Chapter 136 - 133: A Single Thought to Become a Demon

Chapter 136: Chapter 133: A Single Thought to Become a Demon

About ten minutes or so passed.

Liu Yue returned to normal, a trace of gratitude appearing on her pretty, yet pale and sickly, face.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang. Your medical skills are truly brilliant."

Zhang Haoceng grew a little bashful and scratched his head.

"It’s nothing, really."

’Who said doctors were destined to be shunned by beauty and money?’

’Treating a beautiful woman like this isn’t so bad, is it?’

’Look, this beauty from the Southern Country is gazing at me so affectionately.’

’Well... the "affectionately" part was just my imagination.’

’Hey, can’t a guy fantasize a little?’

The more Zhang Haoceng thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. He quickly stood up and said,

"I should get back to my shift. You get some rest. Oh, and Happy New Year."

Suddenly, a small, cold hand grabbed his.

Zhang Haoceng looked back in astonishment.

Liu Yue kept her head down and said, a little shyly,

"Could you... stay with me for a little while?"

The more she spoke, the more ashamed Liu Yue seemed to feel.

"I just feel... safer when you’re here."

Zhang Haoceng felt a rush of blood to his head.

’My goddess wants me to stay with her?’

’Is this... her way of showing she likes me?’

Zhang Haoceng had used Hypnosis on Liu Yue many times. He knew how deep her love for her late husband was.

’Liu Yue is definitely not a fickle woman. Why would she act like this?’

A psychological term immediately surfaced in his mind: transference.

It manifests as a patient developing positive feelings for their doctor, such as affection, admiration, trust, and dependence.

When this dependence reaches an intense and irrational level, the patient might idealize the doctor as an omnipotent "savior."

Zhang Haoceng quickly shook his head, trying to cast out his impure thoughts.

’I can’t take advantage of her vulnerability!’

He rushed out of the hospital room.

...

Zhang Haoceng walked down the hallway, his mind in a daze.

The young nurses on duty greeted him eagerly.

The patients would cheer with joy whenever they saw him.

He had never experienced this kind of status before.

Zhang Haoceng walked into the duty office near the hospital entrance.

The cold wind blew in, finally calming some of the turmoil in his heart.

Zhang Haoceng gazed out the pitch-black window, his mind filled with the image of Liu Yue’s charming and lovely face.

"If only she didn’t have a husband,"

Zhang Haoceng sighed.

To be honest, he was jealous of that dead man.

Liu Yue was a very traditional woman, willing to remain a widow for the rest of her life for her late husband.

This was also one of the things Zhang Haoceng admired about Liu Yue—her loyalty.

"If only... this whole ’late husband’ business had never happened."

’The Killing Pocket Watch could make Liu Yue forget her late husband.’

Zhang Haoceng was suddenly terrified by his own thought.

’How could I even think that?!’

’A doctor must have medical ethics!’

’How could I do something so despicable!’

"Actually, if I use Hypnosis on her and have myself replace her late husband in her heart, you could say that... it’s a way of curing her mental illness."

’Her heart died with her husband. If I replace him, her illness will naturally be cured.’

Beads of sweat formed on the tip of Zhang Haoceng’s nose, and his heart pounded violently.

’Yes!’

’This counts as curing her mental illness.’

’I absolutely won’t cross the line. I absolutely won’t take advantage of her vulnerability!’

’If she falls for me, my medical ethics would mean we could only ever be an impossible fantasy for each other!’

In the darkness, Zhang Haoceng’s face twisted into a distorted expression.

"The power of the Killing Pocket Watch is so strange...

Even the police can’t touch me!"

...

Never make any decisions at night.

Because the flood of dopamine your brain secretes will make you choose poorly, as if you were drunk.

In the early hours of the morning, Zhang Haoceng finally made up his mind and walked into Liu Yue’s room.

Liu Yue was startled awake. Seeing Zhang Haoceng, she asked in surprise,

"Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Haoceng wiped away his sweat.

"Do you want to be completely cured of your illness?"

Stunned for a moment, Liu Yue nodded eagerly.

Zhang Haoceng said,

"Good. I’ve thought of a treatment plan for you.

Once my Hypnosis is finished, you’ll be able to leave the hospital."

This time, Zhang Haoceng wasn’t reluctant to let Liu Yue be discharged.

Because... even if Liu Yue left the hospital, he would be the one she loved.

’Then we can chat on WeChat, have video calls, and if things develop quickly, maybe we can even get together.’

