My Cell Prison-Chapter 1149 - 1148: Situation Critical

Han Dong, lying on the sickbed, was still lost in the consciousness scene he had entered during his coma.

The scene, clearly transmitted by Chen Li’s induction... Chen Li’s image had also changed significantly, and Han Dong even felt changes within her.

"Come and fetch me..."

A weird and ethereal voice lingered in Han Dong’s mind, refusing to dissipate.

"No, I have to go to the Black Tower Office to inquire about the situation.

If things are urgent, I must go to ’Yin Yang Road’ to retrieve Chen Li... After all, she has long exceeded her trial time, and the corresponding trial world has also become very unstable."

Just as Han Dong was about to get out of bed.

Ding!

Some kind of bell sound echoed in the hospital room, piercing through the eardrums and reverberating within the brain domain, forcing Han Dong to cover his ears, unable to make any further movements.

"Patients who have not yet recovered must stay in bed and rest~"

As the voice sounded, the door opened, and a long leg in pink fishnet stockings stepped into the hospital room.

The owner of the thighs was a female nurse with a golden ratio figure... beneath a low-cut nurse outfit, she was also wearing a black leather jacket, which didn’t seem like attire meant for tending to the sick.

However, as the gaze shifted upwards, all illusions disappeared.

Beneath the golden wavy hair, the face had no features at all but was a completely hollowed-out head.

The empty skull cavity was stuffed full of densely packed syringes of various models.

From behind the nurse, there was even a better ’view’.

The back corresponded to a completely hollowed body trunk, inside of which was hung with various medicinals via iron hooks, allowing her to deal with various emergency situations at the fight club.

"Mr. Han Dong, the damage to your [left arm] and [Body Trunk] exceeds 70%, involving soul fragmentation and deep layer repair... Although the plague has been removed and the basic structure stabilized, you still cannot get out of bed now.

If you sustain a secondary injury, you would be disabled."

"That’s the situation..." Han Dong briefly explained.

"Have you received the[Fate Notice] yet?

Just going to the office to check information is allowed, but absolutely no subjective interference with fate events.

If you get disabled or die during your treatment, our hospital will have to bear the responsibility."

"I’m just going to look, absolutely will not interfere with any fate events."

"Alright, I’ll accompany you there... Before setting off, I need to give you an injection of Assurance Fluid."

Saying so, the nurse pulled a syringe out of her head and then took a bottle of milky solution from the body cavity.

Without waiting for any response from Han Dong, she quickly injected one into his heart and another into the biceps of his left arm.

And believe it or not, it actually felt quite comfortable.

Han Dong immediately felt a warm liquid slowly release between his trunk and arm, forming a white protective layer that enveloped his muscles, organs, and bones.

Stabilizing his body while also restricting the energy release from his trunk and left arm, ensuring stability.

"Let’s go."

"Okay... thank you."

Having frequently interacted with unusual people, Han Dong quickly adapted to the nurse’s characteristics as a ’human medicament.’

It took a full half-hour of walking through the lengthy corridors before they reached the elevator.

Curiously asking in the elevator: "This hospital seems very large, and all are private rooms... Also, the form of all you nurses seems to be the same."

"Is this supposed to be the public hospital inside Black Tower?"

The nurse, aware that Han Dong was a new member, patiently explained, "No, it’s a private hospital for the fighting club, available only to members.

After all, after each fight, at least one person needs treatment.

Treatment facilities are essential for the club, as we must ensure members receive timely treatment without any residual effects.

As for us nurses, we are fundamentally one entity."

"Private? And it’s so large... Land must be quite expensive inside the World of Black Tower."

"The hospital is not built inside Black Tower but is connected through a spatial transmission facility.

The size of the fighting club is much larger than you might think, covering more than 80% of the large worlds... Our club’s outposts are scattered throughout the lower, middle, and upper layers of Black Tower.

Some veteran members stay here year-round for ’combat training’, spending eight out of ten days in the hospital.

The hospital is a necessity."

"This!"

Although Han Dong had guessed the club was not small, he didn’t realize it was this big.

Upon reaching the first floor of the hospital, a space station platform similar to a subway station had been set up... Patients being discharged needed to take a space train back to Black Tower.

Back in the familiar plaza area, Han Dong immediately headed to the nearby Black Tower Office.

Then, as Han Dong presented his ’Intern Employee Card’ to the staff behind the counter, the Vortex Mask worn by the staff began to spin.

A mechanical voice came from inside the mask:

"We have detected that one of your ’Minions’ in the ’Yin Yang Road’ world has changed status from ’abnormal’ to ’stable’. Due to her stickiness and interactivity with that world, our staff finds it difficult to remove her directly.

You need to personally extract her.

Warning: The ’Minion’s’ trial time has already exceeded the originally scheduled time, and during that period, it has induced a large-scale fluctuation of Entropy Value, rendering the world unusable for participants.

Please enter the corresponding world and retrieve the Minion within 48 hours.

Exceeding the time limit will result in a deduction of 100 points per hour from your personal score, and it will also affect your rating in the World of Black Tower."

The thorough explanation by the staff indicated the situation was extremely urgent.

Han Dong quickly turned to his private nurse, "Miss Nurse, what should I do?"

"If it’s just a deduction of points, the club can pay for you, but this matter involves your credibility rating, which is indeed troublesome... Let me figure it out."

The nurse, with her head full of syringes, leaned into the window, communicated with the other party using a series of professional Black Tower terminologies, and also provided Han Dong’s hospitalization details.

A solution was quickly found.

"Your situation is urgent, and Black Tower does not permit further delay.

However, considering your health, they allow you to bring another club member to enter with you to ensure your safety."

"Bring another club member? I’ve just joined the club, and I only know Headless."

"I’ve already sent a message to ’Headless’. If he’s unavailable, I will accompany you myself."

A reply came every minute.

The nurse, watching the return message, with the syringe embedded in her skull cavity slightly trembling, seemed quite surprised.

"’Headless’ is actually willing to take time to help you with this minor issue, and he’s usually very lazy.

Well... Since Headless will accompany you, there won’t be any problems with your safety.

Once the Minion is retrieved, remember to return to the hospital immediately for a physical re-examination."