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Chapter 95: Chapter 94: "I'll give you 500,000, how about you roll with me from now on?

"Tsk."

The brawny man leading the group wasn't fooled at all. After snorting derisively, he smashed a nearby table with his knife, pointed the tip at Doctor Gou's nose, and sneered, "You trying to bullshit me here? You've run all the way to Broken Pot City, how well do you think you can do out there?"

"If you were really doing well, would you need to run?"

"Let me be clear with you, no matter how tough you were outside, here you'd still be my bitch even if you were a dragon before. If you have the guts, try leaving Broken Pot City, and stop bullshitting me here."

"Guys, teach him a lesson, start smashing."

...

Doctor Gou didn't step forward to stop them; he just stood in the middle of the chaotic clinic, silently lit a cigarette, and put it to his mouth, silent as if the clinic being destroyed had nothing to do with him.

In Broken Pot City, there were many such thugs.

Counting on the fact that they couldn't be attacked, they bullied those who had fled here without restraint. They didn't have much of a temper, and even if they wanted revenge, they wouldn't know how to go about it.

A good while later.

The thugs left, behind a clinic smashed to pieces.

The cold wind blew through the broken door, awakening Doctor Gou. He had already decided to wash his hands of old business and live in peace as a doctor, only it seemed that before he could clean up his act, he might need to clean up his surroundings first.

Doctor Gou put out the nearly finished cigarette in the palm of his hand and walked into the night, his destination unknown.

An hour later.

Those men were tied up once again and brought back, with socks stuffed in their mouths and stripped of their clothes, tied to the operating table in the clinic, while Doctor Gou, wearing a white lab coat and medical gloves, had a calm expression.

He began to sterilize the scalpel coolly.

He chuckled lightly.

"You kids, really, didn't you do some research before causing trouble?"

"It's true that in the city-state effect you can't harm other players, but that doesn't include doctors. Otherwise, why would there be so many hospitals in Broken Pot City?"

It was at this moment—

A man managed to spit the sock out of his mouth and shouted with a tinge of fear, "Only someone with a doctor occupation can perform surgery. We checked your background; you're a damn Swordsman, not a doctor, you can't harm me, so don't try to scare me."

"I'm telling you, you're screwed!"

"You drugged and bound us all and brought us back. Your shop won't last, I'll smash it every time you fix it up!"

"I know, I know."

Doctor Gou replied impatiently, "I understand better than you. I definitely need to get to know the local rules when I go to a new place, right? Did you think becoming a level 18 Supernatural only requires strength? You have to understand social niceties too."

Then he clapped his hands.

A man carrying a suitcase and wearing a white lab coat entered through the door, "Which one is Doctor Gou?"

"That's me."

Doctor Gou greeted the man with a smile, "You're the one Old Jiu referred to me, right? You can perform surgery on these people tonight."

In Broken Pot City, there was a type of person known as a Black Doctor, someone with a doctor occupation but not working in a hospital, instead working in the shadows. Their business was legally harming others.

Upon seeing the doctor appear, the fear intensified on the face of the man who had just spoken, now tied to the operating table. His voice trembling, he said, "Even a doctor can't kill people, don't make a mistake!"

"We won't come back again, is that okay?"

"Indeed."

Doctor Gou nodded in agreement, "Doctors indeed cannot kill people and are not allowed to randomly remove organs unless the organ is indeed problematic."

"Go ahead and circumcise these guys, remove their appendices, tonsils, and every wisdom tooth, too."

"And while you're at it, check for other diseases on their bodies and perform surgeries for them too."

"Of course, without anesthesia."

"All regular surgeries, rest assured, they won't cause you any Damage, it's all to help you."

Almost every adult's appendix and tonsils are bound to have some issues, sitting on the fence whether to be removed or not. Most of the time, if it's not very serious, there is no need to bother.

Especially wisdom teeth, which nearly every adult possesses.

If it's not so severely inflamed every time that it's excruciatingly painful, they can actually be left in. However, yanking out wisdom teeth without anesthesia, that kind of pain is enough to make a strong man faint.

"Understood."

This Black Doctor was also a decisive individual. He nodded, opened his toolkit, which was full of various instruments like a bone saw, bone chisel used in orthopedics, and hammers, drills, mini bone saws used in dentistry.

The assortment of tools on display resembled a butcher's suitcase come to life.

"Let's begin, huh. It might hurt a bit, bear with it."

The Black Doctor was a young man with a soft sinister beauty, yet his actions were extremely sharp and efficient. Having prepared his tools, he first approached the leader of the men and forced his mouth open with a mouth expander.

Then, he cut open the gum to expose the wisdom tooth hidden deep within.

With forceps in his left hand and a tooth saw in his right.

He began to extract the tooth forcibly.

Blood and flesh flew; the man's screams of agony almost echoed throughout the whole clinic, a sight too horrific to witness. Those tied to the operating tables around them quivered uncontrollably with pale faces from fear.

