After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

Romani Akiman feels like a fish on a chopping board now, no matter how hard he struggles, he cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Fortunately, before he left, Cainhurst wished him a good journey.

Hey, he is an ordinary person with mediocre aptitude, why does he have the illusion that the transfer of spiritual particles must be successful?A guy like him with zero magic aptitude and spirit transfer aptitude, shouldn't he be torn apart by the fast-flowing time and space when he transfers?

He was super super lucky to be able to fall out of the space-time tunnel unscathed.

Thinking of this, Romani suddenly calmed down, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

Unexpectedly, this irritated the unlicensed doctor even more. After inserting the needle into the smudged vial, he stabbed the thick steel needle into the back of Romani's smooth hand.

The doctor lying on the bed pretending to be a salted fish closed his eyes like a salted fish, but the expected sting did not come.

"What's going on? Could it be that my blood transfusion method is wrong? It's impossible. The last patient was fine, so how could this patient fail?"

The young man, who thought he was doomed, quietly revealed a crack in his closed eyes, peeping at the other party's reaction under the cover of his eyelashes.The old man who looked disgusting and wretched raised the needle suspiciously. Through the faint afterglow, he could see that the needle had turned into a fishhook.

"This is impossible."

The old man who didn't know how long he hadn't bathed repeated nervously, and buried his head in the wooden box beside him looking for new needles. Only then did Romani realize that this old man with thick stains even between his nails used a lot of needles. The white cloth covered his eyes.

God, let him use needles and knives on him in an unlicensed wheelchair blind man who has no basic hygiene conditions, does not care about personal hygiene, and is blindfolded. Will this really prevent postoperative infection!

……

The dead otaku whose fighting power was less than one goose was ready to stand up, and the mental patient restraint belt tied to the bed suppressed the resistance of the dead otaku, and the dead otaku whose fighting power was less than one goose lay down again.

"Found it, a new needle." The old man who practiced medicine without a license said happily, and sprayed his strong breath directly into Romani's mouth, almost making the young man who always loved cleanliness hold his breath, "Let's try again, Yanan's blood But it is a precious special product, and those who are lucky enough to get it should feel lucky."

"Well, can we discuss it, since you broke your needle, then forget about this treatment. Let me get up, put my wallet somewhere else, I have to go down to lose money to you."

"No, blood therapy is a gift from Yanan. If you want to lose money, tell me where your wallet is, and I will get it myself."

"Ahaha, can you untie the belt on my body, so I won't suddenly jump up and punch you or something."

"No, all people who receive blood therapy, even dying patients, will become alive and well after that. Therefore, this thing is very necessary."

The blindfolded old man suddenly moved his face very close, his nostrils fluttered like a beast, and the corners of his mouth opened to reveal a ferocious smile.

"Don't worry, I can smell it. Your blood is very healthy and fresh. It is a high-quality material. After receiving Yanan's blood therapy, you will definitely become a more energetic person."

The dead otaku with less than one goose can only shut up silently, and then watched the dirty black-hearted doctor take a "new needle" that was also not much clean and gesticulate on the back of his hand, and finally slammed down hard .

Help, help! ! ! !

……

Ok?

Romani moved his fingers curiously, but he didn't feel any object stuck in the back of his hand. On the contrary, the rediscovered needle bounced off again and turned into a curved fishhook.Only then did he realize belatedly that before leaving, he put the ten rings sent by Cainhurst on his fingers.

It was the ring that popped the needle.

"how can that be!!!!"

The blind old man in a wheelchair roared angrily, but there were no new needles in the box, so he had to reopen the closet and grope in the dust and unknown dirty stains.

A melodious bell rang through the sky, startling a large number of scavenged crows. The street was quiet at first, and then there was even greater noise.The blind old man looked back at the window, muttered something in his mouth, and continued to search for a harder and more durable needle tube.

The young man who was tied to the bed secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was not so nervous about this black-hearted doctor who had been defeated repeatedly.

"This is the third time. This is a high-end product I brought from the Healing Church. There will be no quality problems!"

The black-hearted unlicensed doctor raised the needle, and Romani was lying on the bed, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of some kind of huge creature and the heavy wheezing that was drowned in the noise.

A sharp claw with a cold light quietly reached out to the blind old man.

"quick--"

As soon as he uttered a word, the unlicensed doctor's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and red, white and white things sprinkled all over the young man.The headless doctor kept the posture of raising the needle, and fell on his back.

Standing upright like a human, the giant wolf put its paws on the back of the chair, turned over the still warm corpse, and sucked the flesh like no one else, making a terrifying sound.

