Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

The clinic's special layout makes it difficult for daylight to penetrate into the building.

The light in the long corridor with wooden floors is very dim, and it creaks when people walk through it.

On the wall, there are kerosene lamps hung at regular intervals, and there are oil paintings composed of red and yellow.

The doors of the wards on both sides of the corridor were closed tightly, and the doors were painted with layers of white paint, as if to cover up some traces.

Wails and groans could be heard in the ward.

Echoing in the corridor, it seemed to be intertwined into a duet full of pain and torture.

"You may not be able to get cured even if you enter a clinic..."

Cheng Shen shook his head slightly.

Chide, a medical assistant in a white coat, restrained his ugly manner towards patients and said flatteringly: "The director is reviewing his patient. Please wait in this room for a moment."

"Don't you care about the patients outside?"

Cheng Shen asked.

"This..." Chide paused after hearing this, and said: "It's not that we don't want to take care of them... but there are only four Dr. Crow who are officially employed in the clinic at present, and even patients with money can't take care of them..."

"And no doctor wants to waste his precious time on poor people."

When he spoke, he looked at Cheng Shen's eyes tentatively, but after just one glance, he was immediately frightened and looked away. The frightening purple light coming out from behind the mask seemed to contain the most desperate and terrifying scenes.

"Allowing them to gather outside the door will always have a negative impact."

Cheng Shen said softly.

Chide said: "Don't worry, they don't dare to cause trouble! Those who dare to cause trouble here will die faster than the disease will find them!"

"I did not mean that."

Cheng Shen said.

"Then what do you want to express?" A tired voice came from behind, and Chide immediately bowed and saluted, "Dean."

Cheng Shen turned his head.

A man wearing the same crow mask as him stood behind him, but his mask was dark black. He wore a loose gray robe made of oilcloth, covering his body tightly.

black crow.

The opponent's rank is one level higher than his.

Cheng Shen took off his hat and saluted slightly. In every clinic in Xiacheng District, there will be a doctor with the black crow rank as the director, and his attitude will also affect whether he can find a job and the efficiency of earning performance.

"I believe that as a doctor, you cannot ignore death."

He then said.

"You are willing to die?" Dean Griffin walked straight past him and walked into a nearby room, "Young man with faith. I used to have the same idea as you, do you know why I have changed now?

"

"Is it because of performance?"

Cheng Shen asked pretending not to understand.

The role he plays now is that of an aspiring young man who has just entered society and is full of faith and decides to change something.

This kind of personality is also more in line with what he will do next.

"Part of it." Griffin took off his mask and hung it on a hanger nearby, revealing a weathered middle-aged face. He took a sip from the water bottle handed over by Kidder.

"Because I discovered that there is a disease in this world that can never be cured."

"It's the disease of poverty."

"The root cause of this disease does not lie with the patient, nor is it something we can change, but because of the high wall that protects the growth of corruption."

He said softly.

"Dean..."

Chide suddenly turned pale with fright.

"What are you afraid of?" Griffin said sarcastically: "The lower city is already a place abandoned by them, they can still hear the sounds here?"

"I will definitely welcome you to take up the post. Every time I have one more doctor, I can improve my performance."

Griffin turned around and said:

"But I just want to remind you that since you are here, you'd better put away your unrealistic fantasies. If you really want to change something, you should work hard to earn performance and climb to a higher position.

When you gain some rights..."

He smiled, with a complicated expression, and then said: "You will understand better that this city has become hopeless."

Cheng Shen stood there calmly and said nothing.

"Quite stubborn."

Griffin laughed out loud, "Me too, why am I telling you this now? I hope you can keep this stubbornness."

He opened the desk drawer, took out a piece of fire paint the size of a fingernail, put it in a dropper-shaped container and placed it on an oil lamp to melt.

Then he dropped melted red paint on Cheng Shen's concrete resume, and Griffin pressed it on with one side of the ring he wore on his right hand.

Dude.

A solid imprint was immediately left on the paper resume.

【Your professional resume has been updated!】

…

"From now on, you are an official member of the clinic. It just so happens that the clinic has admitted a new patient, and the consultation fee is quite high, so I will leave it to you."

Griffin took out a case study.

"But didn't that patient already say that he would hand it over to the black poisonous doctor..."

Chide reminded hesitantly.

"Let him deal with the few patients he has first." Griffin frowned upon hearing this.

"You will arrange an assistant for the Faceless Doctor first."

"Wait..." Cheng Shen suddenly said: "I can try to treat patients outside the clinic first, just to gain experience for myself."

"You..."

Griffin covered his forehead with a headache.

"ah!

!”

A hoarse scream suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Cheng Shen turned around and walked out of the room.

There was a clanging sound, and the door of a ward suddenly opened. A woman wearing a blood-stained hospital gown, her face half uncovered, and a scalpel hanging on her skin ran out like crazy.

"Stop her quickly...!"

Then a bloated and panting Dr. Crow ran out of the consulting room.

Griffin followed him out, saw this scene, and immediately shouted angrily, "Why didn't you give her the magic weed!?"

"She didn't have any money for the psychedelic weed! Damn it! She swore that she could endure the pain, but she still went crazy! Damn it!"

The fat man cursed angrily.

The woman who escaped was quickly restrained by several caregivers. Her entire face was covered in blood and flesh, and she was still wailing in pain, shouting things like "I'm dead."

"You won't be given anesthesia without paying for it? Whether the patient can endure the pain is something she can decide for herself?"

Cheng Shen questioned.

"Who are you!?"

The fat man looked at him with wide eyes.

"Hiss..." Griffin had just understood Cheng Shen's character. Hearing this, he felt even more headache. He hurriedly said: "This is Wu Mian, the new doctor... Black Poison, please arrange this patient properly first. Wait a moment."

I’ll introduce it to you again!”

"Since you are new here, keep your mouth shut... Dean, you have to teach him the rules of this clinic!"

Heidu still refused to give face.

"rule?"

Cheng Shen did not intensify the incident further, but looked at him with an increasingly cold look.

"Take her back to me! I'll give her a good treatment!"

Black Poison turned around and shouted in a bad tone.

The woman's hands and feet were restrained by several strong caregivers and she no longer had the strength to struggle. Her face was bleeding profusely and her eyes were gradually turning gray.

The madness just now has come back to light.

Griffin shook his head and said: "You will often see this kind of scene in the future. The psychedelic grass is a quota given by the above, and every doctor is rationed every month. The practice of black poison is actually understandable...

…”

"You don't have to explain it to him."

Cheng Shen said.

"That's not true... Hei Po's performance next month will be enough for one thousand. His brother is serving in the Holy Court and he can easily pass the assessment. By then he will be a Black Crow with a higher status than you. If you offend him, he will treat you badly."

No benefit."

Griffin reminded.

"next month?"

Cheng Shen repeated in a calm voice.

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