Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic - Chapter 1: No Dirty Money

The psychiatrist Li Qing received a patient claiming to be the “Creator God”.The patient recounted his experiences of time travel:“Dr. Li, I discovered that I have a superpower. I created a microcosm in this room and have initiated multiple great floods to annihilate their beings, but now I am about to die.”A few days later, Li Qing suddenly receives news of the patient's death and discovers that everything he said was true.And Li must deal with the patient's belongings, extinguishing this civilization world within the ward, or else this civilization might destroy all of humanity on Earth.“You, become the nerve cells of this shelter, in the control room, to manage the direction of the shelter's movement!”“You, become the muscle cells, to control the fins and flagella outside the shelter!”“Oh, it seems you are quite impressive, you single-cell beings, have evolved into a fish kingdom.”

1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

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Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may.He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first.And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of.Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.