I Wasn't Born Lucky

Xiao Li withdrew his gaze from observing the stack of books, and re-read the notice pasted on the door of the infirmary, and was surprised that the sentence should have read like this:

[Be careful, when you walk through this door, you have left a safe place. 】

It's just that this prompt was forcibly modified by the owner of the infirmary.

Zheng Yi didn't see the name of the book inside, his sight was blocked by Xiao Li, seeing that the other person was motionless, he couldn't help but whispered: "Aren't you going in?"

Although he didn't see the doctor's face, Xiao Li had sensed a strong aura of unreliability. Before he answered, an optimistic voice came from inside: "Are there patients queuing up outside? Please come in." , please come in, I don’t need to register here.”

Xiao Li: "..."

Shen Mizhi: "Go in and apply some medicine, no other surgery is needed."

Shen Mizhi stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the infirmary, Xiao Li looked at his wrist, the young man also had the same bruise on his hand.

His movements paused invisibly for a moment, and he followed Shen Mi into the infirmary.

Bypassing the screen at the door, everyone collectively saw the appearance of this novice doctor.

He is wearing a black cloak, with a bird's beak mask on his face, with a long mouth extending outwards, and a black tall hat on his head, his eyes are two bottomless black holes, with Wearing gloves, there is a small nameplate on the chest: DrJ (scp-049-j).

From the appearance alone, he looks like the plague doctor who is quite famous in every dungeon world, but the book on the table clearly explains his identity, he is an admirer of the plague doctor, or Say imitator.

Before the reincarnated person came in, he was looking at the book he had placed at hand, and he was reading it very seriously. Now he had closed the book, and moved the stack under the chair to hide it, using his own seat to block them.

There was only one chair opposite the doctor. Zheng Yi wanted to let Xiao Li sit on it, but the other party didn't intend to sit down at all. Instead, he waved his hand to ask him to sit down first. Zheng Yi didn't refuse and sat on it.

"Oh, it's really, really great to have three patients here at once." The doctor rubbed his hands with an excited look, "Sit down, but before I start, I'll finish the cactus's medication for today."

As he spoke, he opened the drawer and took out a jar that was covered with a layer of black film from the inside. He unscrewed the lid straight away, tilted the jar body towards the cactus, and a viscous liquid flowed into the soil where the cactus was. There was a "sizzling" sound, and there was a puff of white smoke.

"There are bugs in these places on the cactus, and I'm trying to find a way to treat them. Look, isn't there no bugs now?" Dr. J proudly showed off.

Xiao Li: "That's right, but it also lost something more important..."

Like its life.

Dr. J stopped pouring the concentrated sulfuric acid, and screwed back the cover with great effort. The leather gloves on his hands added a certain degree of difficulty to this action. He said while twisting, "If you want to get something, you have to pay. This is the conservation principle."

After finally screwing it on, Dr. J heaved a sigh of relief. He put his hands on the table and took down a blank case book: "Which one of you will come first?"

There was a sudden silence in the infirmary.

Shen Mizhi looked at Xiao Li, and Zheng Yi also looked at Xiao Li, making eye contact, but no one spoke first.

Xiao Li simply said: "Then I will come first."

"Wait a minute, don't worry, everyone has a share," Dr. J said, and when he saw Zheng Yi sitting, he said directly, "Since you are sitting down, you must be admiring my medical skills, so why don't you start with me?" Let's start? Well, it's a good choice, what's your name?"

Zheng Yi: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, you're talking nonsense.

He said with a complicated expression: "...Zheng Yi."

"Very good, the patient's name is Zheng Yi, please describe your condition." Dr. J asked.

Zheng Yi: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that we have a little injury on our arm. Well, if there is red medicine, we can just wipe it on."

After saying this, he stretched his head to look at the medicine shelf behind Dr. Bird's Beak, trying to distinguish which one was the red medicine from the pile of strange-looking bottles.

Dr. J: "Hold out your hand."

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand in fear, and Dr. J took out a magnifying glass from his cloak pocket and put it in front of his eyes, looked back and forth carefully for a while, and then began to write quickly on the medical record.

He cadenced in a poetic recitative tone: "The patient failed to escape from prison, and was left with coordinates. Solution, solution, let me think about it..."

Dr. J stopped writing, and he scratched his head for a while, as if he couldn't think of a good treatment.

Zheng Yi carefully added for him: "Smear some red potion."

Doctor J ignored his words: "Oh, I have it, it's simple! Wait a minute."

He stood up suddenly, the chair made a violent sound on the ground, walked to the pile of debris behind the screen, and rummaged through it.

Zheng Yi turned to Xiao Li and said, "Sherlock, let's go."

Xiao Li was thoughtful: "Wait a minute, what he said makes sense to me."

Doctor J called the marks on their hands coordinates.

If what he said is correct, then this means that the jailer can locate them in front of them at any time through coordinates, and even teleport them directly to the corresponding area.

Zheng Yi looked at him with sad eyes, and before he complained about this unreliable barefoot doctor, he heard a shocking laugh from the other side of the debris pile: "Haha, haha, I found it! Yes, just Just use this!"

Doctor J turned around. This time, he had an exaggerated chainsaw in his hand.

Yes, just like the chainsaw in the chainsaw, it has exaggerated blades and is an amazing weapon.

