mtl008 Chapter 3365 Miraculous Doctor (9)
Chapter 3365 Miraculous Doctor (9)
Chapter 3365 Miraculous Doctor (Part )
Strange examined Stark on the operating table. However, this time he was not checking for any disease, but his physical characteristics. Schiller took the medical record book and recorded the report.
The two of them couldn't leave now, but that didn't mean they couldn't pass on the news. Although the nurse looked ferocious, she was obviously communicable. Letting him take the news out and splitting the bonus in half would be a small profit.
Of course, Stark must have taken all the money he had on him. The final reward was three gold coins, more than twenty silver coins, and six or seven copper coins.
Schiller didn't know what the conversion method was in this world, but it didn't look like a decimal system. But this was good news, because it meant that the copper coins might be more valuable than they thought.
It's a pity that the gun in Stark's hand was made by magic, so they couldn't get it. Otherwise, this job would be very profitable.
After the search, Schiller gave Stark an injection. Intravenous injection is very simple, basically all you need is your hands. After Strange explained the key points of the technique, Schiller succeeded in one try.
He sighed with some regret, and then he and Strange stuffed Stark back into the passage. After the gate closed, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and when the passage opened again, the person had disappeared.
"I think we should celebrate the first successful treatment." Schiller stuffed all the gold coins into his pocket, and took out the small purple crystal core he had found in the raven's body from his other pocket.
Strange took a look, then shook his head and said, "It should be an energy crystal or something like that. The magic system here is completely different from ours and cannot be compared."
After studying it for a while and finding no results, the two of them prepared to go. When they were ready, when they pulled the lever, it turned out to be a birdman that fell down.
His body was a normal human body, with black lines covering his skin, and he was wearing a suit and a bow tie, but his head was a giant raven head, with a pointed beak like a sharp guillotine.
Schiller, feeling guilty, took a deep breath and quickly tied the Raven Man, who had not yet woken up, to the bed.
“Damn it, could that raven be his son or something?” Schiller grinned, but soon froze, then said, “Wait a minute, does he also have…”
At this moment, the birdman's fingers moved. Schiller quickly used the intravenous injection technique he had just learned and gave him an injection of Datura anesthesia.
There is no mandrake in the raven's diet, so he should not be immune to this poison. Sure enough, the raven man fainted just as he was about to wake up.
"There are two possibilities now," said Strange. "Either he is the mysterious Mr. Raven, and he has come down to settle accounts with us. Or he is just an ordinary resident who just happens to have a bird's head."
"No matter who it is, we can't let him go alive." Schiller bared his teeth, revealing his sinister true face. He said, "It's unlucky for him to fall into our hands. Go ahead, open his chest."
Strange had no objection and took up the scalpel. After unbuttoning his suit, they found that the other's chest was covered with black feathers. Schiller was not polite at all and plucked all the feathers.
Strange cut open his chest with a few strokes, but did not find any strange structures inside. His body tissues were exactly the same as those of humans, his heart and lungs were fully functional, and there were no mysterious small crystals.
Schiller looked up at Strange and asked, "Can you perform craniotomy on birds?"
Strange walked over, picked up the bloody forceps on the ground, held them up and said, "As long as you don't consider the survival rate, how difficult is it to open the skull?"
"Bang! Bang bang!"
When the nurse's eyes appeared on the observation window again, Schiller blocked her sight in time and said, "It is inevitable that patients with mineral hyperplasia will make a lot of noise. By the way, ma'am, after sending away that manic patient, I realized something was wrong..."
Schiller began to tell the nurse about Stark. He shook the report and said, "I have some credit for this. I want half of the reward. Is that not too much?"
"You want me to go to the police station?"
"Of course not. Just find someone to deliver the letter." Schiller said, leaning against the door. "It's a waste not to take advantage of the pie-in-the-sky money. What do you think?"
The nurse didn't say yes or no, she took the report written by Schiller and left. Schiller didn't care much about whether this matter would succeed or not, and went back to check on Strange's condition.
With blood all over his hands, Strange picked up a much larger purple crystal core from the ground. The strange magic light shone on the glass eyepiece of the black bird-beak mask, appearing particularly dazzling.
Schiller took the crystal core and admired it. It looked very valuable, but it might have some other uses. He did not put it together with the gold coins, but found a jar and threw it into it.
"What to do with the body?"
"Pluck the feathers," said Schiller, "and throw them into the fireplace."
"Aren't you worried about the situation?"
“I just wanted to see what would happen.”
Together, they dismembered the Raven Man's body and stuffed it into the fireplace. Schiller stared at the flames of the fireplace for a while and found that the big mouth behind the wall was opening and saying something again.
"trade……"
"what?"
"Give me food...give you treasure..."
