MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 235

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Xiao Li retracted his gaze to observe the stack of books. He read the notice posted on the entrance of the infirmary again, and was surprised that the sentence should have been like this:

[Be wary, when you walk in this door, you leave the safe place. 】

It's just that this reminder was forcibly modified by the owner of the infirmary.

Zheng Yi did not see the name of the book inside. His sight was blocked by Xiao Li. Seeing that the other party was motionless, he couldn't help but whispered: "Don't you go in?"

Although he did not see the doctor's face, Xiao Li had already noticed a strong unreliable aura. Before he could answer, an optimistic voice came from inside: "Are there patients waiting in line outside? Please come in. , Please come in, I don't need to register here."

Xiao Li: "..."

Shen Mirage: "Go in and wipe some potion, no other surgery is needed."

Shen Mirchi stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the infirmary. Xiao Li looked at his wrist. The young man had the same bruise on his hand.

His movements paused invisibly for a moment, and followed Shen Weizhi into the infirmary.

Around the screen at the door, everyone collectively saw the appearance of the novice doctor.

He wears a black cloak, a beak mask on his face, a long mouth extending outwards, and a black top hat on his head. His eyes are two bottomless black holes. Wearing gloves, a small nameplate is pinned on his chest: Dr.J (scp-049-j).

From the outside, he is dressed like the plague doctor who is quite famous in each copy world, but the book on the table clearly explains his identity. He is an admirer of the plague doctor, or Said imitator.

Before the reincarnation came in, he was looking at the book he had on hand, reading it very seriously. He had closed the book at this moment, and he wanted to move the stack under the chair, blocking them with his seat.

There was only one chair opposite the doctor. Zheng Yi originally wanted to let Xiao Li sit down, but the other party had no intention to sit down. Instead, he waved his hand to let him sit down first. Zheng Yi didn't refuse, and sat down.

"Oh, three patients came at once, which is really great." The doctor rubbed his hands and looked excited. "Sit down, but before starting, I will finish the cactus medication today."

He opened the drawer and took out a jar covered with a layer of black film from the inside. He unscrewed the lid and tilted the jar against the cactus. A viscous liquid poured into the soil where the cactus was. There was a "sizzling" sound, and there was a puff of white smoke.

"There are bugs in these places of the cactus. I'm thinking of a cure. Look, aren't there any bugs now?" Doctor J proudly showed off.

Xiao Li: "It is correct to say that, but it also lost something more important..."

Such as its life.

Doctor J stopped the hand pouring the concentrated sulfuric acid and screwed the lid back laboriously. The leather gloves on his hand made this movement more difficult for him. He twisted and said, "If you want to get it, you have to pay. This is the law of conservation."

After finally **** it on, Dr. J breathed a sigh of relief. He put his hands on the table and took out a blank case book: "Which one of you will come first?"

There was a sudden silence in the infirmary.

Shen Mirzhi looked at Xiao Li, Zheng Yi also looked at Xiao Li, making eye contact, but no one spoke first.

Xiao Li simply said, "Then I will come first."

"Wait, don't worry, everyone has a share," Dr. J said. He saw Zheng Yi sitting, so he directly ordered. "You are all sitting down. You must be very admiring my medical skills. Let's start? En, this choice is good, what is your name?"

Zheng Yi: "..."

I am not, I am not, you are talking nonsense.

He looked complicated and authentic: "...Zheng Yi."

"Very well, the patient's name is Zheng Yi, please describe your condition." Doctor J asked.

Zheng Yi: "In fact, it's nothing. We have a little injury on our arm. Well, if there is any red potion, we can just wipe it on."

After saying this, he stretched his head to look at the medicine rack behind Doctor Bird's Beak, trying to tell which was the red potion from the pile of strange-looking bottles.

Doctor J: "Put out your hand."

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand tremblingly. Doctor J took out a magnifying glass from his cloak pocket and placed it in front of his eyes. He carefully read it back and forth for a while, and then began to write about the medical records.

He hummed and frustrated in a poem-like tone: "The patient failed to escape from prison and was left with coordinates, solutions, solutions, let me think..."

Doctor J stopped writing and scratched his head for a while, as if he could not think of a good cure.

Zheng Yi added carefully for him: "Apply some red potion."

Doctor J ignored his words: "Oh, I have it, it's easy! Wait a minute."

He stood up suddenly, the chair made a violent noise on the ground, walked to the pile of debris behind the screen, and searched inside.

Zheng Yi turned to Xiao Li and said, "Sherlock, let's go."

Xiao Li thoughtfully: "Wait a second, I think what he said makes sense."

Doctor J calls the marks on their hands coordinates.

If what he said is correct, it means that the jailer can locate them in front of them at any time through coordinates, or even directly teleport to the corresponding area.

Zheng Yi looked at him with a sad look. Before he could spit the unreliable barefoot doctor again, he heard a terrifying laugh from the debris pile: "Haha, haha, I found it! Yes, just Just use this!"

Doctor J turned around. This time, there was an exaggerated chainsaw in his hand.

Yes, just like the chainsaw in Chainsaw Horror, it has exaggerated blades and is an amazing weapon.

