Doomsday Rise

First People's Hospital, main building.

It is eighteen floors high, which means eighteen heavens. It brings together the most cutting-edge technology, the most advanced equipment and the top medical staff. To put it in exaggerated terms, as long as you are still breathing, you will not die when you come here. . Although this is a bit of a joke, the People's Hospital does deserve its reputation. On weekdays, there is an endless stream of people seeking medical advice. Rich people from other provinces and cities have traveled thousands of miles to come to the People's Hospital. Of course, top-notch medical services correspond to top-notch expenses. Therefore, some people call this place the eighteenth level of hell. When you arrive, you are rich, but when you go back, you are liberated.

Regardless of the name, the level of medical care is undeniable.

The magnificent eighteenth floor. After entering here, you will not feel that it is a hospital. You will only think that it is a luxurious palace and a modern palace. Strict inspection is required to enter here. Ordinary people are not qualified to come up. There are dedicated passages except for a few An expert doctor, even the medical service staff, are all dedicated and are distinguished from ordinary medical staff.

The ground is spotless, and the lights are cleverly distributed in every best position. You won't feel the lights are dazzling, but no matter you look at it from any angle, there will be no blind spots. It is said that the design cost alone for the eighteenth floor was 1.3 billion copper plates, not counting the construction cost. It was a sensation at the time.

Two medical staff walked out of the special ward. There were some medical equipment and bottles and cans on the cart. Both medical staff were female, 22 years old, with slender figures and light steps. They talked quietly as they walked. The girl walking on the left has an oval face and a sweet voice, but her voice sounds a little surprised.

"What kind of big shot is coming this time? He actually used such precious healing fluid."

"Don't you know?" The girl on the right has double eyelids, a little baby fat on her face, and her red face is particularly cute. She glanced at her companion, "It has spread in the hospital. I heard Dr. Liu say that the person who came is from the hospital. The big boss’s son seemed to be too excited when he was having sex with a woman at night and accidentally fell off the bed and broke his arm.”

"A broken arm?" The oval-faced girl's eyes widened, her black and white eyes full of disbelief, "Just a broken arm? That's a B-level treatment solution! The only one in our hospital!"

Therapeutic fluid is the abbreviation of liquid that treats body tissue skills to regenerate and restore. It is divided into four levels: B, C, D, and E. B is the highest level of therapeutic fluid. It can grow missing arms and legs. It is very miraculous, but the price is It's also terrifyingly high. Take the lowest level E-grade healing liquid as an example. One drop costs one gold coin. Generally speaking, those who dare to choose healing liquid must be rich or expensive. Even so, not just rich people can use it. , the amount of therapeutic fluid is scarce, and people who are not of a certain status are not qualified to use it.

Just because the treatment solution is so noble, the oval-shaped face is so shocked. It's just the most common fracture. Just put a plaster on it and it will be fine.

He actually used a treatment solution, and it was a B-grade treatment solution, the last one left in the hospital. This was as ridiculous as a beggar peeing in front of the queen.

"Poverty limits your imagination." Baby Fatty said proudly: "I am the second generation of my young boss. This hospital will belong to my family from now on. Not to mention one portion of B-grade treatment solution, even if it is eight out of ten, I guess in other people’s eyes, it’s not as valuable as one of my own hairs.”

"What a waste, what a waste." The melon-faced man shook his head repeatedly.

Ding! The elevator opened, and the two beauties quickly shut up and stepped aside. Dr. Liu took the lead and walked out. Two nurses pushed a mobile bed one after the other. The two beauties took a careful look and lay on the bed. The person was a young man of about 28 years old, with a thin build, no flesh on his cheeks, pale skin, an impatient look on his face, his legs crossed, and his right arm holding gauze. He should be the culprit of wasting treatment fluid.

The young man looked around, quite bored. Suddenly he saw two caregivers standing aside. His eyes lit up. The staff in the hospital, both men and women, wore masks and wore masks. It was basically impossible to see a person's face clearly. It's possible, but for a real beauty, even showing a smooth forehead or a tapered chin can make people feel stunning.

The two beauties have fair skin, slender figures, and curved fronts and backs. The two thin white thighs under the nurse's uniform are more dazzling than the lights above their heads. Because the young man is lying down, from his angle, he can just see a little more. He was actually not wearing safety pants. This hairstyle surprised him greatly, and his anxious heart instantly became happy.

"You two serve me!"

Doctor Liu stopped and said expressionlessly: "You two, follow me."

"Yes!" The two beauties had no room for rejection and followed behind, but they felt a little strange. Dr. Liu's voice was much hoarse.

In the special ward, various medical machines are shining with colorful indicator lights. In the center, a container not much larger than the bed is filled with about three-quarters of the liquid. It is milky white and has a light aroma, which is very attractive.

