This is too hilarious!

2. Fake school doctor

Inside the medical room.

Bai Hui slowly woke up, smelling the slightly strong disinfectant odor in the air.

After a brief moment of confusion, Bai Hui suddenly sat up, his face looking very pale.

I've time-traveled?!

"You're awake?"

When the resident doctor, Zhang Yan, saw that Bai Hui had woken up and noticed his pale complexion, she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Bai Hui did not answer. Recalling his previous experience, he subconsciously looked around the ceiling.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Zhang Yan asked again.

Couldn't find the 'long-tongued parrot'?

So everything that just happened was a dream... No! It definitely wasn't a dream!

The intense dizziness and nausea he experienced under the "Ultimate Color" effect were countless times stronger than the discomfort he had felt while playing 3D games before!

Just recalling it briefly makes Bai Hui feel like vomiting!

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Bai Hui then looked at Zhang Yan, his expression slightly surprised.

This is the third time?

Has this question been asked three times already?

[Encountering something beyond reason, sanity value decreases by 3]

Coming to my senses, memories of the middle-aged female doctor in front of me flooded back.

If I remember correctly, this Zhang Yan used to be a head nurse at a hospital in the city, and later became the school doctor at Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School. She couldn't treat serious illnesses, but she could issue sick leave certificates for minor illnesses...

The reason Bai Hui remembered this person was mainly because he heard in his first year of high school that this female school doctor had passed away from illness when he was a freshman...

Bai Hui still has some recollection of this kind of "death separation" from his youth, though his childhood memories are already hazy.

This level of gossip was widely circulated during Bai Hui's student days...

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Zhang Yan asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere anymore."

"But you still look terrible."

"I have a naturally bad complexion."

Bai Hui's mind was in turmoil. He recalled that Zou Shuhuai and Zhang Yan, who were standing in front of him, would die during his high school years, and what had happened in the classroom earlier... Bai Hui just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

"It's good that you're alright."

Zhang Yan raised her hand and touched Bai Hui's forehead, saying, "Your forehead temperature is 36.2 degrees Celsius, which is normal. You're a little anxious, but it's not a big problem..."

Bai Hui, remember to seek medical attention immediately if you feel unwell anywhere.

By the way, your homeroom teacher asked me to tell you that your class's monthly exam has been temporarily postponed due to some unexpected circumstances.

Once you've recovered sufficiently, remember to go to his office; they'll prepare an exam just for you.

"???"

Bai Hui pointed at Zhang Yan's face in astonishment and exclaimed in horror:

"You! You! You! Why are there numbers in your eyes?!"

Yes.

Bai Hui immediately saw the words "36.2℃" in Zhang Yan's pupils!

Absolutely crystal clear!

"I'm the school doctor, it's normal for me to be able to tell body temperature."

Zhang Yan looked puzzled, then seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Oh right, I heard that your class's monthly exam was postponed because of the 'long-tongued parrot' incident?"

Bai Hui, you made eye contact with the "long-tongued parrot," didn't you? Did you see the numbers in my eyes? Did you hear some gossip?!

Do you know my husband is cheating on me?! He really cheated on me?!

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Zhang Yan's expression gradually became ferocious, the veins in her neck bulged, she leaned forward, getting closer and closer, and growled.

Bai Hui was terrified, and his sanity plummeted.

In the blink of an eye, it dropped below the critical value.

[Your sanity has dropped significantly. Please switch to higher graphics settings as soon as possible.]

Simple lines or vibrant colors?

【Simple Lines】!

Having learned from the previous example in the classroom, Bai Hui subconsciously chose 'simple lines'.

In an instant.

Zhang Yan had changed in Bai Hui's eyes.

It looks like a simple stick figure, with a round, hollow head containing some text descriptions.

【Name: Zhang Yan (False Person)】

[Position: School Doctor at Yuncheng No.1 Middle School]

[Martial Arts Techniques: Nursing Assistant Fist, Ward Rounds Step, Infusion Tube Whip Technique - Silk Binding, Syringe - Evil-Breaking Needle, Sterile Barrier - Heart-Protecting Barrier, Emergency Resuscitation Palm...]

[Description: Enraged after discovering her husband's infidelity, she became disheartened after an argument and attempted suicide by poisoning herself in the dead of night. However, due to the great terror of being between life and death, she relied on her years of martial arts training to withstand the deadly poison and tried to save herself with the "Emergency Resurrection Palm" technique, but to no avail.]

He was taken advantage of by the "Ghost Stories: Office Workers" and transformed into a fake person.

Ignoring their own death, they pretend to be human and continue working and living.

Risk level: Low

……

Bai Hui: "!!!"

So the school doctor didn't actually "die of illness"?!

As the "Zhang Yan Stick Figure" drew closer, although Bai Hui couldn't see its ferocious face beneath the "simple lines," and the danger level was only "low"...

However, we still cannot be careless.

Bai Hui huddled at the head of the bed, clutching the blankets tightly. In a moment of crisis, a brilliant idea struck him, and he shouted, "How could he do this to you! It's too much! Absolutely too much!"

"?"

Zhang Yan, the stick figure, paused noticeably: "Who, who says it isn't? Sigh..."

Then she began to recount her suffering, and as she spoke, she couldn't help but sob.

In short, she regrets it now.

I regret marrying the wrong person, I regret being so cowardly...

Bai Hui's heart trembled violently, and he tried to comfort him.

"No, don't be too sad... He doesn't deserve your sadness! If you ask me, you should have used all your strength to give him a full set of nursing assistant punches! Then use the ward rounds footwork to fight him, use the Heart Protection Technique to smother his mouth so he can't make a sound, and if he causes any problems, then follow up with a set of emergency resuscitation palm techniques..."

Zhang Yan, the stick figure, was stunned.

"The 'Nurse's Boxing'... is a set of boxing techniques used for clinical intravenous punctures. It can cause a slight stagnation of qi and blood and also has some health benefits... How can it be used to hit people?"

Clinical venipuncture?

What the hell is this boxing style?!

Bai Hui's mind was in turmoil. He was thinking of having "Zhang Yan Stick Figure" step back a bit to make room for him so he could escape.

So he said, "What kind of martial art can't be used to fight? What kind of martial art is it if it can't be used to fight? You must be practicing it wrong... Otherwise, demonstrate it on the spot and I'll give you some pointers."

I was one of the top students in my class at Yuncheng No.1 High School, and I was praised by my teacher during the monthly exam!

"He must have unique insights into martial arts; otherwise, why would the teacher give me a separate monthly exam?"

"But...didn't you faint from vomiting when you saw the test questions in the classroom?" 'Zhang Yan - Stick Figure' said hesitantly.

"Then why don't others vomit?" Bai Hui started rambling, "Their understanding isn't as deep as mine! If I hadn't suddenly grasped something beyond my level, would I be unable to accept it all at once?"

"...Is that right?"

"Right? You'll know if you practice a set of nurse's boxing moves in front of me, won't you? By the way, don't hit me, step back a bit. I need to observe your moves carefully before I can point out the problems."

"All right."

Zhang Yan, the stick figure, retreats.

Seeing that an opening had been created, Bai Hui was about to escape.

But suddenly—

[Needle insertion method]

As three faint characters flashed, the stick figure made a small fist movement, with faint ripples emanating from the point of its fist.

The stick figure seemed to have some double images, and even though Bai Hui didn't understand martial arts at the moment, he could tell that its punching style seemed a bit awkward.

In that brief moment of distraction, Zhang Yan had already unleashed her second move—

……