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At the same time, on the playground of Emperor Star High School,

The plastic track was brick red, and unless you looked closely, you couldn't see the red bloodstain on the ground.

Several professional cleaners, dressed in work uniforms with hats and masks tightly covering their faces, worked swiftly and efficiently

Taking advantage of the lunch break when no one was around, quickly clean up the scene.

It's as if there had never been any bloodstains here.

The principal's office.

"Yes, yes, I heard it was just a minor disagreement between classmates."

Principal Tang spoke into the phone with a respectful tone, "Nothing major has happened."

"Did I scare Yaoyao?"

"Mm-hmm, as long as you weren't scared!"

"As for the injured girl, I will go and offer my care and condolences."

"No, no, no, it won't."

Principal Tang waved his hand grandly, making a solemn promise

"Rest assured, it will absolutely not affect Yaoyao."

This matter is in his hands, and he will absolutely handle it beautifully!

After hanging up the phone call from the Lin family, Principal Tang let out a long sigh of relief.

Dealing with these noble families and aristocratic clans all day is truly not an easy task.

Fortunately, he was smooth in his dealings, adept at handling all situations with ease.

Anyone else would be useless!

It seems that the position of principal at the Imperial Star Academy is becoming more and more secure for him!

Principal Tang was extremely pleased with himself!

"Go, bring that girl here."

Principal Tang called his secretary to handle the matter, and he opened his drawer

I wanted to see if there was any little trinket I could give her, to soothe the young girl and keep her quiet.

Secretary: "It seems like they won't be able to make it."

He paused for a moment, wanting to speak but stopping short, "She's in the hospital."

Hearing this, Principal Tang's face clearly showed displeasure

Go to the hospital?

It completely disrupted his plan.

Why are female students nowadays so delicate, going to the hospital for every little injury?

It's a bit troublesome.

Could it be that he has to personally go to the hospital to visit her?

"What is her name?"

Secretary: "Wen Meng."

Wen Meng?

Principal Tang hissed

Eh? This name sounds a bit familiar, where have I heard it before?

But he had been overworking his brain recently and couldn't remember for the moment.

Knock, knock, knock—

A knock on the door.

Principal Tang: "Come in."

Then a group of black-clad bodyguards entered.

The person leading the group was..

Principal Tang immediately changed his expression, going out of his way to please, smiling so broadly that wrinkles appeared

"Oh my, what wind has blown you here?"

"Please, have a seat! Take the place of honor!"

The first class in the afternoon was halfway through.

A face familiar to the students, yet one they loathed and feared, appeared outside the classroom window.

The student who was daydreaming glanced unintentionally and was instantly scared out of their wits.

This face often appeared outside the window, wandering and swaying, but rarely entered the classroom.

But now, he entered the classroom.

It's the Dean of Students!

The teacher paused the lesson.

The dean precisely recognized the blue-haired girl in the last row of the classroom, leaning back in her chair with her legs crossed, shaking.

He pointed a finger and singled her out

"Lin Yiyao, come with me to the principal's office."

[Host, wake up, host!]

What a familiar voice.

Little Orange?

Wen Meng frowned, her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. After several attempts, she finally managed to open her eyes.

All around was pitch black.

Is it dark?

This was her first reaction.

Wen Meng stood up and took a few steps forward.

But no matter which direction he walked, the surrounding scenery remained the same, an expanse of ethereal blackness.

The sound of splashing water echoed beneath my feet,

It felt as if she had stepped onto a piece of rain-soaked glass.

"Where is this?"

She couldn't see anything clearly.

[Your World of Consciousness]

It was the same place where the system had been locked up last time.

At that time, Wen Meng lost control of her own mind, causing the system to be locked here as well.

Later, Wen Meng woke up, and the system finally escaped.

The system hadn't expected that this time, even Wen Meng herself had come in.

"Why did I come to this place?"

Wen Meng tried hard to recall; she remembered that she seemed to be in a physical education class.

The system said that there are generally two possibilities for this situation

The first possibility is that she possesses the ability to freely enter and exit the sea of consciousness

And the second possibility is that she is already dead.

And, judging by her current bewildered state,

The system speculates that the likelihood of her dying is quite high.

