High-end "happiness" often only needs to be created in the simplest way.

Dr. Lin found the nozzle and pressed it gently.

The thick and mellow alcohol turned into mist, like seeing first love, and rushed to land on the fresh pink flesh.

In an instant, like Mars hitting the earth, a "love" like the Big Bang occurred between the two. The incredible chemical reaction made the tender new flesh even more attractive.

The demon hunter, who was foaming at the mouth and turning up the whites of his eyes, was instantly placed in a very magical atmosphere, and howled "happiness" from his mouth:

"Fuck!!!!"

“Fuck fuck fuck!!!”

Under the impact of this magical feeling, the demon hunter's nerves became extremely sharp.

He could clearly feel the strange sensation coming from the wound, the corrosion of salt water, the burning pain, and the stimulation of alcohol.

And he seemed to have never experienced this kind of "happiness" with a rich sense of depth. His toes were so excited that his shoes burst and they were locked together tightly.

"I...I won't treat you anymore! Let me go! Let me go!"

The demon hunter wanted to stand up and escape from this black shop, but the waves of "happiness" that hit his nerves made his legs weaken and he collapsed on the ground.

But even so, he still twisted his body, trying to escape.

How evil!

He now finally knew why a human boy dared to open a clinic alone in a dark world full of strange creatures.

Because he is such a scary and weird doctor!

This kind of treatment...he never wanted to recall it in his life.

It can’t be cured! It can’t be cured!

At worst, it would be happier to die outside.

If the treatment continues, life will be worse than death!

"Hey, guest, don't leave. There is only the last step left in the operation. How can we give up halfway?"

Lin Yi looked at the cooked duck... Bah, the injured patient was about to leave, so in a hurry, he pulled his pants and dragged him back to the clinic.

Feeling the threat to his life, the demon hunter also unleashed his potential, pulled out the silver sword from his waist and pressed it against Lin Yi's neck: "Fuck you (beep) to a (beep), I (beep) to (beep)"

Beep), believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"How can you scold someone?" Lin Yi looked displeased, "I'm saving you, it's fine if you're not grateful, but you're too glaring at me if you draw a sword at me."

"Save me? Are you trying to save me?!"

The demon hunter held the silver sword tremblingly and screamed in a tearful voice: "That salt water, that knife, that alcohol...it hurts me to death, so why are you trying to save me?"

"Hmm...why doesn't it count?"

Lin Yi held up his monocle with the back of his hand and said with a serious face: "The salt water is used to clean the wounds, the knife is used to drive away the rot, the dead meat contaminated by the curse, and the alcohol is used to disinfect. Is there any problem?"

“No problem! And very professional!”

"So where's the problem?"

Lin Yi stared straight at the demon hunter, his monocle dinged and a bright light flashed: "It appeared on you!"

"Guest, if you think about it from another perspective, if anesthesia had been administered in advance, would you still have any problems with these procedures?"

"Not only do you feel no pain, but you can also treat the wound smoothly?"

"So, if there is a problem, you have to look for it from others first... Bah, look for the problem from yourself first!"

"Do you think that makes sense?"

Witcher:???

What you said makes so much sense? I can’t find any reason to refute it.

So I brought this on myself?

but……

Why the hell do I feel like you did it on purpose?!!

After finding out that the problem was not his own, Lin Yi felt emboldened and grabbed the demon hunter's silver sword.

"I said that I will definitely let you walk out of the clinic intact today, so don't even think about escaping before the operation is over. I will suture you now!"

As he spoke, Lin Yi fished out a three-inch long steel nail from the alcohol on the counter.

[Demon hunter sanity value -10]

"Don't... wait... I need an anesthetic!"

The witcher shouted in horror.

Lin Yi sat down on him, holding up the steel nail, and the tip of the needle lit up with a cold light under the dim light.

"Guest, there is only one last step left. It would be too wasteful to give anesthesia now."

"And...our clinic doesn't have anesthetics yet."

Witcher:???

What? He said the clinic didn’t have anesthesia?

Then why bother asking yourself whether to take anesthesia or not from the very beginning?

Then doesn’t the problem lie with him?

Poof——

Unfortunately, Lin Yi didn't give him a chance to react. The three-inch long steel nail penetrated directly into the flesh and started suturing.

"Ahhhhh(#>д<)?!!!"

Witcher:X﹏X

…

Ten minutes later.

Lin Yi cut the hemp rope, looked at his masterpiece, and clapped his hands with satisfaction.

The witcher collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and the whites of his eyes rolled up to the point where he could hardly see. The muscles on his body twitched from time to time, testing whether his master had burped.

"The operation was a perfect success."

"Guest, are you satisfied or not?"

"Guest? Guest...?"

"Hey, don't die!!!"

Lin Yi exclaimed, hurriedly stepped forward and shook his hand, raising his hand there were two big cock pockets.

…

The witcher had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to his boyhood, when he was still very innocent and secretly in love with Cuihua from the next village.

Until the black mist came, ferocious and strange creatures slaughtered two villages, and blood flowed into rivers.

Driven by hatred, he became a demon hunter, devoting himself to the darkness and searching for the strange creatures that slaughtered the village.

Along the way, he had no idea how many lives and deaths he had experienced, how many strange creatures he had killed, and how much blood he had stained on his hands!

As the darkness erodes, he slowly loses his humanity and is already standing on the edge of the abyss of corruption.

Sudden.

As he stared into the abyss of depravity, a young doctor wearing a white coat and a monocle slowly floated out of the abyss.

The young doctor had a kind smile on his face and asked gently:

"Powerful Demon Hunter, what project do you want to experience?"

"Should we add salt to the wound? Cut the flesh with a fire knife? Disinfect it with alcohol? Suture it with steel nails?"

Witcher:!!!

The comatose demon hunter suddenly woke up.

The burning pain on his face gradually gathered his consciousness.

In his sight, the harmless face with a professional smile became clear.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, he rolled around and picked up the silver sword on the ground, pointed at Lin Yi in horror and shouted:

"You...don't come over! Don't come over!!!"

At this moment, he looked like a frightened lamb.

"Guest, relax, relax."

"The operation was completed perfectly."

Lin Yi seemed to be coaxing a three-year-old child, his tone was gentle and he just handed him a jelly bean.

The witcher gasped for breath, trying to calm down his emotions.

He glanced down at his chest.

It turned out that the hideous wound had been stitched up and tied with a bow.

The nightmare... is it finally over?

Seeing the demon hunter gradually calming down, Lin Yi whispered:

"Are you scared by this? The profession of a demon hunter is to tuck your head in your waistband, isn't it? You will be scared by such a small surgical debridement. You are still too young!"

Witcher:???
Chapter completed!