Manipulative Harem God

Amid the backdrop of the Willow Breeze Medical Institute, Mo Chen was clearly baffled. He murmured in a state of confusion while Wang Haoran and his four vigilant bodyguards guided him around the hospital's rear area. "What is Xiaoying doing here? Did she have an accident?" His bewilderment was evident.

With a tone of polite reassurance, Wang Haoran elucidated, "Xiaoying came here to search for one of her friends. Please wait here; she should be arriving shortly." Having conveyed this message, Wang Haoran discreetly excused himself to contact Zhang Wei.

In the meantime, Zhang Wei had managed to arrive ahead of the group, taking advantage of a route free from traffic congestion. He directed Wang Haoran to hold off on any immediate actions. As they all congregated at the hospital's rear entrance, Zhang Wei emerged stealthily from the enveloping shadows of a massive tree and confidently made his way toward the hospital's entrance.

In a swift and determined stride, Zhang Wei bypassed Mo Chen and stepped into the hospital. He proceeded through the well-lit corridor, ascending the stairs to the third floor with a clear objective in mind—identifying the room of Hao Yue's mother, Shen Qian.

...

"Sir, you can't go inside, visitors are not allowed at this time of the hour," a nurse at the entrance sternly stopped Zhang Wei in his tracks. She held a tray in her hands, her demeanor firm.

Zhang Wei turned around with a congenial smile. "I am staff here."

The nurse's frown deepened, and she hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "...Can you show your identity card?"

"Of course," Zhang Wei complied, pulling out his identification card and extending it slowly toward the unsuspecting nurse.

Suddenly, his hands moved with a lightning-quick blur. He gripped the card vertically and slashed it upward toward the nurse's face.

Her eyes widened in shock.

Swish!

The trajectory of the ID card changed as it inflicted a deep gash across her face and continued directly into her neck.

Puchi!

"Ahhhh!" The nurse's cry was cut short as blood spurted out from the grievous wound. She frantically tried to cover it with her trembling hands before her body crumpled to the floor, lifeless and discarded.

The sudden and violent act sent a wave of chaos rippling through the hospital entrance. The other staff members and patients nearby reacted with shock and horror.

"Dear God, what's happening?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Someone call the police!"

Screams and panicked voices filled the air, mingling with the frantic footsteps of people running for safety.

Zhang Wei calmly wiped the blood from the sharp edge of his ID card with a cloth he retrieved from his pocket. He then pocketed the card and continued on his path, undeterred by the gruesome scene he'd left behind.

As he reached the elevator, Zhang Wei pressed the button, waiting for the doors to open. He maintained his composure, fully aware that his actions had attracted attention. People continued to scatter in all directions, desperately seeking refuge.

Moments later, the elevator doors slid open, revealing an elderly couple inside. Zhang Wei stepped in, and the doors closed with a soft chime.

The couple exchanged uneasy glances but said nothing as the elevator began its ascent.

....

The female passenger slightly shivered, her eyes fixated on the bloodstains on Zhang Wei's clothes and the mess at the floor. She, along with her partner, retreated to the back of the elevator's compact space. In a state of panic, they both started to recite prayers in a trembling posture.

Zhang Wei turned toward them with a warm smile. "Are you praying to God?" he asked with a genuine interest in their actions.

The old man, his voice quaking, hurriedly stepped forward. "D-don't do anything to my wife!" he yelled, his legs trembling with fear.

Zhang Wei's smile remained warm and reassuring. "I won't do anything to her, but she should first tell me if she is praying to God or not," he said, his penetrating gaze still focused on the woman.

The woman shivered under the weight of his stare. "Y-Yes!" she stammered, her voice quivering as she started to pray even more loudly.

Zhang Wei nodded and turned back around, resuming his straight posture. The couple let out a collective sigh of relief as the tension seemed to ease.

*Click!*

The elevator finally came to a halt on the third floor, and the doors slid open.

...

Puchi!

Puchi!

Behind Zhang Wei, two bodies from the elderly couple fell to the floor, joining the growing pool of blood, their lives extinguished. He continued walking through the corridor, surrounded by chaos and terrified screams.

"May God have mercy on their souls," Zhang Wei muttered as he walked, maintaining an air of calm. His path remained unwavering as he made his way to ward A-11.

He had sent those two souls to their final destination—Heaven. Now they no longer had to endure the trials of the mortal world.

Screams and cries echoed through the hospital floor as chaos reigned. The elderly couple was not the only casualty.

One by one, more bodies fell as Zhang Wei continued his relentless march down the corridor, turning the entire area into a macabre and horrifying scene.

A nurse, paralyzed by fear, stumbled and fell as she tried to escape. Her piercing screams were abruptly cut short as Zhang Wei swiftly silenced her. Another staff member, a doctor, tried to intervene but met a similar fate as a sharp object found its mark.

Puchi!

Puchi!

Thud!

Panic spread like wildfire, and the remaining medical personnel and patients tried desperately to flee from the unstoppable force that had descended upon them. More cries of terror, pleas for mercy, and agonizing wails filled the air, creating an atmosphere of sheer horror.

Blood pooled on the pristine hospital floor, seeping into the white tiles and transforming the sterile environment into a gruesome tableau of death. Amid this nightmarish scene, Zhang Wei's footsteps remained consistent, echoing in the midset of screams and cries of terror.

Puchi!

Puchi!

One by one, bodies fell around him, transforming the entire floor into a pool of blood.

Yet, Zhang Wei pressed on until he finally arrived at ward A-11.

"Let's meet the Mother-in-law..." Zhang Wei finally sighed, pushing open the door.