If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 194 The Correct Way to Feed a Water Monster

The construction site of the western suburbs resort was eerily quiet, except for the sputtering noise of the excavator that was still running idle, like an old man with asthma.

Tu Jinshan's current posture is very undignified.

He was lifted into the air like a chick by that transparent, fluid giant hand, his two feet still flailing about, and one of his high-end leather shoes had fallen into the green soup below.

The giant hand had no fingerprints; its surface was covered with ripples like blood vessels, connecting it to the depths of the pool.

"Mom...Mom..."

That childish voice rang out again, not just heard by the ears, but resonated directly in everyone's heads, making their teeth ache.

The sound resonated from Tu Jinshan's belly, which looked like it was ten months pregnant.

"Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang! Help! I don't want to be its mother! I'm a man!" Tu Jinshan cried, his face turning a deep purplish-red. "It's sucking me! I can feel my fat burning!"

Wang Minyu didn't move.

He was still holding that huge thermometer in his hand, still stuck in the mud.

He even reached out and dipped his hand in some of the splashed green water, then smelled it under his nose.

"Don't make a sound." Wang Minyu pulled the thermometer out and rubbed it on his protective suit. "That's a 'feedback' phenomenon. It's treating you like a donor. Simply put, it's hungry, thinks you're juicy, and wants a taste."

"Let it drink Pierre! He's got plenty of oil!" Tu Jinshan betrayed his teammate without any scruples.

Pierre, who was adjusting the copper pot next to him, didn't understand Chinese. He thought the boss was praising him, so he grinned, showing his white teeth, and gave a thumbs up.

Su Qing's fingers left afterimages on the keyboard: "Boss, the waveform is wrong. This isn't an attack signal, it's... a feeding signal. We've detected the sound source; the frequency is only 5 Hz, a brainwave pattern in a hungry infant."

"He really is a giant baby."

Wang Minyu tossed the slice of "Tai Sui" in his hand—the one with the "middle finger"—to Guan Shan, gesturing for him to step back. Then he walked to the large pot and looked at the "jade soup" still bubbling inside.

"Chef Pi, it seems your soup is still too bland and doesn't satisfy this child's appetite."

Pierre looked utterly humiliated: "Impossible! This is perfect molecular gastronomy! I also added rosemary and aged cheese I brought from my hometown in France!"

"It doesn't want that." Wang Minyu pointed to Tu Jinshan in mid-air. "What it wants is high calories, and... emotions. Fear is the best seasoning. Boss Tu's shout just now was like serving up the appetizer."

"And what about the main course?"

"The main course needs some 'hard stuff' added."

Wang Minyu pulled a crumpled plastic bag from his pocket, which contained half a pound of dark powder.

That was a highly concentrated protein powder made from the "brain" residue collected at the First Experimental Middle School, which had been dried and ground.

"Guan Shan, unload that box of expired glucose from the car and pour it all in."

Without saying a word, Guan Shan picked up a box of 500ml glucose injection solution, and without even opening the bottle, he crushed the glass bottle and poured it all into the copper pot.

"Add more fire!"

Pierre turned on the industrial flamethrower.

Blue flames licked the bottom of the pot, and the once clear soup instantly became viscous, its color changing from emerald green to an eerie deep purple.

Wang Minyu sprinkled the bag of "brain powder" into it.

An indescribable smell wafted through the air.

Fragrant.

It was the pure aroma of burning protein and fat, so enticing that it made your mouth water.

But the aroma also carries a faint, almost imperceptible, sweet, fishy scent that makes one feel slightly dizzy.

The giant hand in mid-air clearly paused for a moment.

Tu Jinshan felt the tightness around his waist loosen a bit and quickly shouted, "Dr. Wang! Are you done yet?! My lower back feels burning hot!"

"What's the rush? We still need to plate it."

Wang Minyu picked up a huge stainless steel strainer and scooped up a full spoonful of thick purple soup.

Instead of pouring it into the pool, he looked at the sound system array set up around the construction site.

"Situ, sing the song."

Si Tu Zhen, who was shivering in the equipment vehicle, heard the voice on the walkie-talkie and his hand trembled, almost pushing the push rod to the top.

"Tch...tch what?"

"A lullaby. A heavy metal version."

Situ Zhen paused for a second, but he was a professional sound engineer.

Although he didn't understand, he had strong execution skills.

A few seconds later, the top-of-the-line sound system on the construction site, originally used to play white noise, suddenly blasted out an extremely aggressive, distorted guitar sound, followed by a hoarse growl:

"Sleep well—sleep well—my dearest baby—!!!"

As the bass roared, the pebbles on the ground seemed to dance.

The giant water hand trembled violently as if it had been electrocuted.

"Now!" Wang Minyu shouted, "Pierre, serve the food!"

