Hospital 444
Chapter 236 - 27: Drawing Out Evil Spirits

But clearly, Pan Yizhen was still hesitant.

"I’ve asked the doctors. They said there isn’t a current indication for hospitalization."

Dai Lin sighed inwardly. Whether a patient was to be hospitalized should be judged by the attending physician, not a decision that he, as a resident, could make.

In fact, the Emergency Department hadn’t planned to admit Dai Ming, because the preliminary examination didn’t reveal any conditions that necessitated hospitalization.

"Well then, Miss Pan, just to be on the safe side, I’ll prescribe you a charm prescription. If you have a charm with you, you can be somewhat safer. If you encounter an emergency situation, call for emergency services immediately. If you call for emergency services, the ambulance will arrive swiftly to save you, guaranteeing to be faster than if you called the police."

"Alright then."

In truth, Dai Lin still hoped that patients would come to Hospital 444 as little as possible. This place was too eerie.

...

For Dai Lin, today had been an incredibly difficult day.

Even with Director Fan personally assisting to review the CT report, he wouldn’t have an answer until the evening.

Once he had the report, a treatment plan could be formulated. But what worried him most was, as Fang Zhou had said, if the condition proved difficult to treat...

His uncle and aunt absolutely couldn’t bear the pain of losing their son. Especially his uncle, who wasn’t in great health to begin with.

Although the uncle and father were twins, their personalities were drastically different. His uncle was soft-hearted and couldn’t stand saying a harsh word to anyone. His excessive compassion meant he took the loss of loved ones even harder than most.

Ten years ago... that devastating plane crash had left an indelible mark on the Dai family. Dai Lin could still remember that day. He had been in school writing a medical paper when the call came from home.

His mother’s sobbing over the phone had even frightened Dai Lin, as he could not recall ever hearing her cry like that before. Then, returning home, he found all the relatives gathered together, with his uncle having cried himself into unconsciousness.

The passenger plane carrying three hundred people had crashed, leaving no survivors. His grandparents and Aunt Xi Yan had all been on that plane. In one night, his father and uncle had lost three of the most important people in their lives.

Especially Aunt Xi Yan... Dai Lin had always seen his younger aunt as a role model in life, and yet, she had departed from this world during her prime. He would always remember, whenever he faced difficulties during his student days, just thinking of Aunt Xi Yan would help him regain his strength.

Compared to Dai Lin’s father, who rarely showed emotion, his uncle and Aunt Xi Yan had a great relationship. Despite a significant age difference, Xi Yan often served as a guide for her pessimistic brother.

Even now, Dai Lin didn’t dare mention Aunt Xi Yan in front of his uncle. Even a mere mention by the uncle himself would lead to unstoppable tears...

Dai Lin simply couldn’t imagine what his uncle would be like if something happened to Dai Ming.

How long could he keep Dai Ming’s condition from his uncle? If the situation really turned dire and surgery was needed, how could he continue to keep it from his uncle and aunt?

During the midday break, Dai Lin had no appetite whatsoever. He intended to head straight to the inpatient department, wanting to check on Dai Ming’s current condition. Earlier, he had even told the nurse explicitly: Dai Ming’s hospital room absolutely must not have any paper or pens.

He must not let Dai Ming draw again!

Otherwise, who knows what might happen!

Just as he was about to organize the data on his computer before heading directly to the inpatient department, a patient came in with a few questions.

"Doctor, doctor," the patient, holding his ultrasound report, said, "This ’no space-occupying curse detected,’ does it mean that only space-occupying curses are ruled out, but other types of curses may still be present?"

Dai Lin couldn’t help but smile wryly. ’No space-occupying curse detected’ meant that no curses had been found at all.

When he had been a doctor in Thoracic Surgery, it was the same. Patients would often nitpick words, feeling uneasy about terms like ’no significant abnormalities,’ wondering if there might still be ’insignificant abnormalities’ or the like.

