Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Craniotomy with a hammer?

No. 13's face was pale, and he struggled desperately: "No! They didn't spread towards the head, doctor, don't open the skull, don't!"

"That's right. Personally, I judge that the disease has spread to the head. Of course, I will seriously consider your opinion, but before that, let's break it open... Cough, let's have a look at it first."

"If they're not in your head, I'm wrong."

"You lightly made a wrong judgment, and I have to pay the price with my life? Dog! Ghost +999."

"puff"

Jiang Chen's hammer was as fast as a knife, without giving the other party any chance to comment, he smashed his head directly, as expected, there was no human face inside.

"Number 13, I didn't expect you to be right, the disease is not in the head."

"Hold on, there are not many hiding places for them. We will win the battle against the disease soon!"

At this moment, No. 13's struggle became very weak, and his hands and feet twitched unconsciously. Although he hadn't completely died yet, it was almost there.

hear this.

It couldn't help feeling anxious.

There are not many intact parts on my body, do you want the disease to die with me?

"Ghost Qi +999... Ghost Qi +999..."

Jiang Chen glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect that the other party was in this state, and was still tirelessly contributing his ghostly aura to himself.

For a moment, he felt warm in his heart.

"Even if the body is disabled and the will is strong, I still don't forget to give."

"If you have been exposed to the rain yourself, you will know how to pass umbrellas for others."

"Number 13, under your dirty appearance, there is actually a kind heart hidden. I will definitely cure you!"

As he spoke, he lifted the knife and dropped it, and the opponent's arm fell to the ground.

This time, Jiang Chen managed to find the ghost faces one by one, and slaughtered them all with a scalpel and a medical hammer.

Then stand up and observe the state of No. 13.

The yin energy on the other party's body is constantly overflowing, and the breath is so weak that it is almost gone.

The upper half of his head was broken, and the only remaining mouth in his facial features kept opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something.

"Number 13, how are you? Hold on, don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep!"

Jiang Chen shouted anxiously, leaning down: "What do you want to say, I'm listening, you say it."

"Dog...dog thing..."

A weak voice came.

Jiang Chen straightened up, with a serious look on his face: "You're welcome, although I helped you overcome the illness, I failed to save your life."

"I'm not a good doctor."

But you are a good killer, No. 15 silently added.

In the end, No. 13's breath dissipated and he died completely.

Jiang Chen mourned for three seconds and sighed: "Doctor Wu, record it. On the 18th, it was sunny. In the second medical accident, I made a small misjudgment. The main cause of death was that the patient's willpower was not strong enough."

"In addition - the road from surgery to psychiatry is long and difficult. Our generation should forge ahead, not afraid of hardships, and open a peaceful path for future generations of medicine."

"The latter sentence can be signed by my name."

"Then you can record it like this. After all the failures, Dr. Jiang stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the boundless darkness, with the dawn of hope shining in his eyes, and said these words unswervingly."

As he spoke, he smacked it repeatedly, savored it, and confirmed again: "Yes! Just write it like this, understand?"

Number 15 was in doubt.

My heart was once again tangled, should I run away desperately.

She felt that the other party was too sick, almost a little scary.

Obviously doing cruel and bloody things, but with a benevolent attitude, in words, it seems that he really loves the profession of doctors.

"I love being a doctor from the bottom of my heart, and I take it as my duty to cure diseases and save people, but every time I treat patients, I will brutally kill the patients."

"It's crazy, why do you think he's crazier than Patient No. 1?"

When the 15th was struggling.

Jiang Chen had strode towards Patient 11 in the corner.

Seeing him approaching, the other party curled up into the corner of the wall in fear, and kept shouting: "Don't come here, don't come here... I'm not sick, I'm really not sick!"

"I don't want to have an operation, I can really see my wife, she lives beside me, please, don't tear us apart!"

At first, Number 11 begged hard.

But when Jiang Chen got closer, the other party's face suddenly became sullen again: "Stand there! If you get any closer, I will kill you!"

As he spoke, he took out a sharpened toothbrush from the hospital gown.

It was stained with a lot of blood, and No. 11 seemed to have killed many people with it.

"Don't be impulsive, I believe what you say." Jiang Chen was surprisingly gentle, sat down on the bed, smiled and said, "I also saw your wife standing beside you."

"You are always inseparable like this, what an enviable love."

His words made No. 11 obviously stunned for a moment, and his ferocious expression faded: "Are you really willing to believe me?"

"It's not that I want to believe it. The facts are in front of my eyes. You and your wife are very loving and stick to each other. It's not surprising."

Hearing this, No. 11 was visibly excited, and his expression was a little excited: "Great wife! Finally someone recognizes your existence! He is blessing us!"

"However, we heard from other patients that the two of you have often quarreled for some reason during this period. This is wrong. The most important thing between husband and wife is harmony." Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"It's convenient to understand, why are you arguing?"

"If possible, I hope to help you mediate the conflict. Besides the psychiatrist, I also have a side job as a community mediator."

"This..." No. 11 seemed a bit embarrassed.

Soon his expression became arrogant again, and he sneered and said, "Hehe, tell me! Tell me! Tell the doctor about your running around looking for women, and let him judge!"

Yu Bi regained his honest demeanor, scratched his head, and said in embarrassment: "Doctor, it's like this. I met patient No. 21 in the corridor not long ago, and she said that she has no water..."

He told what happened.

The general situation is that he just wanted to help No. 21, who claimed to be a potted plant, to water some water, but was misunderstood by his wife as an affair.

Jiang Chen nodded after listening, and did not directly say whether this matter was right or wrong, but asked a question: "Is number 21 pretty, and how does it compare to your wife?"

Number 11 has a strong desire to survive, and immediately said firmly: "Of course my wife is beautiful!"

Jiang Chen turned his head to look at No. 15 again: "Doctor Wu, his evaluation is definitely not objective enough, let's talk about it."

Number 15 immediately said: "Number 21 looks like a celebrity, and she is very feminine. It is said that she has seduced more than a dozen rich men before, ruined many families, and finally was beaten into a vegetable by a group of rich wives. I always feel that I am a potted plant."

"As for No. 11's wife, I don't know anything else, but everyone vaguely learned from their quarrel that he married his wife for a position promised by the father-in-law."

"Marrying a daughter requires a loss of relationship. If the daughter has no physical illness, then it must be..."

No. 15 did not continue, but the meaning was obvious.