[Doctor, Doctor! Bugs! There are bugs! I feel like I need to drink two bottles of insecticide! — A patient who just returned from a trip to Europe and fell into a coma due to hepatic encephalopathy seems to have been stimulated by something, sitting up in shock and yelling to the sky.]
[Wish Fulfilled: Disinfection (Fungi have existed far longer than humans, and as the world changes, they seem to have changed too. They came from insects and now infest human bodies. Bed No. 18 on the 9th floor)]
Just arriving on the 7th floor of the hospital, ready to provide comfort treatment to a patient, the little fox suddenly saw a wish pop up on the wish list in its mind.
"Fungal infection in the liver?" Ansheng was slightly stunned and a bit surprised when he saw the description on the wish list.
Though not a medical student, he had heard of the notorious fungal pneumonia during his time lurking in forums.
Fungal infections in the lungs are notoriously difficult to treat, typically affecting people with weak immune systems, or those with severe foot fetishes who dare to practice them.
In other words... once a patient exhibits a fungal infection, it indicates a potential issue with the immune system, or that they have ingested a large number of fungal spores capable of infecting humans.
"However... from the details of the wish list, the guy lying in bed 18 likely licked or ate something during his travels that led to an infection by an evolved fungus."
"Appearing on the wish list and lying in the ICU... he probably won't last long."
"But he's fortunate, at least, to awaken from a dying state to alert me. I happen to know who can treat him in our country. I'll find him a doctor."
Ansheng arrived at bed 167, in front of a patient with a herniated disc.
The patient on the bed hadn't fallen asleep yet and looked at the white fox with suspicion, saying, "Are you seeking a title?"
"Squeak, squeak!"
Ansheng rolled his eyes, unfazed by the panicked mutterings of the patient with the herniated disc, and boldly jumped onto his bed, wiping his feet on the clean white sheets, and squatted at the bedside, complaining in his mind as he started a massage on the man's waist.
"What's to be afraid of? Never visited a foot massage parlor? Haven't you heard the saying? Even if it's not what you expected, if it's your order, you gotta grit your teeth and get through it!"
Seeing the patient trying to flee, Master Fox, who came for Wish Power, pressed down on his pants with one foot, forcing him back onto the bed.
The little fox picked up a nearby therapy device, read the instructions thoroughly, and started setting it up, akin to torture, under the patient's terrified gaze.
"Snap, snap, snap..."
The crisp sound of bones stretching echoed throughout the ward and corridor. After a while, Ansheng came out of the room, biting a note full of handwriting.
The little fox went to the nurses' station, glanced at the gathering of expert doctors, and left with the note.
"Damn it! There are monsters in the hospital. I'm outta here!"
The patient from bed 167 unplugged the towel from his mouth, his face full of panic, tossed away his phone, and bolted down the corridor, running as if he didn't have a serious lumbar spine problem at all.
His lumbar disc herniation wasn't severe.
It was due to his posture, spending his days lazily slouched in a chair because it felt comfortable, leading to spine issues.
But after tonight's experience...
His work posture would probably be straighter than his school days, maintaining the golden ratio.
......
Having gained a point of Wish Power, Ansheng arrived outside the consultant room of hospital experts and professors.
Ansheng wasn't physically in the hospital. The entire fox was at the edge of the outdoor canopy, and because of its size, the hospital cameras couldn't capture it, nor could the street cameras detect its whereabouts.
"This should be the room, right?"
Biting on the slip of paper, Ansheng mumbled, raising a paw to draw a circle on the glass window, pushing the cut-out piece of glass into the advisor's room.
"Clatter—"
The sound of glass falling startled the old professor who was poking his keyboard with a finger, checking medical instructions with glasses. He jerked his head around:
"What's that!?"
However.
The advisor room was empty by the bedside, save for a window with a large circular hole, letting in the warm air.
A folded note floated into the room along with the reverse wind.
