Hospital 444
Chapter 416 - 33 Will I Descend to the 18th Level of Hell?

Chapter 416: Chapter 33 Will I Descend to the 18th Level of Hell?

Back then, Gao Heyann had already felt there was something strange.

Because it was too much of a coincidence.

Yin Wuque hadn’t known his sister for long before he was recruited by the dean and entered the hospital!

It was the kind of coincidence you would only find in a soap opera. The male lead and the female lead could meet again in any situation and then shout at each other, "Is it you?"

A coincidence like that, how could it exist!

"As far as I know, is there no ability within the hospital that can resurrect the dead?"

"In most cases, it is impossible. Once a person dies, their soul either falls into the world of the dead or lingers in this world becoming a ghost or a resentful spirit. The hospital has no way to bring the soul of the deceased back into the body of the living, unless they had used some kind of cursed object while alive, such as cursed flesh, and the brain marrow cursed object used by Ying Ziye."

"Special cursed objects... Could Wei Shirling fall into this category? And could those map fragments be a type of cursed object?"

"I’m not a doctor from the Department of Cursed Objects, so I can’t answer that question."

The Department of Cursed Objects was a department that had almost no interaction with clinical departments, just as clinical doctors wouldn’t know how medicines are made. Only a few clinical doctors like the mentor Jiang Licheng had knowledge about the creation of cursed objects.

"Assuming... that those map fragments are a kind of special cursed object, and this object could allow Wei Shirling’s soul to have the possibility of returning to this world after death..."

If that was the case, Yin Wuque’s actions could be understood.

Dai Lin recalled Han Ming’s words and began to speculate on Yin Wuque’s experience: His initial purpose must have been to learn more medical knowledge at Hospital 444 to find the cause of his lover Wei Shirling’s death. But during this process, did Yin Wuque find a way to bring back Wei Shirling’s soul?

"Now I understand," Gao Heyann thought more and more that reality was indeed the case, "The look in Yin Wuque’s eyes, his heart is indeed longing for a lover, but that person is not my sister."

"Those map fragments truly point to inside Suyuan Mountain, but the location marked on the map doesn’t actually exist on Suyuan Mountain. This is very contradictory... but perhaps, Yin Wuque has been waiting for the fourth map fragment to appear."

Maps... Suyuan Mountain... Wei Shirling...

What exactly did Yin Wuque want to do?

...

Han Ming felt mentally exhausted.

Even as the Executive Vice President, mentally infiltrating the 666 Hospital was a tiring affair for Han Ming.

However... his forehead never sported a black inverted cross.

Back then, when Han Ming took over as Executive Vice President, he knew... the position of Executive Vice President was actually a force restraining the dean.

Han Ming couldn’t be sure about the administrative relationship between the Executive Vice President and the dean, but he was certain that the Demons Department was truly the dean’s confidant.

Different cursed forces existed within the hospital, the dean was contesting with another force.

He rubbed his temples, hoping to restore his spirits.

"No matter what, those two people, Mephisto Faust and Yin Wuque, must be killed. They both are loyal to the dean for whatever reason."

Han Ming had absolutely no intent of being truly loyal to the dean.

Not in the past, and certainly not now.

However, Han Ming was also clear that killing Yin Wuque was too hard, exceedingly difficult. Only he could truly appreciate how hard it was to kill Yin Wuque.

"Yin Wuque’s original intention shouldn’t have been to truly pledge loyalty to the dean, but the actual outcome was that he succeeded in bringing those two doctors from the 666 Hospital to this plane of existence."

The Dark Demon Surgery was the domain of the Faust Family, and it was following the incident with Ouyang Rui that year that Dave and William successfully invaded this plane of existence where the Hospital 444 was situated.

After arriving in this world, their priority was to obtain the Suyuan Mountain map fragments.

Clearly, this was all orchestrated by Mephisto Faust.

"Yin Wuque likely didn’t collaborate with the Faust Family."

From the various clues, Han Ming could basically deduce that Yin Wuque hadn’t cooperated with the people of the Faust Family.

In fact, the extent of Yin Wuque’s awareness of the existence of 666 Hospital is also a question.

But Han Ming could still be certain that the incident with Ouyang Rui back then was definitely Yin Wuque’s doing behind the scenes, and Gao Menghua’s coma was very likely self-directed and self-performed by Yin Wuque. Han Ming found it amusing watching Yin Wuque acting all emotional and winning over a large group of Lu Yuan’s former subordinates with his loyalty to him.

"It seems impossible for Yin Wuque and me to both live until next year. One of us must die within this year."

