# Master Surgeon #Cthulhu #Abyssal Corruption #Medical Power Fantasy
During a late-night emergency shift, I opened a patient's chest, only to see the beating aorta transform into a giant tentacle covered in phosphorescent suckers!
My colleagues say I'm a surgical machine, saving countless patients with terminal illnesses with a flick of my scalpel.
Only I know that the bacteria I see have twisted into non-Euclidean shapes, the monitor's waveforms are shrieking ghosts, and the surgical lights conceal the whispers of an ancient age.
Drug-resistant infection? That's corruption from the abyss!
A rare parasite? That's a larva of the Colors from Beyond!
When I use my “hallucinations” to predict blood clots and remove metastases invisible even on a CT scan, becoming a legend in the medical world,
Director Zhou Ming's gaze grows colder, strange inscriptions seep through the walls of the hospital basement,
and translucent fish scales slowly appear on my sleeping son's forehead.
“Even my child... You won't spare him either?”
