Strongest Maniac: Born in an Asylum

Hua Tian Triple-A Hospital!

Wee-woo! Wee-woo! Wee-woo!

An ambulance sped into the hospital. Doctors and nurses were already waiting at the entrance, having been notified in advance. The two patients from Green Mountain Asylum were in a major accident. They might not make it.

As Vice Director, Lee Fortune usually just did his rounds, then returned to his office to drink tea, smoke, read the news, and play on his computer. But at this moment, he was anything but relaxed. He was already waiting in the operating room, changed into his surgical scrubs, even wearing the glasses he rarely used. The surrounding doctors and nurses waited in silence. Even though they hadn't seen the patient yet, a palpable pressure hung over them.

Soon, the rattling sound of a gurney approached.

"Make way... please make way."

As the nurses pushed the gurney past, the families of other patients saw Leo's condition and couldn't help but gasp. He was in a terrible state. What happened to this person? For some reason, the ambient temperature seemed to rise.

The red light of the operating room lit up. Leo lay on the operating table. In the past, he had always managed to stay conscious, but this time, he was a disappointment. His eyes were closed, his brow furrowed in pain.

"Here we go again. Are the people at that asylum all idiots? They can't even watch their patients?"

"I heard he climbed onto a high-voltage box and got electrocuted."

"He's really sick, isn't he?"

"Well, he is sick. He's a mental patient."

"Vice Director, the patient has severe burns all over his body, covering 50% of his skin."

"Not good. The patient's heart rate is weakening, and his breathing is becoming shallow. It's a miracle he's still alive."

Lee Fortune was the Vice Director, an expert-level surgeon. If the situation weren't so serious, he wouldn't be wielding the scalpel himself. He had to admit, he was completely impressed by Leo. The stunts were getting bigger and bigger. Maybe next time, he'd actually get himself killed.

Nearly ten hours passed. The surgery was over.

Lee Fortune walked out of the operating room, nearly collapsing from exhaustion. He slumped into a nearby chair, took off his mask, and pulled out his phone.

"Director Hess, you really outdid yourself this time. We've saved him, but the situation is still not optimistic. The burns are too severe, and the follow-up treatment will be very troublesome. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Good, you can rest assured. I will treat him well here. But this kind of situation can't happen a second time. They're getting more and more out of hand. They're practically dancing with death."

After the other party hung up, Lee Fortune's mood improved slightly. He had expected the shameless Hess to make excuses, but this time his attitude was much better. The hospital fees had been paid in advance, and he had asked him to take good care of the patient, even thanking him for his trouble.

Now that was how a decent person should talk. If he had always been like this, they would never have argued. Why did he have to be so difficult before?

In the hospital room.

Mark Zhang was taking care of his daughter when he saw the nurses wheeling a patient in. He glanced over curiously and immediately beamed. "Benefactor, you're here again!"

Then, his smile vanished, replaced by a look of sorrow. "Benefactor, what happened to you?"

Leo was wrapped up like a mummy. "I don't know," he said flatly.

He was already awake. His recovery ability was incredibly strong. Logically, after being electrocuted like that, he should have been in a coma, in critical condition. He definitely shouldn't have been so lucid.

"Who did this to my benefactor? This is simply inhumane!" Mark Zhang was indignant. This benefactor had donated stem cells and given him money to save his daughter. He was a benefactor he would have to repay for the rest of his life. Seeing him like this broke his heart.

"Your benefactor climbed onto a high-voltage box and got electrocuted," a nurse said. In her many years as a nurse, she had seen many electrocution victims. Typically, eight out of ten died. As for being electrocuted by a high-voltage box, she had seen that too, and not a single one had survived. But now, a miracle was before her. He had been so severely electrocuted, yet he was still alive.

Mark Zhang was stunned, his eyes wide. He had so much he wanted to say, but suddenly he didn't know what to say. After a moment of thought, he finally said slowly, "Benefactor, to survive such a great disaster, you will surely have good fortune in the future."

After calming down, he remembered that his benefactor was a mental patient. Thinking about his condition, climbing a high-voltage box didn't seem so strange after all.

Leo lay quietly on the bed, staring intently at the ceiling.

Walter was completely fine. He had only been shocked a little and had revived after some simple treatment. He leaned over the bed and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very good," Leo replied. He couldn't move, wrapped tightly, with only his face and eyes exposed.

"Walter, in that moment, I really felt it. The place you poked me really worked. I felt like my whole body was full of power. And everything that's happening now is just the electricity expelling the impurities from my body. They don't understand, so they're too nervous."

"When we get home, we'll try it again."

Leo had felt a strong sensation from the high-voltage box. When his finger had pointed to the sky, he had felt a magical force enter his body.

"I'd be happy to join you," Walter said. "You're absolutely right. When I was electrocuted, I had the same feeling. It felt like my soul was about to fly out of my body. My body became so light."

Mark Zhang listened to the two patients' conversation. For some reason, he felt a bit out of place. Perhaps this was the joy of being a mental patient.

"Benefactor, high-voltage boxes are very dangerous. They can kill people. You must never try that again," Mark Zhang advised, hoping his kind words would move him.

"Do you want to try it? I can take you with me to cultivate," Leo said. "You think it's dangerous only because you've never tried it. If you try it, you definitely won't say that."

"That's right, that's the principle," Walter agreed.

Perhaps it was a meeting of the minds. The two of them looked at each other and smiled brightly. To others, it looked like they were trying to kill each other. But to them, it was mutual assistance.

Mark Zhang blinked. For some reason, he felt a deep sense of malice. If he got electrocuted, he probably wouldn't even make it to the hospital. It would be more appropriate to go straight to the crematorium.

I'm trying to be nice to you, and you want to drag me to my death, Mark Zhang thought. Fine, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything.

Leo looked at the little girl beside him. Their eyes met. He gazed at her with a gentle expression.

"Cute little girl."

Mark Zhang was a little scared. He was afraid his benefactor would take his daughter with him to cultivate. It seemed he would have to be vigilant. Benefactor, I have nothing against you, but your good intentions are terrifying.

Special Department.

One-Eye sat there, having just put down the phone. His expression was extremely serious.

"And you say there's nothing wrong with you..."