The horror game has arrived, the whole world is in panic, and humans have become the blood prey of evil spirits.
Until Lin Che, a "universal doctor" who had just come out of the mental hospital, mistakenly entered the copy carrying a silver consultation box.
In the eyes of others, this is a forbidden place of death;
In Lin Che's eyes, all the "cases to be diagnosed" and "precious medical consumables" were running around the floor.
Faced with the red-clothed devil demanding his life:
Lin Che pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses: "Severe facial burns accompanied by mania? It is recommended to perform skin grafting surgery and remove the frontal lobe at the same time."
Facing the S-class zombie king:
Lin Che raised the modified photon scalpel: "Stiff joints, bone hyperplasia? Don't move, I'll replace it with a stainless steel one."
Facing the immortal cultivator's flying sword:
Lin Che turned on the nuclear magnetic resonance machine: "Intrusion of metal foreign objects? Suck it out and take off your golden elixir to use as a backup battery."
Later, the painting style completely collapsed:
The SSS-level Fengdu Ghost Emperor wears a white coat as an intern here, and is deducted points for failing to wash his hands every day;
The indescribable Collector of the Abyss serves as the head nurse here, and his eight tentacles are responsible for delivering hemostatic forceps;
The divine girl with the will of the world transferred the entire horror world to him in order to offset the surgery fee.
Lin Che: "The purpose of our Ping An Sanatorium is - as long as you still have breath (or ghost energy), I can treat you to be docile."
Ghosts: "Please! I'm not sick! I won't register! I want to be discharged!!!"