Dr. J joyfully seemed to have just solved some medical problem: "If your arm is injured, you just need to amputate it! Don't worry, it will only hurt for a while."

Zheng Yi: "..."

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

Although, he couldn't say what the other party said was wrong, and he couldn't find a suitable reason to refute it for a while.

"Come on, patient Zheng Yi, please put your hand on the table, and I will perform the surgery and saw off your hand." Dr. J said to Zheng Yi, carrying the chainsaw.

Zheng Yi shook his head like a rattle: "Are you kidding me? I, I don't—"

Doctor J's tone suddenly dropped: "You don't believe me?"

He was holding the chainsaw, coupled with that outfit, as if he would turn into Jack the Ripper in the next second and cross Zheng Yi.

Xiao Li said at this moment: "Do me first, doctor, my illness is worse than his."

He signaled Zheng Yi to stand up with his eyes, and sat opposite Doctor J himself.

With Xiao Li's interruption, Dr. J's attention was diverted, he immediately forgot the previous unhappiness, put down the chainsaw, threw Zheng Yi's case into the trash can, and took out a blank one: "Okay, I like it." Seriously ill patient, if you are cured in this way, I will be the best and most capable doctor in the world, what is your name?"

Xiao Li: "Sherlock."

Dr. J wrote down the name and muttered, "Why does it sound familiar..."

He raised his head: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Li looked at him leisurely: "You are a good doctor, you can judge."

"Oh, challenge, I like challenges the most!" Dr. J's eyes lit up, he danced excitedly for a while, and carefully observed the teenager in front of him, "Well, you also have coordinates, and you need surgery, except Besides..."

"What else? You're such a problem."

"Too calm?"

Doctor J stared at Xiao Li intently and silently. His back was covered with sweat and his entire clothes were soaked, but he didn't realize it. After maintaining this state for 10 minutes, he suddenly yelled: "Oh, oh, I see, I'm a genius, a genius doctor! I've never been to any medical school, but I'm self-taught! I'm so witty!"

Xiao Li narrowed his eyes: "What did you see?"

"You're too lively, you're too open, you need to shut yourself down," Dr. J said happily, "I came up with two treatment options, one is to let me use an electric drill to tinker with the prefrontal lobe of your brain. That part, the second is that I will directly give you a hammer to make you unconscious, which one do you think is better?"

"I rarely give choices, you should cherish this opportunity."

Zheng Yi standing aside:? ? ?

What kind of crazy talk is this, what kind of broken treatment plan?It's basically one hundred and eight ways to get rich and kill, right?

He had already looked at Doctor J defensively, and wanted to wait for Xiao Li to leave here together at any time, but unexpectedly, Xiao Li propped his chin thoughtfully, as if hesitating between these two choices.

Zheng Yi: "..."

He originally thought that he would not be surprised by Xiao Li's actions, but now, he only has one thought in his mind: Do you really want to choose?

Xiao Li maintained this posture, as if he had thought of something, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Doctor J was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Xiao Li: "Thank you, you are such a good doctor."

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

What did he miss?

Dr. J was dumbfounded by this unprecedented praise, he suddenly forgot that he was gearing up to give the other party a hammer secretly, and responded shyly and stammering: "This, this, you are too polite, You, too, are a good patient, too good of you to tell the truth."

Dr. J sighed in his heart, there are really not many patients in this world who are so pure and kind, and know how to repay their kindness. Sherlock is like this, and the treatment has not been successful yet, so he thanked himself like this.

He had completely forgotten about the two surgeries he was eager to try just now, and only the patient's praise for him was left in his mind.

Xiao Li stood up and prepared to leave the infirmary, but before leaving, he tentatively asked: "Doctor J, next time I have a patient here, can I still see you?"

"Welcome, welcome, welcome anytime, this is my pager, you can find me anytime." Dr. J took out a strange button from his pocket without any reason, and stuffed it into Xiao Li's hand.

After they left, Shen Mizhi stayed for a while, and he went straight to the medicine cabinet behind Dr. J, and took out a medicine bottle from it.

Dr. J suddenly raised his head and stood behind him: "Ah, that's the little red medicine I have left—"

The young man put away the bottle and walked out of the infirmary.

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 】

【I can't cure you, then I will physically rescue you ·jpg】

[Wait, is it my illusion?Why did Sherlock look at this doctor with such hot eyes, as if the eyes were burning with flames, as if he was very interested? 】

[Of course, it's because Sherlock still doesn't have a friend who is a doctor. 】

[Can you still laugh at the one in front?I can already imagine that if we see him again later, and we are injured again, he "kindly" asks this doctor to treat us...]

[The smile suddenly froze, and the smile gradually disappeared. 】

【...I suddenly want to spend huge sums of money to introduce the real plague doctor to Sherlock, for no reason, just for my own safety in the future. 】

[? ? ?After being abused, the victim has to find a good doctor by himself. What kind of sad and upside-down story is this? 】

[No, I think what we need is not such a surgeon, but a psychiatrist. 】

[... I agree with the previous opinion. 】

[I know that there is a poor ghost who still has a psychological shadow when she mentions Sherlock now. She will tremble unconsciously and subconsciously grab her hair. 】

[Harm, who is not? 】