Han Que is the best therapist, bar none.
Everyone in the sanatorium knew that the rule of the world that had befallen him was to sing to a pot of grass every four o'clock in the afternoon.
It's nothing, Han Que is very calm.
Compared with weird things like rushing to the ward to give the patient Tianwang Buxin Dan because of hearing the sound of Peking Opera, or seeing the figure of the Hanged Man at the vent.
Singing is easy.
But something bad happened. The dean's self-exposure and the mutation of the development project not only disrupted the rules of the world, but also affected Han Que's promotion path.
Han Que: At the beginning, I just wanted to follow the steps step by step. I really didn't want to reach the top in one step.
Destiny: No, you think.
Cursed Black Cat: If you don't want to, then I will?
After gradually solving the mystery and uncovering the truth, Han Que did not want to understand and could not understand the operations and mentality of these Tianlong people. He had lived a good life in this world for a long time, so why should he continue to take risks?
Until he saw the Tianlong people turning the sanatorium into a hell camp, and the black cat was also dying due to injuries.
Han Que: Oh, that won't work, I'll do it.
#Our purpose is to give the enemy wine and arsenic#
Tsundere Bingshan is fucked by sunshine and cheerful sex
Note: Updated every other day
Concept: Love is trust and symbiosis beyond form
