Manipulative Harem God



[... Host, why not buy something from System shop to fix her mind?] System suggested.

If this woman kept doing things like this, it might increase Zhang Wei's workload.

Zhang Wei, however, shook his head, vehemently denying the proposal.

In his opinion, this aspect of her personality was far superior.

The system didn't press the issue any further, sensing his firm decision.

"Zhang Wei, when are we going home?" Yu Lei suddenly asked, as he fed her the soup with care.

"Wait until tomorrow," replied Zhang Wei.

"Hm!" Yu Lei hummed with a hint of impatience, savoring each spoonful of the soup he offered.

Observing her this way, Zhang Wei was both fascinated and puzzled, "Is it really that tasty?" Hospital food was infamous for its lack of flavor.

Yu Lei, with playful mischief in her eyes, seized the spoon from his grasp and, with a mischievous glint in her eye, directed it toward his lips.

"... Eat!" she proclaimed, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Zhang Wei hesitated for a moment but eventually complied, opening his mouth to taste the soup she found so delightful.

Almost instantly, he started coughing.

"... Who the hell created this terrible soup?" he muttered in disbelief, reaching for a glass of water to soothe his throat.

In his entire life, he couldn't recall tasting something as flavorless and unappetizing.

Sighing, he pushed the bowl aside, determined to find something more appetizing. "I'll get you something else," he promised, heading outside to place an order with the hospital staff.

As Zhang Wei's departing figure faded from sight, a woman cloaked in an immaculate white coat glided into the ward.

"You are...?" Yu Lei sat up in a sudden whirl of surprise, utterly entranced by the ethereal vision before her.

The newcomer seemed to possess an otherworldly allure that left Yu Lei awestruck.

Her countenance exuded a rare and captivating beauty that made Yu Lei question her own perception of what it meant to be truly enchanting.

With hair as pure as freshly fallen snow, cascading in waves of silk, and eyes that shimmered like a celestial tapestry of sapphire stars, the woman seemed to embody the very essence of elegance and grace.

Even without laying a hand on her, Yu Lei was convinced that this woman's skin would be as smooth as the finest satin, each touch a delicate caress like the brush of a feather, her very existence a testament to the artistry of divine craftsmanship.

Her figure was a symphony of perfection, a melody of gentle curves and lines that came together in harmony. The subtle sway of her waist, the gentle rise of her bosom, and the commanding presence she emanated from her towering height, accentuated by sleek black heels, combined to create an aura of captivating allure.

"Mrs. Zhang, this is Miracle Doctor Ms. Feng. Your attending doctor had an unfortunate accident, and Ms. Feng has graciously offered to take over your case. Please be aware that she rarely accepts patients, regardless of the wealth or prestige involved, but she has made a special exception for you," the dean explained, a hint of reverence in his tone.

"Enough, you may leave us now," Feng Ruoyan interjected with a gentle wave of her hand, gracefully silencing the dean before he could continue.

It was an astounding sight to witness the dean of such a large hospital being ordered around by a single individual, but no one dared to question her authority.

With a sigh of resignation, the dean shook his head helplessly and departed, following her directive without hesitation.

There was little he could do but comply with her wishes.

Feng Ruoyan had a reputation for performing medical miracles, pulling people back from the brink of death.

She had seemingly appeared out of thin air, and within a few short months, had garnered immense fame for the hospital.

However, there was a caveat to her extraordinary abilities – she saw patients on her own terms.

No amount of wealth or influence could sway her decision.

It was rumored that she once turned down a billion-dollar offer to attend to a patient, a testament to her unwavering principles.

The dean often pondered why such a remarkable talent chose to remain in this city rather than moving to a larger metropolis like the capital.

Her presence was an enigma, and he couldn't help but wonder about her motivations.

Once the dean was gone, Feng Ruoyan's lips curved into a slight smile as she gazed at Yu Lei, who looked back at her with curious fascination.

As Yu Lei's eyes blinked in initial surprise, she seemed nonchalant about the woman's presence, her focus firmly fixed on Zhang Wei.

With a dismissive wave of her hand, she declared, "I don't need a doctor anymore. You can go attend to patients with critical injuries instead."

Feng Ruoyan's lips twitched, restraining the words that threatened to spill out. With a wearied sigh, she flicked her fingers in a gesture of resignation.

In an instant, a mist-like substance flowed from her fingers and entered Yu Lei's mind, causing her to slump into unconsciousness.

It was as if an unseen force had gently subdued her, though Zhang Wei was yet unaware of this peculiar turn of events.

Just as Zhang Wei re-entered the room, he caught sight of the back of an incredibly beautiful woman.

"You are...?" he muttered, confused.

Even from behind, her figure exuded a mesmerizing charm, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire

He found himself momentarily captivated, almost fantasizing about what it would be like to touch her, even if it was just a spank.

However, the alluring sight was merely a fleeting distraction, for his attention swiftly returned to Yu Lei's unconscious form.

Instantly, Feng Ruoyan turned back with a smile, her eyes twinkling with resentment. "So, you're the reason my sister traveled all the way to this small, polluted place?" she mused inexplicably.

"Who the hell are you now...?" Zhang Wei blurted out, his instinctive reaction mirroring Yu Lei's surprise at Feng Ruoyan's sudden appearance.

Unfazed by his question, Feng Ruoyan's attire underwent a mesmerizing transformation.

The mortal clothing she had worn earlier dissolved into mist and vanished, replaced by an ancient blue and white dress with full sleeves that added to her ethereal allure.

Zhang Wei's eyes widened at the sight, momentarily taken aback by the enchanting transformation.

He couldn't help but be captivated slighly by her, just as he had been before.

Her beauty was both timeless and mesmerizing, leaving him momentarily speechless.

"Woah, never mind, you can stay," he finally managed to say, a playful glint in his eyes. "I'll make an exception because of your... exquisite appearance."

[Host, it's not the time to joke.]