And very sadly...

Han Ming knew that the person most likely to die was himself.

Of course, he didn’t want to die, but having been a Paranormal Doctor for so many years, he was well aware that life and death were not subject to one’s will. He could only do his best and leave the rest to fate. Fortunately, Dai Lin was no longer blindly loyal to Yin Wuque. Now that he had provided Dai Lin with the Gift of Flesh, he needed to observe him a bit longer. Once he was certain that Dai Lin could be of use to him and not loyal to Yin Wuque, he would tell him about Dai Wei’s situation. When the time came, what Han Ming needed to consider was how to train Dai Lin to be a replacement capable of succeeding the position of Executive Vice President while he was still alive!

However, when faced with death, the most painful thing Han Ming had to confront was... that he might see his father again. As a Paranormal Doctor, he knew the world beyond death was a real existence.

Even after so many years, Han Ming still remembered the look in his father’s eyes as he lay on his deathbed.

His father, tormented by the agony of late-stage liver cancer, was at death’s door. Therefore, the hospital repeatedly administered painkillers to his father.

The last time his father was lucid, he was already weak and his spirit hazy. Yet even so, his father still looked at Han Ming with eyes full of hatred. His mother cried endlessly, his aunt slapped Han Ming furiously, his grandparents wailed to heaven, especially his grandmother, who pointed at Han Ming and cursed him as a thing worse than an animal.

"Beast! You beast-like thing! Are you satisfied now? Are you? When you die, you’ll surely go down to the eighteenth level of hell!"

Hell indeed exists, and as for the existence of an eighteenth level, Han Ming would have to wait until he died to find out, as no department in the hospital had any research on this.

If only... if only he had entered the hospital sooner.

Han Ming still remembers when his father was first diagnosed with liver cancer, and how the whole family was on the verge of collapse.

At that time, his uncle took his father to SZ city in the south for treatment and hired the best oncology specialist. His father’s liver cancer wasn’t discovered early, but there was still a chance to extend his lifespan through surgery.

Most of the cost of his father’s surgery was borne by his uncle.

When his father was wheeled out of the operating room, Han Ming knelt in front of his uncle, vowing that he would repay his kindness no matter what.

Had Han Ming already joined the hospital at that time, with enough Spiritual Therapy Points, he could have kept his father alive for as long as he wanted.

Later on, Han Ming followed his uncle to SZ city to work and earn money. The reform and opening up had just started, and so his uncle also came here to make money. Han Ming interned at his uncle’s company and swore to earn well to repay his uncle.

But back then, Han Ming never would have dreamt...

"Are you very tired today?"

Huo Jialan entered the Vice President’s office, saw the fatigue on Han Ming’s face, and hurried over to give him a massage.

"I just... went to eat a bowl of pig trotter noodles."

"Ah?" Huo Jialan felt somewhat puzzled.

"When I first went to SZ, my uncle took me to eat it. Now it’s different from that era; right after the reform and opening up, eating meat was a luxury. My uncle said, no matter how much money he made, he would cure my father’s liver cancer..."

"Why, bringing up the past again..."

"When I die, I’ll see my father, and maybe... I’ll see my uncle too, right? What do you think, after death, which one of my uncle and I will be on a lower level of hell? Sigh, the hospital’s morgue connects directly to hell, yet we know nothing about it."

"You don’t always have to think about these things, Han Ming... What you did back then..."

"I really am a beast, aren’t I?"

Huo Jialan gripped Han Ming’s shoulders, gritted her teeth, and said, "You didn’t do anything wrong. You saved even more people."

"The ones I saved were all strangers to me, and they never knew of my existence. But the ones I caused the death of were my uncle and my father."

"I only know you, Han Ming," Huo Jialan said with a reminiscent look. "My father sold me to human traffickers in exchange for some money to buy some white powder. Once someone touches that stuff, they’re no longer human. Isn’t it because of my experiences that you saved me and brought me into the hospital? When my uncle was arrested by the police, he was dealing with more than 300 kilograms of drugs. If that batch had been sold, it would have destroyed countless families. Han Ming, you did the right thing!"

"I’m not that noble, Jialan."

"I know that’s because..."

"Jialan. My father didn’t forgive me when he died. Without that incident, his liver cancer wouldn’t have recurred so quickly. I often think, if I had never entered my uncle’s company, if I had never overheard my uncle on the phone dealing with the drug buyer, heard about the time and place of their transaction, if I had been oblivious that my uncle was a drug dealer, if I could have persuaded my uncle to quit drug trafficking, if I had not chosen to report it to the police, what would my life be like now?"