"You guys go out and wait outside," Dr. Liu said to the two medical staff pushing the mobile bed. The two people pushed the mobile bed to the edge of the container, bowed, and quietly exited.

"Young master, they both know the steps inside. Leave them to serve you. I'll be next door. If anything happens, I'll come right over. Do you think this arrangement is okay?" Dr. Liu said to the young man respectfully, with solicitude. tone.

"Go, go, you stay here as a man, I'm shy." The young man waved his hand impatiently, hoping that Dr. Liu would leave.

"You must serve the young master well and don't make him unhappy." Dr. Liu warned, then excused himself to the young man and walked to the monitoring room next door.

In the monitoring room, he saw that with the help of two doctors and nurses, the young man took off his clothes. However, the young man was not honest at all during this process. His intact hand either accidentally touched the doctor's thigh or touched it unintentionally. When he touched his chest, the two doctors and nurses obviously had expressions of resistance, but they did not dare to resist.

Fortunately, the young man was worried about his injured hand and didn't go too far, or he wanted to wait until the injury was healed before taking action. When everything was settled and the young man was about to step into the container on the steps, Doctor Liu appeared.

"Master, wait a minute, there is another point that I almost forgot to tell you."

"What's the matter?" The young man looked at Dr. Liu displeased.

"Turn around." Dr. Liu scolded the two beautiful doctors and nurses as he walked past them. The two doctors and nurses thought they were being taken advantage of by the young master, but Dr. Liu saw this and were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Although their work must comply with certain rules when necessary, they are still relatively taboo. Like the identity of the young man, even if he takes the initiative, if something goes wrong, it will definitely be the two of them who are unlucky. At that time, no one cared whether you were the victim. The upper management of the hospital only looked at your identity.

There is a huge difference in status between medical staff and doctors. How can they not be afraid when they hear Dr. Liu's displeased tone?

"It's like this -" Dr. Liu approached the young man and suddenly struck out with a knife on the young man's neck. The young man opened his mouth and passed out before he could make any sound.

"...I know that Young Master's hands are inconvenient, but I still have to remind Young Master not to move around inside, otherwise it will affect the effect. Also, there may be some pain during the treatment. I hope Young Master can bear it..." Dr. Liu warned carefully. , but the movements of his hands were very deft. He took out the rope from the ring and tied up the naked young man in a circle, like a rice dumpling. The mouth was stuffed with smelly socks, and then he gently put it on At the bottom of the other side of the container, there is a metal shelf at the bottom. Unless you turn around and look, you will never find it. It only took less than ten seconds to finish all this. After that, Dr. Liu took off his white coat, hat, mask and thick glasses, and a face that looked like after a fire appeared.

If Yan Deming were here, he would be extremely shocked to learn that this person turned out to be Liu Wei'an who disappeared from the clinic. From a murderer to Dr. Liu.

Liu Wei'an pulled off the gauze wrapped around his body, exposing his bloody skin. He packed these things and threw them into the space ring. He glanced at the two doctors and nurses, who stood with their backs to him. Don't dare to make unnecessary moves at all. He must have developed the habit of being obedient and taking care of me under the doctor's authority over the years.

"...Young master, please go in, I will watch from here." After Liu Wei'an finished speaking, he imitated the young man's voice and responded vaguely, stepped into the container, and lay inside only to discover that this milky white liquid artifact It is so incomparable that even if your mouth and nose are immersed in it, you can still breathe. A gentle and vigorous vitality squeezed in through every cell. Due to the pollution of the smelly sewers, his body's vitality was exhausted and almost withered. He was treated once in a small clinic. No, that is not called treatment. It can only be said to be... A cleanup had slowed down the rate of deterioration, and his body functions were actually still declining, but at this moment, Liu Wei'an felt the hope of recovery.

Huge vitality poured into the body, stimulating the operation of the "Corpse Emperor Sutra" and "Dark Emperor Sutra". This was the first time since the injury that they operated normally. The red air flow burned all bugs and microorganisms that penetrated the body. "Dark Emperor Sutra" Sutra" became more powerful, the black air flow rotated, and the viruses that could kill people in a short period of time were swallowed up. Liu Wei'an's body recovered at an alarming speed, his skin grew back, and his thin face slowly became plump...

Half an hour passed, an hour passed, and two hours passed. The color of the liquid in the container became lighter and lighter. At first, it was milky white and extremely rich. People who entered could only see a blurry shadow. But now, the liquid is very clear. You can almost see the vellus hairs on the skin.

It was at this time that Dr. Liu, who was knocked unconscious and stuffed in the cabinet in the locker room, was discovered by the cleaning lady...