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Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!

Business elite Wu Bin suddenly died and reincarnated into a college student in a parallel world. Just as he joined the freshman military training, Wu Bin realized something was off. Why was his body weaker than a woman’s? Wu Bin had thought he could use the system to change his physique and reach the pinnacle of life! But who knew, in the next second, the style shifted dramatically! Ding. 【Congratulations, Host, for successfully acquiring Acute Myocardial Infarction】 【Beware, when your heart rate exceeds 130, Acute Myocardial Infarction will be triggered 100%】 Hiss! Are you serious with this crappy system? 【High host dissatisfaction value detected, special gift package for beginners】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift— Scorn of Death】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Rebirth from Cocoon】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Iron Will】 Consequently, the ordinary college student Wu Bin became a regular at the major hospitals in Shanghai. The campus belle was smitten with him, the principal prayed for him, and the instructor treated him as his own biological father! “Why can you fracture a bone just by going to the bathroom!” “How dare you travel all over with only 1 platelet?” “This batch of college students, they're very fragile, hard to kill!”

Uncle De Yun · Urban
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Chapter 110: Terror at the Nurse Station

At night, the nurse's station.

This was the first time Yin Yourong and her colleague Zhang Ya were on the night shift.

During the day, they hadn't noticed anything amiss since the hospital was bustling with people, and they were too busy to feel scared; they only felt tired.

But now, as the number of people slowly decreased, and since this was the inpatient department where hardly any patient needed consultation, the entire nurse's station had become quiet.

"Yourong, do you hear anything?"

Yin Yourong, who was passing the time by reading medical books, suddenly heard Zhang Ya ask this question.

Yin Yourong looked puzzled.

"What sound?"

Zhang Ya, curled up like a quail, said with some fear, "It's that kind of voice, straining with all its might, a very painful sound, as if it's coming from the men's restroom."

Zhang Ya usually liked watching horror movies.