Hospital 444
Chapter 337 - 24 Arrest Warrant

Chapter 337: Chapter 24 Arrest Warrant

At this moment, Dai Lin and Milan were in another restaurant in this sunken plaza.

Milan had ordered a Neapolitan pizza and had just taken a bite when Dai Lin told her about the incident Yueyin had encountered.

"This couldn’t possibly be an accident," Dai Lin said, surveying the chaotic restaurant. "So could there be ghosts..."

"There are no ghosts," Milan shook her head slightly, continuing to slice the Neapolitan pizza in front of her with a knife. "Are you sure you don’t want a piece? This is an authentic Italian Margherita pizza, not like the American-style ones at Pizza Hut loaded with a bunch of bacon and fruit."

"You go ahead and eat, I’m not hungry at the moment. So, you can be sure there are no ghosts..."

"No."

"How can you be so sure?"

Milan brushed a strand of hair from her earlobe and said, "I roughly know what curse she’s facing. My older brother once wrote a paper on similar cases, which he published on the hospital’s public website."

Doctors at Hospital 444 also write papers, and Dai Lin usually browsed them on the hospital’s official website, where papers typically required Spiritual Therapy Points to read.

"But I can’t understand any of it," said Milan, wiping the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "So, there’s no way I can treat her."

Dai Lin wasn’t sure whether Milan’s words were true or false.

Before long, he saw the police arrive. Of course, on the surface, it was just a case of accidental harm, and the police wouldn’t investigate too thoroughly or discover the truth.

"I’ve had a case before," Dai Lin said, looking at Milan, who appeared somewhat nonchalant. "That case left a deep impression on me. The patient would enter a somnambulist state during which, while sleepwalking, he would utter someone’s name, their address, and their future..."

"Time of death. Right?"

However, Milan had already mentioned it before him.

"Right," Dai Lin nodded. "That’s exactly it. Have you also encountered similar cases? This one is a bit like it, with a countdown set, and then when the time comes..."

"You found the cursed patient and tried to treat him, right?"

"Yes. At that time, a department director took action, and we barely managed to save the patient, breaking the curse. The somnambulist patient kept coming back for follow-up visits afterward, but he never experienced any symptoms of sleepwalking again."

"The curse hasn’t ended," Milan stated emphatically. "It just means that the somnambulist has shifted to someone else. The curse will never end; it will continue forever."

Dai Lin was stunned.

"Forever... continuing? Incurable?"

"Yes." Having said this, Milan asked, "Is Yueyin still inside the restaurant?"

"Yes, she’s being questioned by the police."

"More people will die around her in the future. This is just the beginning. If she doesn’t kill her own mother, then when the time comes, the ’person’ who comes looking for her won’t come for her mother’s life but instead..."

At this very moment...

For Yueyin, it was a tremendous psychological torment.

Her mind was full of the man who had been covered in blood just before. The ambulance had already taken the man away, and in front of the police, she had been speaking incoherently.

In the end, after she gave the police her contact information, she was finally able to leave for the moment.

Meanwhile, Dai Lin and Milan naturally continued to track her, observing her current condition.

"Should we follow her a little closer?" Dai Lin suggested. "If what happened before is going to continue, then... if we are closer, maybe I could save those around her who get caught up in it."

"You won’t be able to save anyone," Milan continued. "I didn’t not understand every part of my older brother’s paper."

"The paper must take into account the sample size of the cases, right?" Dai Lin himself had written medical papers.

"This has nothing to do with statistics or medicine," Milan said. "You can try if you must, but it’s pointless. You won’t be able to save a single person who is destined to die."

Dai Lin stroked his left eye and shook his head.

"We’ll see about that."

Milan obviously had no intention of sharing the contents of the paper with Dai Lin, and Dai Lin had come to understand Milan’s character. She wouldn’t speak about things she didn’t want to discuss, no matter what he did.

He couldn’t do anything about this woman.

And to Milan, Dai Lin’s tone didn’t matter at all. She didn’t believe he had the ability.

She knew nothing of the horrors of Dai Lin.

...

Hospital 444.

Countless doctors streamed into the grand conference hall.

"Director Chen, what’s the situation?"

"I have no idea."

"Could it be related to Jiang Licheng’s recent disappearance?"

"Surely not?"

"Absolutely not, look!"

The doctors looked towards the chief seat in the grand conference hall and were all stunned.

Because there, they saw a person.

"Fang... Fang... Deputy Dean Fang Shen?"

Fang Shen! One of the three most mysterious deputy deans, many doctors wouldn’t see him even once throughout the year, he almost always stayed at the Curse Objects Center, rarely coming to the outpatient building, and he never participated in clinical diagnosis and treatment, only responsible for curse objects research and development.

When was the last time all three deputy deans had gathered like this?

"The last time I saw the three deputy deans together was during the Eden Hotel incident when Deputy Dean Lu Yuan passed away, right?"

"That’s right, it was during Deputy Dean Yin’s emergency appointment that we saw all three deputy deans gathered together!"

"Hey, wait, who is that person?"

Inside the conference hall, doctors of all departments were gathered, and astonishingly, all the department heads and the three deputy deans appeared in the conference hall.

And the doctors all noticed that there was one person sitting next to the three deputy deans. The key was, nobody had ever seen this doctor.

He was a man with black hair, clearly a Western Caucasian, who looked to be in his thirties with a beard.

All the department heads and deputy heads gathered, and then the three deputy deans stood up together.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Yin Wuque was the first to speak, "we have convened this meeting today because there is an important matter. This matter is an instruction from the Dean."

Upon hearing the word "Dean," everyone straightened their bodies in unison.

"The Dean?" Fang Zhou widened his eyes in shock, not believing his own ears.

Mei Quzhen glanced at the bearded Western man; she was one of the very few in the conference hall who knew the bearded Westerner.

And Xie Chengjun, who was usually very talkative, also dared not say more after hearing that name.

Song Min had a solemn look in her eyes, and her hands began to clench into fists on the table.

Only Feng Xiao, sitting next to Fang Shen, remained calm, his expression unchanged.

"Yes," Han Ming followed up on Yin Wuque’s words, "that’s why we three deputy deans are gathered here."

And Fang Shen... this Curse Affairs Deputy Dean, was a wrinkled old man with almost no hair on his head, who trembled as he stood, looking to be at least in his eighties or nineties.

After standing up, the old man spoke in a hoarse voice, "Today, the Dean has asked us three deputy deans to gather and announce something to everyone."

After this statement, the conference hall went dark, and a slide appeared behind them.

On the slide, there was a photograph.

This was a photograph of a blonde foreign woman with extremely delicate features, so much so that one might wonder if she were a Hollywood star. To borrow a phrase, "I don’t dare to Photoshop like this, but she was actually born this way!"

"Her name is Milan Dailun," Yin Wuque continued, "according to the Dean’s instructions, we are to assist the Demons Department to... kill this woman!"

"Kill her?"

Fang Zhou raised his hand to question Yin Wuque.

"Director Fang, you may speak."

"Well... Deputy Dean Yin," Fang Zhou stood up and said, "we are doctors, not assassins... Is this woman a ghost?"

"She is not. But she is far more dangerous than a ghost." Yin Wuque continued, then turned to look at the bearded Western man, saying, "Now, let Director of the Demon Department, Doctor Welf, explain."

The bearded man stood up and said in an emotionless voice, "Everyone, whoever it is that kills her and delivers the body to my Demons Department, we promise to gift a Demon Cursed Item!"