novelraw Chapter 213: He Scared Off the Night Doctor with a Diagnosis
Chapter 213: He Scared Off the Night Doctor with a Diagnosis
Chapter 213: He Scared Off the Night Doctor with a DiagnosisThe Night Doctor sneered coldly: "This is your diagnosis? Sorry, I haven't needed gastrointestinal organs to support my digestion and movement for many years now."
Lynn smiled as he adjusted his glasses, saying: "So unfortunately I must inform you, there's a cyst this large growing on your intestine, and it's continuously spreading to the surrounding areas. It's quite dangerous."
Lynn extended his hand, making a gesture the size of an apple.
As soon as these words were spoken.
The Night Doctor immediately burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke ever.
"A cyst? You say I have a cyst? Colleague, even if you're making things up, please be a bit more professional. The gastrointestinal system is a very sensitive set of organs - any discomfort would quickly manifest through various symptoms. If I really had any issues, why wouldn't I feel any..."
Buzz—
Almost exactly as he finished speaking, his eyes instantly went vacant.
Because he immediately felt it.
An intense pain suddenly shot from his abdomen to his brain."This is impossible!"
He shuddered violently.
Lynn smiled as he looked up, saying: "I suggest you open yourself up and take a look."
The liquid-filled eyes showed full of doubt, beads of cold sweat dripping down his forehead inside the mask.
He stared intently at his own abdomen.
Extended a sharp finger.
Rip—
The leather clothing on his abdomen along with the flesh underneath was instantly sliced open.
And just as he pulled out his intestines, his pupils suddenly contracted, because he actually saw that one cyst after another had appeared on his small intestine.
He immediately stood up.
"This is impossible!"
He stared trembling at the cysts on his intestines, saying:
"Even if abnormal pathological changes occurred in my body, I would definitely notice them immediately! And cysts like these absolutely couldn't form in such a short time!" řÄNȎ₿Ёš
"I clearly performed a full body examination just seven days ago!"
He suddenly turned his head, staring intently at Lynn:
"Did you do this?!"
Lynn remained calm, adjusted his monocle, and smiled politely:
"Please calm down first. As for how you developed these cysts, I don't know. I'm only responsible for telling you my diagnostic results. Since we're both doctors, you should know that randomly accusing your physician like this is very impolite behavior."
To be honest.
He did indeed have the ability to directly inflict diseases.
After all, that was one of his capabilities too.
But just like when he diagnosed that lizard person last time, he only used the passive effect of his Random Diagnosis ability, without actively inflicting anything.
Which meant, if his Diagnostic Art wasn't mistaken, this was an illness that had developed within his own body.
The Night Doctor gritted his teeth, sat back down cross-legged, quickly cut away the cysts from his intestines, and rapidly administered medicinal treatment and suturing to himself.
"It seems you can treat the first illness yourself, so let me tell you about the second condition I diagnosed."
Lynn adjusted his glasses while writing calmly:
"Your second condition is severe alopecia."
"..."
The Night Doctor stitching his own intestines froze in place.
The surroundings fell completely silent.
The Mayor and others all sat there dumbfounded, unable to speak a word.
"That's bullshit!" the Night Doctor raged.
Lynn said calmly: "Look, just look first. If it's not correct, you can still kill me later."
"Alopecia? You say I have alopecia!"
This time the Night Doctor was truly furious. He grabbed his plague doctor mask:
"Fine! This time I'll let you see whether I actually have alopecia or not!"
He was genuinely angry this time.
Because this was simply outrageous!
Before setting out, he had just meticulously maintained his perfect, beautiful hair. Not to mention alopecia, it was absolutely impossible for even a single strand to break off.
In his rage.
He grabbed his mask and top hat, pulled the zipper.
And instantly removed both the mask and hat from his head.
Instantly.
Countless hairs flew everywhere.
Under the shocked and astonished gazes of everyone around, tufts of hair drifted down like feathers all around.
A shiny bald head reflected faint glimmers of light under the dim illumination.
"He really went bald!" the Mayor exclaimed in shock.
"..."
The Night Doctor sat there rigidly, holding his plague doctor mask in stunned silence.
He subconsciously reached out to touch his own head.
Smooth and bare...
Then accidentally brushed against his eyebrows.
