Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Xuan Wen put away her smile. She radiated no warmth or kindness anymore. She stared at the screen seriously. She checked to make sure she got everything right.
Gao Ming had been to the back building of Li San Hospital half a year ago. He was there, not as a patient. He might been chosen by the shadow world back then.
“Erm…” Chen Meng looked at the paused video. He did not see himself or his doctor. It was another person. “Aren’t we here to treat me? Did you get this wrong?” As a patient, Chen Meng didn’t want to interrupt, but Xuan Wen was treating this with such severity that Chen Meng felt like he could be dead the next second.
“Every time you can’t sleep, someone around you will die, but you’ll always be fine. Therefore, you are fine.” Xuan Wen shushed Chen Meng. She took out a headphone and connected it to the old computer. Xuan Wen pressed the play button. She stared with such focus. The video continued to play. The ward door opened. Gao Ming entered the ward in his uniform. Dust danced in the light. There was no smell of disinfectant but a strange smell of decay. Gao Ming frowned slightly. He held the resit for the medicine as he looked at Chen Meng, who was receiving treatment.
“How can an outsider walk into this place so easily?” Chen Meng was panicking because he just laid his darkest secret on the table.
“I’m a doctor too. You can continue.” Gao Ming scanned the room. There were five seats in the room. There were two beside the table, two beside the window and one beside the bookshelf that was hidden in the shadow. Without much consideration, Gao Ming took the seat in the shadow. He was fully enveloped in the dark.
“Are you a doctor here too?” Chen Meng’s expression was not as natural as earlier.
“Mr. Chen, I think I got a grasp of your illness already. Please wait a moment.” The doctor opposite Chen Meng seemed to be surprised by Gao Ming’s appearance as well. He smiled, “You said you are a doctor, but only those with serious mental illness will come to me.”
“Ever since Hen Shan Penitentiary got
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