Fortunately, Dai Lin had accumulated a lot of experience in doctor-patient communication. He knew he couldn’t dismiss the patient carelessly at this moment. He made his expression appear more relaxed, took the report to read it first, and, after showing the patient that he had carefully reviewed it again, said, "You’re overthinking it... There are no issues with your post-operative checkup this time, the curse hasn’t recurred, and there are no new curses either. Remember to come back for a follow-up in three months."

The patient, upon hearing this, finally felt relieved.

"Remember," Dai Lin pointed at the ultrasound report and said, "You don’t need to worry about interpreting the imaging report description. It’s not meant for you to understand. You just need to look directly at the diagnostic conclusion at the end. The imaging description is for us doctors to read."

When Dai Lin first learned how to read imaging reports, he picked it up quickly with the help of the Devil’s Eye. Whether it was ultrasound or CT imaging reports, he mastered them in no time. This even surprised his teacher Jiang Licheng, who called him a genius.

"Alright, I understand, Doctor. So... I don’t need to be matched with any cursed objects right now, right?"

"Hmm, no, you don’t need that. Cursed objects have side effects too and should not be used excessively. Don’t be overly anxious. Resentful spirits are the easiest to clinically cure among demon curses. If your next checkup is still normal, then you will only need to come once a year for a follow-up. But remember, you must come back for the checkup; you absolutely must not delay it."

"Doctor, please prescribe me some cursed objects," the patient insisted.

Clearly, the patient had been scared witless by ghosts. "I felt secure when I was hospitalized. But now that I’m discharged, I feel like there’s a ghost following me wherever I go! Doctor, if you prescribe some cursed objects for me, I can have peace of mind."

Do you think cursed objects are vitamin pills that can be prescribed willy-nilly?

For a resident physician to have the authority to prescribe cursed objects also means having to take responsibility for every prescription written. Sometimes the side effects of the cursed objects themselves can be more terrifying to the patient than ghosts, which is why Dai Lin’s principle is to be extremely cautious with any prescription.

"Well, how about this..." Dai Lin picked up the pen, looked at the prescription pad in front of him, and said, "I’ll prescribe you a Spirit Mirror instead. You can temporarily use it to summon spirits from within the mirror to protect you."

"Spirits can protect me?" The other person was obviously astonished.

"They can ensure you absolutely have time to call an ambulance if you need to," Dai Lin wrote quickly and handed it to him, "However, this is a rented cursed object, and you have to return it at your next checkup. The rental cost is four Spiritual Therapy Points per day."

"Okay, okay..."

The patient took the prescription note and left with the cursed object.

Dai Lin felt the man was simply wasting Spiritual Therapy Points. The more Spiritual Therapy Points spent, the less anyone knew what might be lost in the future. Lighter consequences might be heartbreak, being fired, or investment failures, but losing the ability to conceive, loved ones meeting with accidents, or even premature death were also possibilities.

No one knew which part of the patients’ futures the Dean was taking away.

Dai Lin was about to put the prescription note back when suddenly, he stared at the prescription.

After absorbing all of Dai Ming’s memories, his mind was filled with that female ghost these past few days.

The face of that female ghost was incredibly clear in his mind.

Dai Lin felt as if he could effortlessly draw her if he just started sketching...

As the idea surfaced in his mind again, Dai Lin realized something was amiss.

Devouring hair wasn’t just about reading memories. It also included inheriting all of the person’s abilities. For instance, after consuming Leiman’s hair, he could now speak very fluent German.

This also meant that Dai Lin could fully inherit Dai Ming’s impressive drawing talent.

"What am I thinking?"

It had been one thing before.

But at this moment, as he looked at the blank prescription note and the pen in his hand...

The vivid image of the female ghost from the bottom of the sea in Dai Lin’s mind seemed to compel him to swiftly place the pen on the prescription...

Then, Dai Lin began rapidly sketching, bringing the terrifying image in his mind to life!