’Don’t movies always have a plot like this?’

’After the female lead’s husband dies, his heart is donated to the male lead.’

’Because that heart loved the female lead, the male lead falls in love with her too, and they live happily ever after.’

Liu Yue nodded quickly, her voice full of pleasant surprise.

"Okay, okay! Thank you, Dr. Zhang. I’m ready."

The sweat on the tip of Zhang Haoceng’s nose was unstoppable. He would wipe it away, only for new beads to form instantly.

He took the Killing Pocket Watch from his pocket and dangled it before Liu Yue’s eyes.

"Actually, the person you truly love is me, not your dead husband."

The Killing Pocket Watch began to emit a bizarre power.

It started to distort Liu Yue’s perception...

Every one of the Taboo Items possesses a powerful, forbidden magic.

In truth, whether this power is evil depends entirely on how the user wields it.

In the hands of one with a pure and flawless heart, even the Scythe of Death could be a precious tool for healing and saving lives.

But for a person with strong desires, even if they grew the wings of an Angel, their light would only bring suffering.

Alas, in this world, people come and go, most driven by desire.

That is why the power within these relics of the Deities came to be known as... Taboo!

A moment later, Liu Yue opened her eyes.

Zhang Haoceng’s heart pounded, his lips were dry, and he couldn’t stop blinking.

He stared into Liu Yue’s eyes as if he were looking at a huge sum of stolen money.

Liu Yue suddenly threw herself into Zhang Haoceng’s arms, sobbing.

"Haoceng, I’ve missed you so much."

Zhang Haoceng’s face turned bright red, and his breathing grew rapid.

"Haven’t I been right here? Why would you miss me?"

A look of confusion appeared in Liu Yue’s eyes.

"I... I don’t know. I just feel like I haven’t seen you in a long, long time."

A shudder ran through Zhang Haoceng’s body.

It was his first time doing something so immoral. He felt fear, and yet... he was also incredibly excited!

Suddenly, the sound of high heels echoed from the doorway.

It sounded as if a woman in high heels had been peeping just now and, having discovered the secret here, was now swaggering away.

Zhang Haoceng instantly grew tense.

’If someone finds out I used Hypnosis to do this, my life is over!’

Once he realized this, the beauty in his arms no longer seemed so alluring.

Zhang Haoceng shoved Liu Yue away and rushed out the door.

He saw the back of the female director.

Zhang Haoceng’s heart sank.

’It’s over. How could she be the one to find out?!’

’I’ve already made a mortal enemy of this woman.’

’She knows my secret. She’ll never let me get away with this!’

...

Zhang Haoceng burst into the director’s office.

The female director was sitting in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips as she watched him.

Zhang Haoceng’s heart died completely.

’She... she really did see it.’

Zhang Haoceng hurriedly tried to explain,

"I—I was just trying to treat my patient!"

Before today, he would have dared to stand up to the female director.

Because he was in the right, his medical skills were superb, and a just cause enjoys abundant support.

Even though she was the top leader of Qingshan Mental Hospital, she couldn’t do anything to him.

Now, his imposing aura had completely vanished. He was cowering, like a thief caught in the act.

Because... an unjust one finds little support.

The female director crossed her legs.

"Using Hypnosis to seduce a female patient. Quite the talent you’ve got there!"

Zhang Haoceng’s face flushed crimson with shame.

His pride couldn’t take it.

But for the sake of his future and career, to avoid being condemned by millions, he lowered his head and begged,

"Director, you... you have to forgive me. Please don’t tell anyone."

"You shameless dog! Even if you aren’t ashamed, I am!"

The female director stood up. Striding over to Zhang Haoceng on her black silk-clad legs, she gave him an icy smile.

"However, I can give you a chance.

From now on, you’ll do exactly as I say. Use that little Hypnosis trick of yours to do some things for me, and I can let this slide."

Zhang Haoceng froze for a second, then raised his head.

He saw the director’s eyes, overflowing with Greed.

The corner of Zhang Haoceng’s eye twitched.

’That’s right. I have the Killing Pocket Watch. Its power is enough to make anyone burn with envy.’

’So... why am I afraid of her?’

The female director frivolously lifted Zhang Haoceng’s chin with her finger, looking as if she held all the cards.

"Do you understand?"

Zhang Haoceng pulled the pocket watch from his coat.

The female director instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Haoceng’s eyes widened, and he practically roared,

"Such an abuse of power!"

...