Doctor? He's Clearly Creepy!

"Stop stabbing!" The witcher clasped his nails on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "I can feel the power of the curse is stronger!"

"Huh? Why didn't you tell the guest earlier?" Lin Yi glared at him complainingly.

The wounds were all cursed, and they were left by a strange creature above level 20.

If there is a trace of it, Lin Yi can't hold it anymore.

Witcher: ? ? ?

"Why didn't you ask!" He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, grabbed Lin Yi's collar, and said viciously:

"Now, give me a good treatment immediately, if you dare to make any more trouble, I will kill you!"

Lin Yi calmly held up the monocle and comforted: "Guest, don't get excited, take it easy. Emotional excitement can easily lead to faster blood flow. If the power of the curse seeps into your heart, you have to change your heart!"

The witcher's mouth twitched fiercely, but he let go of his hand.

He took a gulp of spirits and said fiercely, "Then get treated quickly!"

"All right."

Seeing that the customer was so impatient, Lin Yi didn't bother to linger, and turned back to the operating room.

It didn't take a moment for him to take out a piece of tools and place them on the counter under the witcher's gaze.

denatured alcohol, salt, plates, brushes...and the oven?

[Witcher san value -10]

"What are you doing? Barbecue?" The witcher's eyes trembled.

With a professional smile on his face, Lin Yi explained, "This is a necessary tool."

"Although surgical debridement sounds simple, it is also very particular and requires three steps."

"The first step is to clean the wound."

With that said, Lin Yi took out a water glass, poured a packet of edible salt into the water, stirred it a few times, and got a glass of white turbid liquid.

"The second step is to cut off the carrion."

He picked up the boning knife and inserted it into the hot coals. The terrifying high temperature made the boning knife turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The third step, disinfection and suture."

He opened the lid of denatured alcohol and soaked a three-inch long iron wire with twine in it as a backup.

Hearing Lin Yi's introduction, the witcher suddenly felt his throat dry and couldn't help shivering.

Although Lin Yi's introduction sounds professional, there is nothing wrong with these three steps.

He usually uses these three steps to deal with wounds.

but……

I don't know why the painting style became very strange from the mouth of this young doctor.

Looking at the water with excessive salt on the counter, the red-burning boning knife, and the bubbling industrial alcohol, a chill shot from the heels to the sky.

"Are there any other clinics near your town?"

After a moment of silence, the witcher issued a soul torture.

"It turned out to be, but then a lord-level weird creature ate all those quack doctors, and only our Happy Clinic was left in a radius of 500 miles." Lin Yi held up the water with excessive salt and showed a kind smile:

"Guest, that lord-level strange creature is full of praise for my medical skills, can you still believe it?"

The witcher clenched his fists tightly, and let out a low growl from his throat:

"Okay, I'll trust you again!"

"Go ahead!"

Lin Yi's expression became serious: "Then I'll start, it may hurt a little."

With that said, he poured the glass of water that was too salty on the witcher's wound.

呲呲呲——

In an instant, it was like water was sprinkled on the hot stove, and a large amount of black smoke with a stench appeared.

Ow—

Rao was the witcher who was mentally prepared, but he couldn't help crying.

pain!

It's so painful!

And the pain is so weird,

As if it was directly imposed on his spiritual will, he couldn't stand it at all.

This kid is so wicked!

Lin Yi poured very carefully, so he couldn't miss any place when cleaning the wound, so he poured it back and forth twice.

He couldn't help but praise his seriousness and responsibility.

The witcher's pained face was distorted, and the wine glass in his hand was directly crushed because of too much force.

The spilled spirits spilled onto the wound, causing him to scream in pain.

"Spirits can irritate wounds, so be careful."

Witcher:  …

Is this a problem with alcohol in particular?

"If you feel pain, I can give you anesthesia." Lin Yi asked very thoughtfully.

"It hurts you, Mahle Gobi, clean it up for me!"

The witcher growled.

He knows now that this is a black shop!

If it weren't for this clinic in a radius of 500 miles, he would have rushed out of the door now.

"But your expression tells me that you are in pain right now. The purpose of my happiness clinic is to make every patient feel happy. You can apply for anesthesia. No one has the endurance of a six-year-old."

Lin Yi promised seriously.

The witcher bit his silver sword tremblingly, roaring inarticulately: "Thank you so much, can you stop talking nonsense and do it!"

Man's pride.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, then took out the burning red boning knife from the stove, and knocked on the side of the stove lightly, sparks suddenly scattered.

The witcher's pupils trembled, and he closed his eyes resignedly.

puff-

But the next moment, the heart-piercing pain pierced into his brain like needles, causing the veins on his temples to burst.

This is so much more painful than before!

Boom.

Because the tooth was pushed too hard, it broke into pieces.

His face became extremely pale, and his fists slammed on the table, trying to divert his attention and vent his pain.

"Stop...stop!"

"Stop... I can't take it anymore!"

This is simply not a pain that a human being can bear.

It was like there was a knife tugging at his soul.

"Don't move! Now the knife has been contaminated with the power of the curse. If you accidentally cut the good meat next to it, it will increase the infection area!"

Lin Yi scolded.

"Then...then can you hurry up!"

The witcher looked at Lin Yi a little bit, and roared as he moved the blade like a turtle.

"no!"

Lin Yi righteously refused, "Do you think this is milking a cow? This is about your life. If you cut the wrong knife, it will trigger a chain reaction."

"You should know better than me how contaminating the power of the curse is. If the contamination reaches an unspeakable direction, you will enter the palace!"

Witcher:  …

"Ow—"

"Black shop! What a black shop!"

...

ten minutes later.

The rotting flesh of the witcher's chest has been completely cleaned.

The aura of the curse has also been clarified, and the debridement operation has come to an end.

The witcher was now slumped on the counter, his eyes rolled up, foaming at the mouth, and his body was twitching. It looked like he had lost half his life, and he no longer had the domineering and arrogance that he had just come to the clinic.

"Yes, the debridement operation went well, only the last step of disinfection."

Lin Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stretched his magic claws to the height on the counter to count alcohol...