Instantly, his eyebrows came shedding down too.
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His gaze instantly went completely vacant.
This...
This is impossible...
Lynn adjusted his glasses and looked up calmly:
"Now let's discuss the third condition. This one might be somewhat tricky, so I'd like you to mentally prepare yourself."
The Night Doctor said vacantly: "What..."
Lynn looked at him seriously: "A certain part of your body might have developed some minor mutations. It seems... to have a mind of its own..."
Just as the Night Doctor was still unsure exactly which part he was referring to.
Suddenly.
Thump—
A dull sound.
The Night Doctor instantly (((;
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And then immediately.
Thump—
Another loud sound.
Everyone around looked completely bewildered.
Only the Night Doctor sat with vacant eyes, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"What's that sound?" Lynn asked doubtfully.
The Night Doctor said vacantly: "I'm wearing iron underwear."
"..."
...
Time passed quickly.
Soon, half an hour later.
Creak—
The door was pushed open from inside.
The Night Doctor wearing the plague doctor mask emerged, trembling as he leaned on his cane, moving his body with difficulty, supporting himself on the doorframe, taking empty, difficult steps one by one.
Compared to the mysterious and powerful presence he had when first arriving in this town, he now appeared significantly more withered and dispirited.
"Don't you leave... You... wait for me to call people... Wait for me... to call people to deal with you..."
The Night Doctor panted, leaning on his cane, hobbling along like someone critically ill.
Lynn sympathetically tried to offer support.
"Don't touch me!"
The Night Doctor's eyes widened, trembling as he quickly and awkwardly shuffled two steps to the side like he was avoiding a plague carrier.
Lynn said worriedly: "Are you really going back? But I'm genuinely concerned about your physical condition. Please don't overthink it - those illnesses won't kill you."
The Night Doctor, exasperated and holding his cane, pale-faced, quickly shuffled forward.
To treat all the conditions this guy had diagnosed.
He had used up every single medicine he brought with him, cutting himself left and right, but even so, four or five conditions remained unresolved.
Plague carrier!
Perfectly fine before the diagnosis, but suddenly so many illnesses after being diagnosed!
Who could endure this?!
There must be something wrong!
This guy definitely has major problems!
He needed to hurry back immediately, have the outpost send more people, preferably bringing all anti-curse and anti-disease equipment!
"You wait! Just... just you wait! Wait till I call people... You're finished when I call people over!"
He urgently shuffled forward while continuously making threats.
Inside the house, the Mayor and others all stared dumbfounded at this scene, mouths agape, unable to speak a word.
Because this was absolutely unexpected.
Because in their eyes, Night Doctors had always been those mysterious and powerful beings.
And today...
They actually witnessed a Night Doctor being scared away...
And in their own professional field at that...
They turned their heads, staring blankly at the smiling young man seeing him off beside them, their minds buzzing.
"Doctor Lynn... Are you really going to stay here? Didn't you hear him say he's going to call people?"
Lynn adjusted his monocle and smiled:
"Ah, of course I'm staying."
"Because I still need to gain their recognition. Otherwise, how could I possibly become a qualified Night Doctor like them?"
The Mayor's mind buzzed as he subconsciously swallowed.
But he couldn't help feeling... that he already was one...
...
Several dozen minutes later.
In the center of the square, Lynn sat with eyes closed before a chair specifically brought over by the Mayor, lightly tapping his fingers on the table surface.
He appeared so calm and composed, steady as an old dog.
Behind him stood the Mayor and several dozen wide-eyed townspeople.
And right at that moment, dark mist surged in the distance. They shuddered violently, then immediately saw four figures slowly emerging from the direction outside town.
Uniform plague doctor masks, uniform black top hats, uniform black robes.
"They're here!" The Mayor paled, saying:
"Four... four Night Doctors!"
All the townspeople trembled and instinctively stepped back several paces, as this was the first time they had seen so many Night Doctors appearing together in one place.
A fierce wind surged.
The four black-clad Night Doctors appeared in the square in the blink of an eye, like ghosts.
The corner of Lynn's mouth lifted, and his hand tapping the table stopped.
"Welcome, please have a seat."
He opened his eyes, smiling as he looked at the four plague-masked figures staring intently at him from close range, politely adjusting his glasses.