Chapter 20 - Crow Medic (1/2)
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“Ash Heath, if you’re awake, leave on your own. Otherwise, it’ll be past dinner time. This place doesn’t provide meals for patients.”
The incandescent lights had been making Ash’s eyelids burn for a long while. He sat up nimbly and touched his face and abdomen. There was no pain at all, as if the beating he had received from Igora was just a dream.
It was not the first time he had seen the healing techniques of this world, but he marveled at it every time. In his previous life, the wound he received from being stabbed by the Blood Frenzy Hunter would probably put him in a life-threatening condition even after lying in ICU for more than ten days. In this place, however, he was cured before he was interrogated.
It even caused Ash to assume they wanted to heal him before providing him with a full set of interrogative care.
He looked around. It was different from how he had imagined a treatment room would be like. There was no smell of disinfectant here. Although the environment was clean and there were no traces of blood, the colors were mainly gray, black, and brown, giving the impression of “dirty chaos”.
Not to mention the medics here: dressed in black robe that covered their full body, wearing a fearsome crow mask, and holding a shiny short knife.
Not only did they not look like doctors, they looked more like heretics who wanted to use Ash as a sacrifice.
The one speaking to Ash was a slightly shorter medic. Their gender could not be distinguished from their voice. The mask seemed to have the effect of distorting the voice, which made it sound even more frightening.
She found Ash watching her. “Is there a problem?” she asked.
“I think there’s still something wrong with my face,” Ash said without thinking.
“Huh? I’ve already treated all your injuries.” The medic was puzzled. “Could it be that the blood vessels inside have ruptured?”
“I don’t think I’m as handsome as I used to be. Did you fail to treat me? By the way, does this place provide plastic surgery services?”
Originally, Ash was just chit-chatting a little to leave a good impression, so that he might get some fruits when receiving treatment here in the future. However, unexpectedly, this crow medic became excited and approached him. “Of course they’re provided! Eye widening, nose bridge adjustment, bone sculpture, chin implants… I know all kinds of surgical methods. You can undergo any kind of plastic surgery you want. Even if you want to turn into another race, it’s not a problem! I highly recommend this Carslan spell I have, it can expand your eyes effectively…”
Ash pushed the medic away with an expression of aversion. “Your beak is poking me!”
“Ah, I’m sorry. If you want to undergo mouth plastic surgery, I have a new White Rabbit Candy spell that can make your lips naturally sweet…”
The medic’s frenzied attitude reminded him of an insurance promoter. Seeing it, Ash was a little scared. “I don’t have money!”
“I don’t want your money, I only want you!”
Ash’s body shook. “So soon? We haven’t known each other that long. Wait, are you male or female? Wait, what is your race…”
The medic also realized her slip of tongue. She waved his hand and said, “What I mean is, as long as you’re willing to let me perform the surgery, it’s enough. You don’t have to pay me. It’s completely free!”
“Well…” said Ash, “what if I want you to pay me?”
“Um… How much do you want?”
Seeing that the medic had really taken out her wallet, Ash quickly stopped her. “Stop, stop. I was just asking casually. I don’t really want to take a knife to my face. But are all medics here so kind? You don’t even ask for anything in return for performing surgeries. Looking at how you people are dressed, I thought you would be the kind of people who would suddenly raise the price during surgery.”