On Ji Jue’s first day of work, he bullied a senior colleague in the department. The second thing he did was shoot a co-worker. The third thing he did was strip a senior colleague’s clothes.

Tong Hua was overwhelmed. For a moment, she didn’t even know whether she should be shocked or terrified.

Is this really how you’re supposed to use Flawless Craft? You weren’t interested in me, so you’ve suddenly started making moves on men?

There was no reason for her to be shocked anymore, because Ji Jue turned around and lunged at her. Just as she was still hesitating over whether to resist or scream, Ji Jue raised her arms and dressed her in the white lab coat he just took from the nearby corpse.

The office door opened. Outside stood a figure stitched together from countless mutilated corpses.

Mr. Qian’s lips still carried that exaggerated smile, but for some unknown reason, several winding streaks of blood had appeared on his face, slowly trickling downward. His pitch-black eyes swept across the office before settling on Ji Jue and Tong Hua, who were standing close together. After a slight narrowing of his gaze, his smile seemed to become one of satisfaction.

“Newcomers helping and supporting one another. Good, very good. Qualified doctors must learn to work as a team and help each other move forward. You’re well-groomed as well. It seems you’ve both shown the hospital rules the respect they deserve. Good, very good. I’m sure you’ll become excellent doctors!”

Without pausing, Ji Jue fastened...