Chapter 002: Arrival from Another World

Inside the hospital ward.

After several hours of emergency treatment, Lin Fan was out of danger. He was placed in a special VIP ward, closest to the doctors' lounge. Ordinarily, three patients shared a room. However, when the families of the other two patients learned they would be sharing with a psychiatric patient, they were terrified. They protested vehemently, threatening to cause a scene if forced to room with someone mentally ill.

The result was obvious. Lin Fan received special treatment. If this were to make the news, it would surely cause public outcry – a mentally ill patient receiving preferential treatment!

Old Man Zhang sat by the bedside, peeling a banana. He took a large bite, chewed a few times, decided it tasted good, and then held it to Lin Fan's mouth, whose movement was restricted.

"Here, have a bite. I've tried it, it's very good."

"Ah!" Lin Fan opened his mouth wide, swallowing half the banana in one gulp. "It really is good, sweet."

At this moment, a man sat by the ward door, quietly scrolling through his phone. He was an orderly from Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital, tasked with monitoring the two psychiatric patients. He might have looked relaxed, but he was under immense pressure. These two were the most dangerous psychiatric patients in the history of Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital. They wouldn't harm others, but their methods of self-harm were bizarre and varied. The most extreme tortures would kneel before them and call them "daddy."

Old Man Zhang whispered close to Lin Fan's ear, "That guy at the door is here to watch us. They don't understand what we do and call it self-harm. But he has no idea that all of this is scientifically based."

"Quickly, give my arm a few needles," Lin Fan said, glancing furtively at the orderly.

"No problem. I recently developed a new acupuncture technique based on your physical data. Want to know the name?" Old Man Zhang stealthily produced a silver needle, pretending to chat with Lin Fan while calmly and efficiently inserting it into an acupuncture point.

"Planetary Rotation Technique?" Lin Fan asked.

Old Man Zhang shook his head, replying calmly, "This is the advanced version, the Galactic Rotation Technique."

The orderly at the door looked up at Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang from time to time. He noticed their secretive conversation but didn't care. If he engaged with psychiatric patients, he feared his worldview would be completely shattered.

Soon, Lin Fan's arm was covered in silver needles. Old Man Zhang, with a serious expression, like a true traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, asked softly, "How do you feel now?"

"Numb... My head is dizzy, but not bad," Lin Fan mumbled, his mind becoming hazy. Just a moment ago, his mind was clear, but now it was suddenly muddled.

"No way..." Old Man Zhang scratched his head, seemingly confused. Why would his head be dizzy? The needles were in his arm; if anything should be dizzy, it should be his arm.

At this time, Lin Fan's head felt heavy and fuzzy. He muttered to himself, "My head is lightheaded and confused. Everything is white, and there are tadpoles swimming around... Now it's even worse, someone is talking in my head."

Old Man Zhang gaped, as if he'd seen a ghost. "Your illness isn't light."

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The ward's medical equipment alarm blared. The orderly, startled, almost dropped his phone. He rushed to check and nearly fainted when he saw the silver needles in Lin Fan's arm.

"What the hell! Can't you guys stop messing around?" He ran into the corridor, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor! The patient is in trouble!"

Hearing the shouts, doctors and nurses rushed over. The orderly grabbed a doctor, saying, "The... the patient's arm is full of needles, the alarm is going off, save him quickly!"

The doctor knew this patient was from the psychiatric hospital. He had just been resuscitated, and now this. "Oh, God! Just kill me now!"

Tap, tap. Lin Fan felt someone pulling his eyelids open and shining a light in his eyes. He heard a jumble of voices. "The patient's pupils are constricted, heart rate elevated, prepare the emergency room for resuscitation!"

[Otherworldly Scenario Activated.]

[First Scenario Activated, rewarded with 'Thousand Hammer Hundred Refinement Technique'. Please cultivate diligently.]

[Arrival Time: March 1st.]

[Experience Reward: Unknown.]

Lin Fan found a flood of previously unknown information pouring into his mind, making his head ache. He felt dizzy and eventually lost consciousness.

The lead surgeon, who had just resuscitated Lin Fan, was happily eating his rice with toppings. When a nurse informed him that the patient he had just saved had harmed himself again and needed further resuscitation, he spat out the Kung Pao chicken he was chewing.

"Is he crazy?"

The nurse replied, "Director, he is indeed ill, mentally ill. We can't treat him."

Even the hospital's vice president had learned of the situation. He called the director of Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital directly.

"Director Hao, are you messing with me? You sent me this kind of patient. He just got out of resuscitation, and now he's back in the ER!"

"I won't say much else. After this resuscitation, I'll personally drive the ambulance to return these two 'gods' to you."

"Don't talk about us having drinks together. This isn't about drinks; this is making a mockery of my hospital. The families of other patients are complaining; they feel unsafe, you understand?"

"And you know about the situation at Mount Tai. Our medical team is very busy; we have many patients who need treatment. We can't have doctors and nurses constantly attending to a psychiatric patient."

"I understand, I understand. I know your job is difficult."

"But in this situation, I really can't play along."

"What? You'd be happy about that? Goodbye, wait to receive them back!"

The vice president was furious. He then picked up the phone and gave instructions. "Prepare an ambulance. After the resuscitation, send them back."

Outside the emergency room, Old Man Zhang paced anxiously. It was impossible! Everything he did was according to the acupuncture book. There shouldn't be any problems. Why the dizziness? The more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense.

Old Man Zhang took out a silver needle, lifted his shirt, and inserted it into an acupuncture point on his body.

The first needle, nothing.

The second needle, nothing.

...

The thirteenth needle.

Thud!

Old Man Zhang collapsed to the ground, startling those around him, who quickly moved away. A nurse rushed forward, saw Old Man Zhang's condition, and cried out in distress, "Doctor..."