to have been provoked by something, and was smiling foolishly at the sight of Jiang He. A trail of mucus hung by her lips, and she sucked it up as hard as she could, only for it to flow out of her other nostril.

"Slurp!"

Her tongue curled to clear the mucus, and she lunged at Jiang He with open arms, yelling, "Giegie … hug!"

"What the hell!"

Jiang He shuddered and kicked the mental patient to the ground, before turning to run.

He then ran into a building.

Jiang He looked up …"Eh?"

"Doctor Feng!"

He happened to find Feng Shaoyu chatting with a nurse.

Feng Shaoyu's face tightened at the sight of Jiang He, and a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face. "What a coincidence, Jiang He!"

"What coincidence?"

Jiang He chuckled. "I'm here to see you … where's your office, Doctor Feng?

I have a few things I want to talk to you about. "

He walked up, put his arm around Feng Shaoyu's shoulder, and dragged him away without a word.

Feng Shaoyu turned around and winked at the nurse, telling her to get the security guards.

The nurse did a double take before blushing, clutching her face as she cried inwardly, "Aaaaaah … is … is Doctor Feng hinting at something?

He winked three times … is he hinting that I have to meet him at three in the evening? "

"Doctor Feng is so flirtatious … but I like it!"

The young nurse turned around and ran away.

Feng Shaoyu could not help breathing a sigh of relief at the sight. He would not be afraid of Jiang He once security arrived!

Ready to calm Jiang He down, he led him to his office and sat on his chair, crossing his legs. "What do you want, Jiang He?

I'm busy with work, so just say it! "

Jiang He replied, "Doctor Feng, it's like this … I want you to change my doctor's advice."

"Change your doctor's advice?"

Feng Shaoyu quickly shook his head. "No, no. Your medicine is prescribed by the chief, and I don't have the right to change his advice."

"Is that so?"

Jiang He blinked as an idea occurred to him, and he promptly drew out the cleaver hidden under his psycho suit, saying, "Then give me another doctor's note … I just have to randomly write some medicine that won't harm me!"

"…"

Feng Shaoyu was almost in tears.

"Don't … Jiang He, Brother Jiang … no … you're my uncle!"

"Uncle Jiang, it's useless even if I write a doctor's advice. What should I do if the pharmacy won't give me medicine?"

Jiang He put the cleaver on Feng Shaoyu's neck and asked, "You don't have medicine here?"

"No …"

"Really?"

"Yes … yes!"

Feng Shaoyu pulled open a drawer to find three white medicine bottles inside, and sobbed, "But these are twenty-four-flavored rehmannia pills, which nourish yin and nourish the kidneys. It won't help your condition!"

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he tightened his grip on the cleaver. "That's it. Write a doctor's advice …"

"How … how should I write it?"

"I say, you write … three meals a day, no, eight meals a day!"

"How many pills are there in this box?"

"A hundred, right?

Then I'll make it three. "

Jiang He snatched all three bottles and forced Feng Shaoyu to write a doctor's advice for him.

Impatiently, he ate three twenty-four-flavored rehmannia pills …[Ding!]

[Use medicine reasonably. Strength + 10kg.]A System Notification jingled in his head.

The BUG card worked!

Jiang He's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Doctor Feng."

Stuffing the medicine and advice into his pocket, he hurried out of the office.

"Damn it!

That lunatic is too dangerous! "

Feng Shaoyu slammed his fist on his desk and whipped out his phone, intending to call security … but Jiang He had returned before the call went through.

Without another word, he pinned Feng Shaoyu down and snatched his phone. He stripped Feng Shaoyu's clothes and took a few photos. "Doctor Feng, your phone is mine now …" Feng Shaoyu chuckled.

"I believe you know what to do, Doctor Feng."

"You better keep your mouth shut!"

"You wouldn't want the pictures in your phone to be leaked, would you?"

With that, he left the office.

Jiang He stood outside for dozens of seconds.

Still, he could not bear to hear the wailing from inside, and muttered, "Hold on … how could I do such a cruel thing?

Could I have been affected by the psychotic genes hidden in the body of the original owner of this body? "