Romani opened his mouth, only to find that he had lost even the sound of screaming.

Sudden fear seized his whole mind tightly, the warm and sticky flesh gradually cooled on his face, and the restraint belt tied on his body pressed heavily on his chest like a mountain, followed by overwhelming nausea .

The crackling sound of chewing bones, the grunting sound of breathing and swallowing, hit the young man's heart like a heavy hammer.

No, you will be eaten if you go on like this, you must escape quickly!

People can always push out some potential in extreme environments, such as now.Romani, who was a waste of physical strength and endurance, bit his mouth, and finally let his arm take off a restraint belt in an extremely twisted posture.

With a snap, the elastic restraint belt retracted immediately, and the metal buckle hit the bed heavily, making a not-so-faint crisp sound.

The young man's heart sank downward.

It's over.

The five senses of beasts are always sharper than ordinary people, not to mention the sounds that even ordinary people can hear.The giant wolf crouching on the dead body looked up vigilantly and looked around. Then, its dark green eyes quietly fixed on the pink-haired young man restrained half-body on the hospital bed, revealing human greed.

The giant wolf jumped up, followed by a strong fishy smell. The young man stared blankly at the staggered canine teeth in the giant mouth, his mind went blank.

Are you going to die?

boom--

……

Another head exploded into fireworks in front of Romani Akiman, and the blue and white doctor's uniform was already blood-red.

He lowered his head blankly, and the bright red liquid slid down from his forehead. In the outside world separated from sunlight and darkness, a tall and slender figure blew the gunpowder smoke and slowly entered.

"I didn't expect a werewolf to come here and kill the doctor. It's a mistake."

The white-haired huntress with the gun casually twirled the gun and picked up a note from the clinic's overstuffed wooden desk.

"Seeking pale blood to outrun the hunt? This kind of thing... is better thrown away. Well, there's a survivor over there."

The white-haired huntress saw the young man sitting on the bed blankly at a glance. The blood that flowed wantonly dyed his coat made of good fabric red, and she herself seemed to be greatly stimulated and remained motionless.

"It's time to wake up from the nightmare, chick."

Waving her hand in front of the young man, Evelyn saw the focus gradually appear in the eyes of the pink-haired young man.

"Hu-hu-"

Like a drowning person breaking free from the water, the young man panted heavily, a lot of sweat mixed with blood flowing down his cheeks.When his fingertips touched the cold and sticky coat, Romani realized that his fingertips were trembling so much that even the buttons could not be unbuttoned.

A soft silk handkerchief was thrown over, with a faint rose sweet fragrance.

"Here, the face is covered with blood, it will look better after wiping off."

……

The veil was thrown into the young man's arms so casually, and the huntress didn't care about the other's reaction, so she opened the closed wooden cabinet door of the clinic and took out a pack of mercury bullets wrapped in kraft paper.

This is the clinic for blood therapy, and it is also the supply station where she secretly stores ammunition.

"Thank you, thank you."

Romani thanked him stammeringly, and carefully folded the blood-stained silk handkerchief. After the initial shock, his heart was so ashamed that his face turned red.

Sure enough, it's impossible for a person to start spiritual transfer alone, I was too impulsive.It's okay this time, someone rescued me, what if I fall into a pile of monsters next time?

The majestic King Solomon, the crown Caster who was specially used to deal with Beast, would fall into the hands of a little werewolf. If you think about it with your toes, those crowns on the Throne of Heroes will definitely die of laughter, okay?

"You're welcome, this is the vocation of a hunter." The white-haired unknown female hunter turned her head, half of her pretty face was exposed in the afterglow of the setting sun, "Of course, this hunter is not the hunter you think, we only use Hunting monsters is a bounden duty."

The last remaining survivor didn't make a sound for a long while, until the huntress started to stare at him, and Romani raised some doubts in disbelief.

"Please, may I ask, are you Miss Cainhurst? Someone asked me to say hello to you, and I hope you are all well in the days to come..."

Before the words were finished, Romani was knocked down by a huge force. Evelyn smiled coldly, grabbed the young man's neck and pressed him tightly to the hospital bed, and forced the barrel of the gun down his throat while he was coughing.

The muzzle of the cold gun was pressed against the throat, the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the mouth, and the bullet cylinder clicked softly, as if it was about to be fired at any moment.

"Say! Who sent you here? Are you those damned old fellows from Cainhurst? After so many years, the ghosts are still lingering. Why didn't the Church of Healing kill you all back then! "

The author has something to say:

I'm in a good mood today, double update.Dr. Rag is so interesting, I think so.