Dead?

Wen Meng's scalp tingled, and her memories before losing consciousness were blurry.

The brain, in order to protect itself, will dull her sense of pain.

Now that I think about it carefully, it feels as if a sharp thorn has pierced into my body..

Wen Meng was awake, only then could the system escape

Now even Wen Meng herself was trapped here, with little chance of escape.

A chilly wind blew from somewhere, causing Wen Meng to shiver involuntarily

The pitch-black surroundings made one feel incredibly oppressed.

Wen Meng: "Could you turn on the light?"

[Can open]

Two beams of green light appeared from under Wen Meng's feet, rising upwards

Swish—

Light and shadow are well-balanced, with distinct layers.

It made her whole being look eerily ghostly.

Who taught you to light it like this?

Taking a taxi or the subway?

You can be down-to-earth, but don't be down-to-hell

Wen Meng imagined what she looked like; fortunately, she couldn't see herself.

At this moment, faint cries could be heard coming from the sky.

"Is my career really over just like that?"

"I am not willing to accept this!"

Caroline cried while blowing her nose.

She was wearing a white coat, sitting on a chair beside the hospital bed. The person lying on the bed was a black-gold VIP patient of the Holy Spirit Hospital

A high school girl.

Her young heart stopped beating, and there was no trace of color on her face.

When they brought him in, he had already stopped breathing.

As soon as she was wheeled into the operating room, Caroline was dumbfounded.

Why wasn't she informed about this situation in advance?

But what difference would it make to tell her in advance?

She is not the Grim Reaper; she cannot control the life and death of humans.

She could only brace herself and carry out the rescue measures, doing her best and leaving the rest to fate.

"Sigh, try to look on the bright side."

A male doctor standing next to Caroline, who usually had a good relationship with her, comforted her

"Working at the top, who hasn't encountered some crap..."

Last time, a little lover of a black-gold VIP got pregnant.

It was an ectopic pregnancy.

That VIP actually said to transfer the pregnancy from outside the palace to inside the palace!

From this, it can be seen that the powerful and noble are not superior to ordinary people in every aspect, which is why they become people of high status

There are many who, standing at the cusp of opportunity, have risen to sudden wealth, their backgrounds complex.

There are countless such examples; if you work long enough, sooner or later you'll encounter one or two

He had long since gotten used to it.

I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck, but Caroline had never encountered such a thing

She had risen smoothly all the way.

However, either you don't encounter anything, or you suddenly come across something big.

The last time, the male doctor personally attended to that troublesome VIP, who was only at level 1, essentially the lowest tier among the black-gold VIPs

In addition, this VIP seems to be making unreasonable trouble

So, even if he was complained about, he wouldn't feel a thing. At most, he'd get scolded a bit and have some of his wages docked.

And the one Caroline was attending to was a level 9 VIP!

There were only three families who could obtain level 9 VIP access at the Holy Spirit Hospital

You can guess it just by thinking.

"I think, given your situation, you will probably be transferred to work below..."

"You're definitely fine. After all, you're a top doctor; they won't do anything to you."

"I believe that with your abilities, you'll definitely be back at the top within five years!"

The male doctor, based on his experience, offered some comfort to Caroline.

Thank you for the comfort, but next time, don't comfort me.

Transferred to the lower floors?!

Wouldn't that make the people below laugh to death?

She went down, which meant someone would come up to take her place.

The top-tier doctors and those on the lower levels not only serve different clients, but their salaries, benefits, and welfare are also worlds apart.

The most unacceptable thing is still the issue of face.

Caroline's expression was pained; how many years had it taken her to rise to this position!

It would be better to just fire her!

Caroline's sorrow was greater than a broken heart.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. What had she done to deserve this? She was just covering a shift for someone, so why should she be punished?

This is simply a bolt from the blue!

"I refuse to accept this!"

She angrily took off her white coat and threw it onto the chair

"If we die, we die together!"

"He won't have it easy either."

"Who is it?" the male doctor asked.

Caroline was just about to speak when the door to the hospital room opened, and a man walked in.

He was still wearing his casual outfit for going out.

The person who came to cover her shift has arrived!

Caroline: "She is your patient!"