But it wasn't over yet.

After extracting the wisdom teeth, he proceeded to cut out the tonsils.

Working on dental and throat surgery together, the Black Doctor's operations were executed fluidly. He even took care of the inflammation and bleeding post-surgery, the whole surgical procedure was quite a sight to behold, to the point where even Doctor Gou watching from the side couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He didn't know much about medicine, he thought, compared to this Doctor Gou, the Black Doctor in front of him seemed like a real doctor.

At this moment, the man who had his tonsils removed on the operating table had already passed out, yet the surgery was not over. The Black Doctor began to administer anti-inflammatory medication to the man's abdomen, preparing to perform an appendectomy.

Soon—

The appendix was removed, the foreskin was cut, even hemorrhoids were excised, and a kidney that appeared to have some fluid buildup was conveniently removed as well.

During this time.

Although the Black Doctor seemed frantic, his movements were well-organized. When he even pulled out a simple respirator and a blood transfusion machine along with countless blood bags of different types from a box.

Doctor Gou couldn't help but give a thumbs-up, exclaiming, "Professional!"

Indeed, he was in the right line of work. The money was well spent; for a moment, Doctor Gou even felt an admiration for talent. If this Black Doctor could stay in his clinic, wouldn't he be able to run a clinic that truly benefited the common people?

To make the name of his clinic shine!

Allowing his parents to rest in peace with smiles on their faces!

...

"Is he dead?"

Doctor Gou looked at the now much lighter muscular man on the operating table, curiously poking his head over. By now, the man's arrogance had vanished, and he seemed much more docile.

With his eyes tightly shut and his complexion devoid of any color, he lay quietly on the operating table. Discover hidden tales at m,v l'e-NovelFire.net

Like a well-behaved baby.

"No."

The Black Doctor shook his head, "He's still alive but barely hanging on. There are still some problematic organs left that we could remove, and after that, he would be quite close to death. Do you want to proceed with those as well?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

When the muscular man lying on the operating table suddenly opened his eyes, filled with fear and pleading. He looked at Doctor Gou with no strength left, shaking his head with difficulty, now completely engulfed by despair.

Although, from another perspective.

His body was in better condition than before since many problematic organs had been removed. However, this is only theoretically speaking, considering that these organs, while problematic, were still functional. Removal resulted in greater disadvantages than benefits.

Enduring such an ordeal without anesthesia, who could bear that?

When the scalpel drilled into his abdomen to remove his kidney, he was nearly driven insane. He had been involved in the underworld for so many years, but when had he ever encountered someone so ruthless?

Why bother?

Was it just for some protection money? Did it have to come to this?

The money spent replaceing this Black Doctor was countless times more expensive than the protection fees they demanded, right?

Don't you know how to do the math?!!!

If he survived this ordeal, he'd immediately change professions and quit this dangerous line of work. He would become a Black Doctor!

...

"Not bad."

Doctor Gou nodded in satisfaction, looking at the young man in the white coat and couldn't help but laugh, "Kid, you've got talent. What level is your medical skill?"

"Level 13."

"A level 13 doctor, huh."

After pondering for a while, Doctor Gou then said, "A level 13 doctor in a hospital should already be at the level of an attending physician, right? You're so young and you're already at level 13? That's no small talent, and it seems like you're quite versatile, capable of performing all kinds of surgeries. How come you ended up as a Black Doctor?"

"Being a Black Doctor makes money faster, and I urgently need the money."

"How much do you need?"

"500,000."

Doctor Gou paused and then suddenly laughed, "I'll give you 500,000, how about you join me from now on?"

"Do you have 500,000?"

"Not right now."

Doctor Gou shook his head. How could he have 500,000? Running such a clinic had already drained all his savings. He even had to sell plenty of items; back in Fengtian City, he was barely able to pay his rent.

But he could borrow it.

The Black Doctor was talented, and if he could keep such a talent working for him, 500,000 would undoubtedly be worth it.

As for whom to ask, of course, it would be Chen Miao!

Though he had left Fengtian City, he still kept an eye on Fengtian City, on Chen Miao. He wanted to see how this young man, whom he had given hope to, was doing.

In fact, he hadn't been disappointed.

Soloing the siege boss 'Tomb Guardian'!

Making a name for himself in the major event 'Coward's Gala', nearly taking all the rewards of the event!

And earning the unique Gunman Hidden Occupation 'Gun Devil'!

And other such feats proved he hadn't been wrong about him. The kid was truly suited for the Supernatural path. Now that he was doing so well, he should have 500,000 credit points in his pocket, right? Wonder if he could borrow some? Although, it feels a bit awkward to ask.

After pondering for a moment, Doctor Gou then looked at the other several pale-faced muscular men on the operating table, "We'll talk about this later. Let's finish the surgeries for these men first. Arrange a 'family package' for them all."

"Let them learn their lesson."

"Even a fallen dragon crossing the river should not be bullied by just any Tom, Dick, or Harry."