Staring at the black windowsill, with an eerie round hole blown in the window, the on-duty old professor felt goosebumps all over his body, a chill running through his mind.
He trembled as he picked up the note from the ground, subconsciously adjusted his glasses, and looked at the dog-scratch handwriting.
In less than three seconds, the previously chilled professor, suspecting an encounter with a ghost, turned warm with anger.
[You're adept at medicine? You're adept at nothing, at Bed 18 in the ICU upstairs, the patient clearly suffered liver damage from Spirit Beast Level fungal infection, yet you diagnosed it as a liver fluke infection, hetui—]
[Huh? Know what medical skill looks like? I could tell with my pristine white back end, just with a glance at the hole.]
[If you can't handle it, report it to the Security Bureau. Who knows, the fungus infecting him might just be named after you.]
[Don't be stubborn, old man! What do you think I'm doing now? I'm looking for a brick, getting ready to smash the glass of your hospital…]
"Call the police! I have to call the police!" The consultant professor, agitated by the words on the paper, shook with rage.
This so-called 'looking for a brick to smash your house's glass'!
Spirit Beast Level fungal infection?
Which paper included such a term? Get me the entire collection, and I'll squat by the printer, waiting with my mouth open to swallow every fresh publication whole!
The old professor did call the police.
He refrained from commenting on the initial medical technical issues; he wasn't responsible for the ICU's problems, nor did he even know what the patient in bed 18 was like.
But the old professor knew someone had truly smashed the glass of his consultant room window.
And moreover, the person mentioned continuing the search for bricks to smash!
The old professor trembled in rage.
Unexpectedly for the old professor, when the security personnel arrived and saw the terms Security Bureau and Spirit Beast Level on the note, their expressions changed.
One phone call later.
Another group hurried over, donned bioprotective suits, isolated, and tested the patient at bed 18, and discreetly locked down the inpatient department.
...
[The wish for disinfection has been fulfilled; the newly evolved fungus was apprehended before it could wreak havoc and put up in a shared dormitory.]
[Wish Power +4]
[Current Wish Power Points: 11]
Sitting in the parking lot, nibbling on snacks, Ansheng paused at the wish list information flashing in his mind.
"Seriously... just from writing a letter with a few crude words, I got a 'Wish Power +4' point, is this for real?"
"Previously, I tangled with a crocodile crew dominating the rivers and only got 'Wish Power +6,' does this fungal infection patient upstairs have such an edge?"
Ansheng stared bewilderedly at the wish list, not expecting this bonus outcome.
He left home with two purposes today.
One was to earn some Wish Power Value, and the other was to guide Tu Song and Ash White, teaching it how to live in the city while helping to settle the urban district's leading hedgehog, aiding Tu Song and Ash White in securing their urban territory.
Tu Song and Ash White's dog intelligence network could spread hundreds of miles away at a single call or summon allies for a group brawl.
With Ash White's connections, dealing with another thick-skinned fellow like Gao Feng in the future wouldn't even require Master Fox to step outside personally; he could dispatch Ash White's rogue assassins to corner him in an alley for a beating.
After a trip out.
Young couple, Wish Power +2
Patient with herniated disc, Wish Power +1
Writing a letter seeking medical help, Wish Power +4
Counting the previous 4 unused Wish Power Value, Ansheng had 11 Wish Power points total.
Looking at the Wish Power +4 notification.
Ansheng glanced toward the hospital and mused quietly, "Wish Power +4... in a sense, this could be mightier than a single Han Yu Crocodile; you should all be fine, right?"
"Woof?"
"Hmm? You're familiar with payment software usage? Now asking about loans and consumption is very simple, fingerprint payment is trendy. We download the payment app, then download a food delivery app."
"Pick the dishes, nab someone who doesn't look the part to pay, set up auto-location, and you can eat."
"How simple, right? With Da Fei and the payment software, we can expand our wolf pack!"
Instead of teaching Akbai how to surf the internet, Ansheng lounged in the parking lot, eyeing the hospital as he instructed.