The Toilet Paper Ghost was dumbfounded.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

At that moment, Jiang Che suddenly leaped up.

He kicked the door and the Toilet Paper Ghost together, sending them flying!

Then he raised the scissors and stabbed down, shouting as he did.

"Attacking my classmate?"

"Xiao Jun just came to take a dump, what did he do wrong?"

"Justice will never be late, prepare to die!"

The scrawny Toilet Paper Ghost couldn't withstand Jiang Che's assault.

In the blink of an eye, he was stabbed with several holes, foul-smelling blood oozing out.

"Brother, brother, stop stabbing!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I didn't know he was your classmate!"

After cutting off one of the Toilet Paper Ghost's legs.

Jiang Che kicked him into the corner.

"You killed my classmate, what do you think should be done about it?" Jiang Che asked.

The Toilet Paper Ghost was utterly dumbfounded.

How was he supposed to know that the caregiver from the other day had such a fierce protector behind him?

But then again, someone so loyal and righteous is truly rare...

The Toilet Paper Ghost curled up in the corner, trembling as he said, "B-brother, the dead can't come back to life..."

"Exactly." Jiang Che nodded and said, "So the cremation fee, burial fee, and the banquet costs, they add up to quite a bit."

The Toilet Paper Ghost looked at Jiang Che with a ghostly expression, saying, "Brother, I-I don't have any money."

"No money and you still commit murder?"

"???"

"Die!"

With that, Jiang Che pulled out a large pair of scissors from his pants.

"I have, I have!"

The Toilet Paper Ghost hurriedly took out a crumpled bundle of Spectral Coins.

"B-brother, this is all I have."

Jiang Che: "Hmm."

He took the Spectral Coins and counted them, not bad, 500 Spectral Coins.

Jiang Che initially just wanted to give it a try.

Since the patient in room 403 was so rich, maybe these uncanny beings had money too?

At this moment, the Toilet Paper Ghost flattered, "To have a friend as righteous as you, he must have accumulated blessings over eight lifetimes."

Jiang Che: "I'm not really close to him."

"???" The Toilet Paper Ghost was dumbfounded.

Not close and you're avenging him?

And talking to me about burial and cremation fees?

Seeing Jiang Che grinning as he pocketed the Spectral Coins.

The Toilet Paper Ghost finally broke down.

How could someone be so shameless?

Extorting a ghost?

Do I not care about my dignity?

While the Toilet Paper Ghost was feeling indignant inside.

"Slap, slap."

Jiang Che patted the Toilet Paper Ghost's face and asked, "Have you seen the patient from room 404?"

"Y-yes, he's next door."

"Next door?"

"The women's restroom."

"Alright."

With that, Jiang Che stabbed a few more times to ensure the Toilet Paper Ghost was dead before heading to the women's restroom.

Soon, Jiang Che found the patient from room 404 on a toilet in the women's restroom.

He wasn't a woman.

He was an elderly man.

A classic balding head with signs of surgical stitching, as if he'd had a craniotomy.

Wearing a loose white tank top, yellowed shorts, and shabby slippers.

He gave off a vibe like the Evil God of Fire Cloud.

When Jiang Che found him, he was sitting on the toilet with his legs crossed, shaking his foot while reading a beach magazine.

The stench emanating from him was enough to make one nauseous.

"Young man..."

"If you dare take me back, I won't hesitate to shove your head up your ass."

The old man said without even looking up.

[As a gentleman, what's wrong with being fond of wine and women? Now that I can't afford wine, I can only indulge in women.]

Seeing the prompt, Jiang Che's face twitched.

If it were anyone else, this task would be impossible.

After all, the aura this old man exuded was enough to make even Jiang Che's heart race.

This old man must be above F-level.

Luckily, his hobby wasn't eating people, otherwise, it would be a different story.

"Old man, why don't you come back with me? I'll treat you to some wine." Jiang Che said.

The old man was about to lose his temper, but upon hearing about wine, he immediately put on a smile: "Why call me old man, call me bro."

"???" Jiang Che asked, bewildered, "Bro, how old are you?"

"18."

"Emmmm"

...

Room 404 was a mess.

On the floor, yellowed tissues piled up like a mountain.

The walls were plastered with various teacher's movie stills.

The air was filled with a stench.

Not the smell of blood, but...

A stench all boys know, and some girls do too.

At that moment, Jiang Che suddenly gasped.

There was a corpse hidden under the bed!

No...

Motherfucker, it was inflatable.

Truly fitting for room 404.

...

"Where's the wine? Where's my wine?"

As soon as he entered, the old man started looking around for wine.

Seeing no wine in the room, his eyes immediately turned blood-red.

"Dare to trick me? I'll shove your head up your ass!"

The old man suddenly became ferocious, veins bulging and writhing.

Just as he was about to make a move, Jiang Che tossed a bottle of Old Village Chief.

"Bro, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't the wine right here?"

Jiang Che had just bought this from a vending machine, costing 50 Spectral Coins a bottle, it pained him deeply.

The ghostly aura around the old man dissipated instantly as he hugged the Old Village Chief and took several big gulps.

"Ah—refreshing!"

"Young man, well done. If you could get me some cephalosporin as a side dish, it would be perfect."

Jiang Che: "???"

Adhering to the principle of service above all, Jiang Che fulfilled the old man's request.

Whether he would drink himself to death was his own business.

Finally, Jiang Che asked, "Bro, do you know who's been crying in the middle of the night?"

"Crying?"

The old man glanced at Jiang Che, then at the wine in his hand.

He seemed to be struggling.

At this moment, Jiang Che said, "By the way, I have a few more bottles of good wine, I'll give them to you someday."

"What?!" The old man shouted.

Then, he looked at Jiang Che, sighed deeply, and said, "Go to the rooftop and you'll know."

"But as a brother, I suggest you stay out of it, the Head Nurse will kill you."

As expected, the Head Nurse is a big problem!

Seeing Jiang Che wanting to ask more, the old man quickly waved his hand.

"I can only tell you this much, take it easy, isn't it nice to just come and drink with me every day?"

"If anyone offends you, just tell me!"

"Of course, except for the Head Nurse."

Jiang Che: "..."

Leaving room 404, Jiang Che organized his thoughts.

Today's task was done.

Maybe he should take advantage of the daylight and check out the rooftop?