Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 215 - 199: Qingtian Hospital, Cure All Diseases!

Chapter 215: Chapter 199: Qingtian Hospital, Cure All Diseases!

Xu Zhijun’s mother had been sick for a long time and had developed multiple underlying conditions; they had done all they could, and just keeping her breathing was an achievement.

The way back to the dorm wasn’t far; Xu Zhijun stayed in his small room, sitting in a chair, lost in thought.

It wasn’t just about his mother that he contemplated incessantly—it was that unfinished pig’s trotter.

The pig’s trotter, emitting a glossy, oil-shiny allure.

He thought about it until his mouth watered, endlessly swallowing saliva.

But his intellect told him that everything Li Qingshan said was right.

Xu Zhijun’s facial muscles stiffened, hardly able to make many expressions.

The more he thought about the pig’s trotter, the more he felt lifeless within, seeing himself as utterly helpless and unsuccessful.

"What time is it, and you’re still thinking about the pig’s trotter!" he berated himself fiercely.

Life naturally encompasses birth, aging, sickness, and death; but when it’s one’s own experience, it’s as personal as drinking water and feeling the temperature oneself.

His mother was close to death, and his own situation was dire.

Under the influence of the Blood Demon’s power, he constantly felt a gluttonous urge, experiencing extreme pain whenever he did not eat.

This pain affected not just his physical body but penetrated deep into his soul. According to internal evaluations from his organization, he still had the potential to transform into a Glutton; currently, he was merely tiptoeing on the brink of danger.

What caused him even more pain was his current lack of achievements.

Growing up in a single-parent family, his mother had high expectations of him and had been very strict from an early age.

"You will be all I have to rely on in the future."

However, there’s often a rebellious streak in everyone; the stricter the upbringing, the greater the rebellion.

Xu Zhijun had not been a good student since childhood, and after high school, he joined the military for a few years. Upon discharge, he settled for a security guard job, just drifting through life. Back then, he was content to scrape by; as long as he fed himself, his family had no worries, which was indeed an extreme form of contentment.

Later, his mother suddenly became ill, and the mantra, "You will be all I have to rely on," no longer had the energy behind it.

But as a son, he couldn’t even afford the medical bills, and what use was last-minute scrambling? No pies fall from the sky, and even if there were pies, they would only be for those who are prepared.

In the end, he was "fortunate" or rather "unfortunate" enough to become a conscious "Glutton." Due to his high research value, the Black-clothed Guard had spent a considerable amount of money and covered his mother’s medical expenses.

But whether she could be cured was another matter, and he ultimately remained unaccomplished...

He couldn’t even overcome the desire to eat.

"Still thinking about that damn pig’s trotter! Still thinking, still thinking!" Xu Zhijun slammed his fist into his temple.

The punch was immensely powerful, stunning and dizzying himself.

Under severe pain, his desire to eat subsided a bit.

This sense of powerlessness, facing the abyss without seeing a path forward, was also the truth behind his psychological fragility.

"Better go to sleep early," he told himself.

Suddenly, Xu Zhijun heard a series of soft, squeaking noises and stood up to find that under the cupboard, a few newly born baby mice had gotten stuck on a sticky mouse trap.

In the small county’s temporary base, which originally had few people and mediocre sanitary conditions, the recent increase in population and supply transfers had spurred a rat infestation.

The few newly born mice were only as big as thumbs; the board held them tightly, and as they struggled and rolled, they tore off their own skin and fur, making for a bloody mess.

Xu Zhijun sighed, stood up, and threw the struggling mice that had lost their skin into the trash can.

The mice were not yet dead, their warmth still emanated as they writhed endlessly on the sticky trap.

Suddenly, he felt he was very much like these newborn mice, unable to see any hope in his entire life. Other than struggling, he could only keep struggling. When he became too lazy to struggle, it would be equivalent to death...

With that thought, his nose soured and a tear fell.

Then he began to mock himself. What a pathetic person he was.

The Black-clothed Guard had helped pay his mother’s medical bills, which was already a good outcome. What more could he want? What was there to cry about? The world was full of pitiable people; he was not the worst off.

As for his body... just being barely alive was good enough.

He understood the principle that a bad life was better than a good death.

At that moment, he suddenly saw an advertisement poster stuck on the elevator door. It read in large characters, "Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"

An advertisement at the Black-clothed Guard’s internal base?

If it were anyone else, they would quickly sense something fishy.

This base, though old, was an internal agency. Who could have come in to stick an advertisement?

But Xu Zhijun was not very intelligent. He had difficulty understanding the logic behind it, and under the influence of a mysterious force, he even read aloud, "Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"

"Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"

This mysterious force affected his mind, disturbing his sanity.

Xu Zhijun took a step forward, wanting to enter this door, but suddenly, he stopped.

Because he remembered his superior—Chen Xinyi. No matter what action he took, he had to report to Ms. Chen. Even if it was just visiting his mother at the hospital, someone had to accompany him!

After all, Xu Zhijun was a bit "dangerous" and needed someone to keep an eye on him.

Rather than picking the rather serious and old-fashioned Li Qingshan, it was better to let the socially adept Chen Xinyi manage him.

And Xu Zhijun, being an ex-military man, actually had no problems in terms of personal character. Most of the time, he was quite obedient.

He excitedly knocked on Chen Xinyi’s door. "Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"

"Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases! My mom... can be saved!" Holding the flyer, he shouted and yelled, overwhelmed with emotion.

"What are you talking about..."

Chen Xinyi was playing with her phone, glanced at the flyer.

She thought it was just some scrap paper.

Somewhat irritated, she said, "Can you really believe this? It’s fake. I know you’re under a lot of pressure, but there is no hospital in the world that cures all diseases... Anyway, reporting to me was the right thing to do, you did well there."

"Qingtian Hospital! Cures all diseases!" Xu Zhijun kept shouting excitedly; the whole building could almost hear his loud voice.

"It’s right there, right there!"

Chen Xinyi peeked out and saw only a normal elevator hall.

She could only assume Xu Zhijun had lost his mind and kindly comforted him, "Alright, I’ll go with you to have a look, just to let you give up hope."

"That’s just the elevator we came up in, not a hospital!"

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