Although Pierre couldn't understand Chinese, he understood Wang Minyu's gestures.

The fat Frenchman displayed astonishing agility, lifted the large pot weighing at least two hundred pounds, took two steps forward, and shouted "Bon Appétit (Good appetite)!" before accurately splashing the pot of boiling purple soup onto the giant hand.

"Sizzle—"

It's like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan.

The moment the purple liquid came into contact with the sailors, it burst into a large amount of white smoke.

The giant hand writhed greedily, instantly turning the originally transparent water purple.

It seemed to have forgotten about the Tujin Mountain in its hand, and countless tiny water tendrils split out, frantically sucking up the nutrients in the soup.

"belch--"

A loud, satisfied burp filled the air.

The giant hand loosened its grip.

Tu Jinshan screamed as he plummeted from a height of three meters, landing with a "plop" in the mud pit below.

"Boss!" Guan Shan grabbed a shovel and was about to pull the person out.

"Don't move." Wang Minyu stopped him, his eyes fixed on the surface of the pool.

Several large bubbles rose from the mud pit.

After the giant hand had eaten and drunk its fill, it slowly shrank back to the bottom of the pool, and the surface of the water became calm again, only the color changed from emerald green to a light pink, which was the residual color after the "brain powder" was digested.

A few seconds later, a bald head emerged from the water.

Tu Jinshan wiped the mud off his face, looking completely dazed.

He touched his stomach, then his lower back.

"I...I'm not dead?"

Tu Jinshan stood up.

At this point, the mud pool was only up to his waist.

Shockingly, his previously sallow and swollen face was now as rosy as a freshly peeled egg.

Even more outrageous is that his signature beer belly has visibly shrunk.

"It's hot...so hot..."

Tu Jinshan shakily climbed ashore, his body still steaming.

He felt as if there was a small furnace burning in his dantian, and a long-lost heat flowed up his spine and straight to the top of his head.

"Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang..." Tu Jinshan looked at Wang Minyu with a complex expression, a mixture of lingering fear and overwhelming joy. "I feel... I feel like I..."

"Looks like it's working again?" Wang Minyu put the thermometer back in his pocket and replied calmly.

"Yes! It's that... that feeling I had when I was eighteen!" Tu Jinshan jumped up and down excitedly, the ground trembling when he landed. "This hot spring is amazing! This hot spring is incredible!"

Wang Minyu sneered.

"Nonsense, that giant hand sucked up all your 'vital energy' like an appetizer, and then spat out some of the high-purity energy that it couldn't digest. You're basically a walking human power bank now."

He walked over and patted Tu Jinshan's still-smoking shoulder.

"Congratulations, Mr. Tu! Not only have you saved your hot spring project, but you've also developed new features."

"What function?"

"A biomass energy-powered weight loss and heating system." Wang Minyu pointed to the pool. "From now on, anyone who wants to lose weight or improve their kidney health can just throw themselves in here. As long as the kid down there doesn't eat them as a meal, they'll all come back strong."

Tu Jinshan shuddered, but was immediately overwhelmed by the enormous commercial potential.

Fortune favors the bold!

"Then... will it come out again?" Tu Jinshan pointed to the water, still feeling lingering fear.

"As long as the food is plentiful, the child won't fuss."

Wang Minyu turned to look at the still-smoking copper pot.

"It seems we need to prepare a new long-term contract for Chef Pi. The position is... 'God-level Infant Caregiver'."

Su Qing, holding her laptop, leaned closer with a strange expression: "Boss, the data analysis for that 'burp' from earlier is out."

"What did you say?"

"It said... the flavor was a bit bland, and it wants spicy food next time."

Wang Minyu: "..."

This year's monsters have rather unusual tastes.

The renovation project at the western suburbs resort is progressing at a pace that seems almost unbelievable.

The first phase of the project, which was originally planned to be completed in three months, was already topped out on the third day after the "breastfeeding incident".

This is all thanks to the pool turning into pink "hot spring water".

Wang Minyu sat in the makeshift office, holding a worker's medical report. Opposite him sat Old Li, the project contractor. Old Li was smoking, his face filled with worry—not the worry of a delayed project, but a strange, unsettling anxiety.

"Dr. Wang, please take a look." Old Li stubbed out his cigarette in the cap of a mineral water bottle. "If this keeps up, I'm afraid someone will die. Not from exhaustion, but from... from seeking enlightenment."

"Enlightenment?" Wang Minyu raised an eyebrow.

"That's right! You don't know!" Old Li pointed to the construction site outside the window, "These bastards, ever since that guy... Boss Tu fell into the pool a few days ago, they've all gotten bolder since they seem to be fine. After finishing their work, to save trouble, they all use the water in that pool to bathe and wash their clothes."

"and then?"