The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 118

Chu Ci draped the emerald green coat over Qing Li. Perhaps he was accustomed to seeing Qing Li in a small cotton jacket; he actually felt that only a girl dressed like this was pleasing to the eye.

“Yes, this coat looks the best,” Chu Ci said.

Jin Chen: (???)?

Other hotel staff: (*???)!!

So, they had been causing a commotion in the hotel for several hours for nothing?

“Doctor Chu, do you also think this kind of cotton jacket looks good?”

Qing Li shrunk her small head, but her eyes were sparkling as she looked at Chu Ci.

He is indeed the man she fancies, having the same good taste as her.

Chu Ci nodded, gently extracting Qing Li’s hair from his collar, and smiled slightly, saying, “Yes, the emerald green is very fresh and refined. It looks beautiful on you.”

Hearing their conversation, Jin Chen couldn’t hold back any longer.

If he weren’t weaker, he would have liked to cover Chu Ci’s mouth and tell him to shut up.

This madman’s aesthetic is completely off from normal people’s taste. Damn it, can you not lead her astray!

Ah, indeed, the mouth of a man, a deceiving ghost.

Pah, hypocrisy!

Meanwhile, Qing Li, with a solemn face, quickly walked up to Ma Yue and threw the bus key to him.

Ma Yue, holding his head in confusion, said, “What does the boss mean?”

Qing Li, with a stern face, said, “Hurry back to the hotel and bring back all those cotton-padded coats I used for dog beds.”

Those were bought by her for a hefty price, and since Dr. Chu likes them, of course, they shouldn’t be wasted.

Ma Yue: “…”

Manager Jin’s prediction came true!

Watching Qing Li and Chu Ci enter the hospital, the hotel staff had complicated looks in their eyes.

The receptionist weakly said, “Maybe Mr. Chu, like the boss, likes the rustic style.”

But Huang Lina shook her head, smiling meaningfully, “No, what Mr. Chu likes is the rustic-style boss.”

Ma Yue: “So, should I go back and pick up all those cotton-padded coats?”

Jin Chen: “No, throw them even farther away.”

Qing Li followed Chu Ci into the operating room. Her visit to the East Suburb Hospital was not just for Chu Ci but for some important matters.

“Dr. Chu, can this be fixed?”

Qing Li was holding a bloody human head in her hands. If the live broadcast audience saw it, they would surely exclaim that it was Wei Zhengrong’s head.

The head was covered in cracks, with gory, bloody wounds, yet it had closed eyes and a peaceful, relieved smile on its lips.

Chu Ci put on gloves and placed his hand on the head, feeling a faint soul fluctuation.

“It can be fixed, but I need some materials.”

The materials he referred to were naturally the limbs and organs of ghosts.

The soul of this human was already shattered. Even if repaired, it would only be a lower-level ghost.

Qing Li placed Wei Zhengrong’s head on the operating table and took out the arm of a major fierce being, followed by pieces of flesh from semi-fierce beings.

“Use these to make his body.”

The usually stingy Qing Li was being exceptionally generous for the first time.

You should know she’s someone who would even demand an arm as a tip for delivering takeout.

Chu Ci’s brows slightly furrowed, and in an emotionless voice, he asked, “Is he very important to you?”

But Qing Li shook her head: “Not important at all.”

Yet she remembered how Wei Zhengrong chose to abandon his mission rather than hurt her…

“This person is both stupid and foolish, trying to bind me with a sense of dying morality, so… I don’t want him to die!”

After he’s saved, she’ll make him work off the debt of all this flesh from major and semi-fierce beings!

Meanwhile, a sudden commotion erupted outside the operating room.

“Dr. Chu, it’s bad, there are ghosts causing trouble outside.”

An intern ghost rushed into the operating room in a panic.

When he saw Qing Li next to Chu Ci, his pupils dilated in shock and disbelief, then in pain and reproach, he accused, “Dr. Chu, how could you be with another woman behind the Dean’s back?”

After a pause, he revealed a knowing expression.

“Ah, don’t worry, Dr. Chu, I’ll keep your secret. After all, although the Dean is cute, she’s also fierce, stingy, miserly, and flat-chested. It’s not entirely unreasonable for you to cheat with another woman. I understand, I understand it all…”

Before Chu Ci could speak, Qing Li silently pulled out a large cleaver and said coldly, “You understand nothing.”

The intern ghost, seeing the familiar large cleaver…

My life is over!

The door to the operating room slammed shut, and from inside came screams of utter despair.

When the door opened again, Qing Li was calmly wiping the blood off her hands with a wet tissue. Smiling, she said, “Dr. Chu, let’s deal with the troublemakers outside!”

Chu Ci took the bloodstained tissue from her hand and threw it in the trash…

In the hallway.

“Fellow patients, we must resist this unscrupulous hospital. A hospital that cruelly persecutes our brethren should not exist in this world. We must protest, file complaints, and defend our interests to reclaim our body organs.”

A ghostly figure with an indescribable appearance stood above, his eyes filled with tears, passionately roaring in anger.

The ghosts of the hospital, stirred by his words, gathered around, raising their fists and shouting:

“Reclaim our bodies, resist the unscrupulous hospital…”

The intern ghosts stood by, at a loss.

But with the appearance of Chu Ci, the cursing ghosts suddenly fell silent.

“Dr. Chu, this has nothing to do with us. It was all instigated by that guy whose head looks like a buttock.”

“Dr. Chu, I want to officially report that an illegal element has infiltrated our hospital, deliberately tarnishing our reputation. Though I am a ghost patient, I know our hospital has always adhered to the principle of treating illnesses and saving ghosts. Such ghosts who smear the hospital’s name must not be tolerated.”

The troublemaking ghost was dumbfounded by his former allies’ sudden betrayal.

“Phew, you are all cowards afraid of death, a disgrace to ghosts. I am ashamed to be associated with you.”

He glared at all the ghosts present with angry eyes, but his gaze showed hidden fear when facing Chu Ci.

Chu Ci remained silent, while Qing Li, who had been standing behind him, stepped forward with narrowed eyes.

She looked at the troublemaking ghost and felt he seemed familiar, especially his mouth, which resembled a chrysanthemum, reminding her of an old acquaintance.

“Hello, patient, I am the dean of this hospital. If you have any dissatisfaction with our hospital, please speak up, and I will do my best to resolve it.”

Seeing the smiling Qing Li, the troublemaking ghost also felt a sense of familiarity.

The dean looked like someone he knew… like that woman who loved to strike ghosts with lightning on a whim.

The troublemaking ghost, seizing the opportunity to deescalate, slowly pulled out a photo from his pocket, his eyes brimming with tears, and choked up, “I originally came to this hospital wanting to get plastic surgery…”

The photo showed a face without features, but with a chrysanthemum-shaped organ on it…