The candlelight in the room flickered, as if to remind Schiller not to believe the devil's words. But Schiller didn't care about that. He said, "What treasure can you give me?"
The evil big mouth disappeared, but Schiller heard a few clangs from the chimney, as if something was falling down.
"Gurgle", something fell into the flame, then suddenly bounced and rolled to the floor.
Schiller walked closer and saw that it was actually a tooth with some small spikes growing out of the center of the tooth.
Schiller handed the tooth to Strange. Strange took off his mask, put on his monocle, looked at it carefully, and said, "This should be the tooth of a patient with advanced mineral disease. The mineral has grown out of the bones. There are some residues here, which may be the food he ate when he was alive."
Schiller thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps we can use the jellyfish fluorescent agent detection method to see the nature of the residue."
"What's the use of this thing?" Strange asked.
Schiller shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. He took a jar and poured some jellyfish fluorescent agent into it, then soaked the tooth in it. The part with the residue was faintly red and looked like tissue cells.
Time seemed to flow faster here, and it was soon evening. The nurse came again, and Schiller gave her a report. When the nurse left, Schiller heard some noise at the door, and he went out to see a few silver coins.
It seemed that the nurse agreed to the reward, but she disagreed with the distribution plan and did not give Schiller and his friends half. Schiller just cursed in his heart, "Stingy", and closed the door.
He was very tired last night and planned to have a good sleep tonight, so he came to the chair by the fireplace, leaned against the soft backrest, yawned, and soon fell asleep.
Like Strange, he soon realized that he had entered a dream, but this time, he was tied to a chair and a cold metal instrument was about to be inserted into his mouth.
Schiller's eyes widened. He looked around and found that the hand fixed on the armrest of the chair was not his own. It looked thin and young, probably a child's.
The metal pliers in his mouth suddenly clamped a tooth and then pulled it out violently.
Schiller took a deep breath. The real pain did not wake him up, but instead made his body tremble continuously.
Schiller subconsciously looked at the hands holding the pliers, but saw nothing. The pliers seemed to be floating in the air, with no one controlling them. Schiller looked into the distance again.
The pain stimulated his brain, but the hazy hallucinations he was used to did not appear. He only heard himself screaming and tears flowing from his eyes. This was obviously not his reaction, but the child's.
Schiller couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Since no one is operating it, why don't you just run!"
Meanwhile, Strange was not sleeping well. The strange dream from yesterday was coming true. The little girl was taken out of the cell and brought to a room with mysterious patterns on the floor, where she was hung up.
He saw a vague black figure kneeling at his feet. Just as Strange was about to take a closer look at the man's face, he felt a pain in his foot. A nail on his foot was pulled out.
Strange breathed in gently. He could feel the pain, but he couldn't fully control his body. The little girl struggled in pain, and he could only watch.
In a trance, he felt a beam of light. When he opened his eyes again, a faint light shone through the small window above the room. It was already daybreak.
Schiller woke up almost at the same time. He licked his teeth subconsciously and then froze in place.
He's missing a tooth!
Strange also subconsciously looked at his feet. He didn't feel any pain, but when he took off his boots, he found that the nail of his right big toe was missing.
Schiller sat up from his chair and licked the wound where the tooth should have been. There was no bleeding and no remnants of the tooth root. It was as if the tooth had never grown.
Strange also moved his toes, but felt nothing unusual, and his thumb nail seemed to be non-existent.
Both of them saw the other's strange behavior and stood up from their chairs at the same time. On the way to the operating table, Schiller paused. At this time, the voice of nurse Xiong sounded outside the door.
"Would you like something nice?"
Schiller walked quickly to the door. Without waiting for the bear guard to talk to him, he asked directly, "Can you sell anything here?"
"Selling things? What do you have to sell?"
"That's a lot." Schiller took out the small crystal core, shook it over the observation window, and said, "How much is this thing worth?"
The bear guard behind the observation window immediately opened his eyes wide. He lowered his voice and said, "Puppet crystal? Where did you get it?"
"Don't worry about that. I can only tell you that we have a stable supply of goods here, with guaranteed quality and quantity. You can tell us what you need, and we can find a way to get it. How about it? Do you want it?"
The bear carer was clearly struggling.
"This thing is very dangerous," he said. "No one dares to sell it on the black market. How could you get this..."
Schiller looked at him in silence.
"Okay," Guard Bear gritted his teeth and said, "20 silver coins."
"You better not be lying to me."
"I'm taking a big risk selling this thing, so this price is fair."
After some bargaining, the final price was 26 silver coins. Schiller also bought some other things.
After the bear guard left, Schiller saw the money bag he left on the ground, picked it up and began to count the silver coins inside.
When Strange saw the light flashing behind Schiller's glass eyepiece, brighter than a silver coin, he knew that from that moment on, the nature of the game had changed.
Stark: Unscrupulous quack!