Chapter 276: Death Under the Peony Flower

"Ding-dong~"

Ji Xiang was lying on the bed, his energy exhausted and preparing to sleep, when the sound of a System Task suddenly came to his ears.

【Emergency Task: Death by Ejaculation?

Task Content: Are the legends of ghosts and gods real? What should a Doctor believe in?

Task Duration: 7 days.

Task Reward: To be determined.】

A hellish System Emergency Task; the name itself reeked of impropriety, actually calling itself something like "Death by Ejaculation."

Moreover, there wasn't a single hint in the task content, and it even mentioned ghosts and gods.

If it weren't for the trust built up from spending a long time with the System NPC, Ji Xiang would truly have to doubt the stability and reliability of the system.

This System Task felt strange, and it didn't even tell him the task reward, writing "To be determined" instead.

Ji Xiang frowned, and his phone rang beside him.

"Hello, is this Wu Zong?"

"Are you asleep, Xiao Ji?" Wu Zong's voice came through, but he was only being polite before continuing, "Xiao Ji, would you mind coming to the hospital, please?"

"Hm? What's wrong, Wu Zong?" Ji Xiang knew it had to do with the System Task and instantly perked up.

Afterwards, Wu Zong briefly introduced the Patient's situation.

"Doctor Shen Ke from the Emergency Department and I both think... there might be something unclean; you haven't seen it, it's terrifying," Wu Zong said. "Xiao Ji, I'm not pushing you into a fire pit, but come take a look. If you can suppress it, then suppress it; if you can't, it's only right that you don't go in."

"……"

Ji Xiang felt helpless; he re-examined the Emergency Task issued by the system and felt suspicious.

"Wu Zong, you're too polite, I'll go take a look. But I'm not fierce, why would you think that?" Ji Xiang felt that Wu Zong was even more unreasonable than the system.

"Heh." Wu Zong didn't explain either, just let out a "heh" and then kept thanking him.

"Wu Zong, I'm coming right now." Ji Xiang gave Wu Zong a firm answer, hung up the phone, and first entered the System Operating Room.

"Teacher." After entering, Ji Xiang explained the situation outside.

"Go take a look." The System NPC stood with his hands behind his back and his waist hunched, his brows furrowed in a rare display of concern.

"Teacher, don't tell me even you haven't diagnosed it." Ji Xiang was surprised.

The System NPC looked up at Ji Xiang and smiled, "I am not a god, nor do I have the gift of prophecy."

"I thought..."

"That is all Clinical experience; the more you see, the more you naturally think," the System NPC said. "But this Patient is very strange."

"I have no leads for the moment."

The System NPC spoke very slowly, thinking as he spoke; it was clear that he was different today than usual.

Ji Xiang was also helpless and took his leave.

Because he had just finished training, Ji Xiang was exhausted and had to drink a bottle of Endurance Potion to replenish himself.

He felt a slight pang of regret; no wonder doctors all especially hate being called in the middle of the night for surgeries and consultations.

After changing his clothes, Ji Xiang went out.

Sha Paozi was lying in the old man's study fast asleep, and the old man was watching the night market.

"Dad, I'm going to the hospital."

"Emergency?"

"Yeah, I'm off, don't wait for me."

Ji Xiang waved his hand, casually patted the sleepy head of Sha Paozi, and turned to leave.

……

……

Arriving at the hospital, Ji Xiang saw Wu Zong and listened to him vividly recount the entire process.

Wu Zong was still somewhat afraid, but standing beside Ji Xiang, his courage seemed to grow, and his feelings of fear eased significantly.

"How many times has it been?"

Ji Xiang asked after listening.

"It's already been 4 times now," Wu Zong said. "It happens about every 30-40 minutes, and the blood is getting thicker. I feel like if this continues, it really will be a death by ejaculation."

"Wu Zong, have you encountered a similar situation before?"

"No, not at all. I actually think it's similar to what's written in books," Wu Zong winked at Ji Xiang. "It's just like those things told in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio."

"Wu Zong, you actually believe that? Those are just things storytellers use to trick people."

"I didn't believe it before, but I saw it with my own eyes this time, so I can't help but believe it." Wu Zong began to count the possibilities on his fingers for Ji Xiang.

After all, he was a Resident Chief at the Second Affiliated Hospital in the Provincial Hospital; he had seen many patients and heard many rumors.

From the first generation of Sildenafil Citrate to the third generation of drugs, from intraoperative congestion to the resolution of congestion.

Ji Xiang suddenly froze; the System NPC had taken him to resolve a sudden case of intraoperative congestion before.

Could there be a connection?

"Wu Zong, could it be similar to intraoperative congestion, with some external stimulation?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Absolutely impossible. Let me tell you, Xiao Ji, the kind you're talking about is caused by stimulation during surgery or by the effects of medication," Wu Zong said. "But the Patient is already done for, damn it. You know what it means to have one's body hollowed out, right? That's exactly this situation."

"But even though the body is almost hollowed out, the Patient is still constantly congested, and the stuff spraying out is getting redder and redder." The more Wu Zong spoke, the more afraid he became, and he began to lean toward Ji Xiang involuntarily.

Ji Xiang didn't notice Wu Zong at all; after hearing the "medical history," he turned and headed to the Emergency Rescue Room.

"Xiao Ji!"

"Hm?" Ji Xiang turned back.

"You... be careful." Wu Zong swallowed hard.

He still lacked the courage to go in with Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang, however, was not afraid at all; he first asked Meng Qingfei for a White Uniform, then walked straight into the Emergency Rescue Room.

Meng Qingfei bit the bullet and followed Ji Xiang inside.

There were not many people in the room, only Bai Chuzhang, Liu Zhuren, and one Nurse were present.

"Xiao Ji, why are you here?" Bai Chuzhang was stunned after seeing Ji Xiang.

"I told Wu Zong to find the fiercest Doctor from the Urology Department to give it a try, fearing that anyone with a small heart would be scared unconscious," Meng Qingfei explained helplessly. "As a result, Wu Zong brought Doctor Ji Yisheng here."

"Nonsense," Bai Chuzhang scolded.

Ji Xiang did not speak either, standing quietly beside Liu Zhuren.

"Do you have any ideas, Liu Zhuren?" Bai Chuzhang asked.

"None." Liu Zhuren frowned; the Patient had already been lifted onto the emergency rescue bed, but he stood three steps away from the Patient, as if he dared not approach.

Ji Xiang stared at the Patient, who had lost consciousness and was in a deep sleep. Fortunately, the various vital sign values appearing on the Cardiac Monitor were still relatively stable, and there was no immediate danger for the time being.

The Patient's face was a bit tense; it seemed that even in his deep sleep, he sensed danger, or perhaps he was very nervous.

It was not like what Ji Xiang had imagined—to die under a peony flower, even as a ghost, one would still be romantic.

Suddenly!

Ji Xiang felt the Patient move slightly.

Furrowed brows, corners of the mouth turned downward, a "bitter smile" on the lips.

This is...

Originally quiet, the Patient suddenly had an expression, and Liu Zhuren subconsciously took half a step back, bumping into Ji Xiang's shoulder.

And the quiet atmosphere instantly collapsed.

Invisibly, it was as if someone were pulling the Patient's arm, and the Patient was struggling unconsciously.

If not for witnessing it with their own eyes, and if not for the fact that there was nothing on the Patient, everyone would have thought that two people were "fighting."

"Xiao Ji, can you see anyone?" Liu Zhuren asked, trembling.

(End of this chapter)