The laughing Buddha urged them on, his chest marked with a bloodstained gash over a foot long, slashed by a thermometer.
It was just the admission process, and everyone was already exhausted. If we stay here, dying from torture seems inevitable.
"Go back and clean your wards, keep them tidy, stay quiet, and avoid doing anything that might irritate the nurses!"
Lin Baici instructed. Seeing further attempts to argue, his face darkened: "How can we act without any intel?"
"From now on, it looks like acting as proper patients is our only option. Maybe they'll treat us a little better."
"Enough. I don't want to waste any more words. Get out!"
Lin Baici chased them away.
"Brother Lin's annoyed. Just leave already!"
Su Manni approached, intending to shut the door.
Pony and his group gave Su Manni a glance, thinking to themselves, You're sharing a ward with Lin Baici, close enough to reap benefits. Of course you're not worried.
What about the rest of us?