Doctor J was pleased to have just solved some medical problem: "If the arm is injured, just saw it off! Don't worry, it will only hurt for a while."

Zheng Yi: "..."

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

Although, he couldn't say that what the other party said was wrong, and he couldn't find a suitable reason to refute it for a while.

"Come on, patient Zheng Yi, please put your hand on the table, I'll be the master knife and saw off your hand." Doctor J carried the chainsaw and said to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi shook his head like a rattle: "Are you kidding? Me, I don't—"

Doctor J's tone dropped suddenly: "You don't believe me?"

He grabbed the chainsaw, coupled with the outfit, as if he would be Jack the Ripper in the next second, crossing Zheng Yi.

Xiao Li said at this moment: "Tell me first, doctor, my illness is heavier than him."

He motioned Zheng Yi to stand up with his eyes, and sat opposite Doctor J by himself.

With Xiao Li’s interruption, Dr. J’s attention was diverted. He suddenly forgot the unhappiness he had had before, put down the chainsaw, threw Zheng Yi’s case into the trash can, and took out a blank piece: "Okay, I like it. Severely ill patients, if you are cured in this way, I will be the best and most capable doctor in the world. What is your name?"

Xiao Li: "Sherlock."

Dr. J wrote down the name and muttered: "Why do you feel a little familiar..."

He looked up: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Li looked at him in his spare time: "You are a good doctor, you can judge."

"Oh, oh, challenge, I like the challenge the most!" Doctor J's eyes lit up, and he danced excitedly for a while, carefully observing the boy in front of him, "Well, you also have coordinates and need surgery, except Beyond this..."

"What else? You are really a problem."

"Too calm?"

Doctor J stared at Xiao Li intently and silently. He was covered with sweat behind his back and had soaked the whole clothes, but he didn't realize it. After maintaining this state for ten minutes, he suddenly yelled: "Oh, oh, I see, I'm really a genius, a doctor genius! Although I have never been to any medical department, I know it without a teacher! I am so witty!"

Xiao Li narrowed his eyes: "What did you see?"

"You are too lively, you are too open, you need to be autistic," Dr. J said happily, "I came up with two treatment options, one is to let me use an electric drill to tinker with the frontal lobe of your brain In that part, the second is that I directly gave you a hammer and made you unconscious. Which one do you think is better?"

"I rarely give a choice. You have to cherish this opportunity."

Zheng Yi standing on the side:? ? ?

What kind of crazy talk, what break the treatment plan? It's just one hundred and eight ways to make money and kill, right?

He had already looked at Doctor J defensively and wanted to wait for Xiao Li to leave here at any time, but he didn't expect Xiao Li to prop his chin thoughtfully, as if hesitated about these two choices.

Zheng Yi: "..."

He originally thought he wouldn't be surprised by any actions Xiao Li made, but now he was full of only one thought: Do you really want to choose?

Xiao Li maintained this posture, as if thinking of something, blessed and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Doctor J was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Xiao Li: "Thank you, you are really a good doctor."

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

What did he miss?

Dr. J was fooled by the praise he had never had before. He suddenly forgot that he had just geared his hands and wanted to give him a hammer secretly, and responded shyly and stuttering: "This, this, you are too polite. You are too, a good patient, you are so kind, to be honest."

Dr. J sighed in his heart, this world is so simple and kind, and there are really not many patients who know how to return to Entu. He has cured so many people with great effort, and every one of them is cursed at him, how is it like the one in front of him? Sherlock is like this, but he has not been treated successfully, so thank himself.

He had completely forgotten the two operations he was eager to try just now, and he was filled with only the praise from the patient just now.

Xiao Li stood up and prepared to leave the infirmary, but before leaving, he tentatively asked: "Doctor J, next time I have a patient here, can I still find you?"

"Welcome, welcome, welcome anytime, here is my calling machine, you can find me at any time." Dr. J took out a strange button from his pocket without any explanation and stuffed it into Xiao Li's hand.

After they left, Shen Mirzhi stayed for a while, he walked straight to the medicine cabinet behind Dr. J and took out a medicine bottle from inside.

Doctor J suddenly raised his head and stood behind him: "Ah, that is the only red potion I have left—"

The young man put away the bottle and walked out of the infirmary.

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【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 】

[If you can't cure you, then I'll treat you physically.jpg]

[Wait, is it my illusion? Why did Sherlock look at this doctor's eyes so hot, like flames burning in them, as if he was very interested? 】

[Of course it's because Sherlock hasn't had a friend who is a doctor yet. 】

[The one in front you can still laugh? I can already imagine that if we see him again later, and we are injured again, he "kindly" let this doctor treat us...]

[The smile suddenly freezes and gradually disappears. 】

[... I suddenly wanted to spend a huge sum of money to introduce the True Plague Doctor to Sherlock, not why, just for my own future safety. 】

【? ? ? After being abused, the victim has to find a good doctor by himself. What is this sad and sad story? 】

[No, I think what we need is not such a surgeon, but a psychologist. 】

[...I agree with the previous view. 】

[I know that there is a poor ghost, and now that Sherlock has a psychological shadow, he will tremble unconsciously, and will subconsciously grab his own hair. 】

[Harm, who isn't it? 】

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