Poof——

A dose of powerful anesthetic was poured into the back of the dean's neck without warning.

The old dean (??Д??) opened his hands wildly, and the documents in his hands were scattered all over the floor. He stared, his hands were trembling, and his legs were shaking under the influence of the anesthetic.

It shivered and softened.

It's so messed up!

Got turned upside down!

The next moment, under the restraint of the hand and syringe behind him, the old dean fell to the ground with a pop, and his whole body began to twitch.

And at the last moment when he was paralyzed, he finally recognized that this powerful anesthetic seemed to be the one developed by the night doctor himself...

"I...am...yours..."

He stretched his hands forward with a pale face, trying hard to identify himself.

Poof——

Before he could finish his words, another injection was poured into his butt.

(ヾ?????????)Pfft——

He still wanted to crawl forward with all his strength, but it was of no use.

Finally, after a few seconds, under the restraint of the powerful being behind him pressing his buttocks, he finally fell to the ground (x﹏x) exhausted.

A wisp of green smoke slowly rose.

Seeing him being rolled over, Lin En lifted the old man on his shoulders with ease, turned his finger on the communicator on the ear of the beak mask, raised his head and said:

"Area 4 has been cleared, but there is still a suspected infected person who rushed into area 5. He will be left to you!"

"receive!"

After saying that, Lin En carried the foaming old man on his shoulders and quickly turned around and rushed back into the white smoke above the square.

…

Ten minutes later.

After the clearing was completed, all the patients who came to see the doctor this time who were suffering from paralysis were all gathered in the hall.

With the cooperation of dozens of night doctors, all the hundreds of patients present were brought under control.

"Everyone divides the work and cooperates. Each person is responsible for the examination of ten patients. Once any traces of the curse are found, the target will be operated on on the spot without asking for instructions."

Bottle after bottle of [Self-Bound Angel's Mercy] was distributed to every night doctor present.

This is the standard for almost every night doctor.

As the initiator of this curse eradication movement, Lin En was naturally the first to bear the brunt and was the first to receive more than ten places for diagnosis.

[Ding! The target triggered your random diagnosis!]

[Ding! The target triggered your random diagnosis!]

"Patient No. 21 does not have a curse, but has severe asthma and lung disease. He should be immediately sent to the intensive care unit for eradication surgery!"

"Patient No. 22 has been spread, carrying two curses, and needs to be suppressed immediately!"

"Patient No. 25 has no symptoms and is suspected to be a family member of a certain patient. However, the possibility of an accident cannot be ruled out and multiple investigations and tests are required!"

While other night doctors had just diagnosed one or two patients, Lin En had already completed the one-stop service of diagnosing a dozen patients at an unimaginable speed.

And after finishing your work.

Lin En quickly joined other night doctors in the diagnosis process.

In just ten minutes, with the cooperation of Lin En and many night doctors, hundreds of patients quickly completed preliminary diagnosis and examination.

"The test results are out. Among the 231 patients, 21 were infected by the cursed pathogen to varying degrees, with an infection rate of nearly one-tenth."

A night doctor raised his head happily, holding the text in his hand and said:

"But fortunately it was controlled in time. Otherwise, if the source of the curse was allowed to stay for a while, more patients might be infected by the curse he carried."

And everyone immediately looked at Lin En, who was the first to discover the case.

They looked at Linn with praise.

"Mr. Good Doctor, thank you very much. Without your excellent diagnostic ability and decisive announcement, the scope of the curse would probably have expanded further."

Everyone clapped approvingly.

Bang bang bang——

Bang bang bang——

Lin En waved his hand humbly and said: "This is the duty of our night doctors, but now is not the time for small talk. The dozen infected people still need surgery, and other seriously ill patients also need our treatment. When we treat

After they complete their redemption, it won’t be too late for us to talk!”

All the night doctors nodded and looked at him in approval. They were all inspired by Lin En's serious and responsible attitude.

"Yes! The good doctor is right!"

"The surgery cannot be delayed. If the curse worsens, it will be troublesome!"

"Everyone, take action immediately! Don't delay!"

Without saying a word, dozens of night doctors took action and quickly dragged out the cursed patients.

One by one, they all skillfully took out their scalpels and turned them around in their hands.

Skillfully strip off clothes and pants.

Let the patients face down, and sharp fingers quickly carved out complicated surgical scenes on their backs.

That is the procedure of [Self-Binding Angel's Mercy].

Lin En immediately knew that this was a very rare opportunity to learn. After all, he had only learned the procedure of this kind of surgery from his mistress, but had never had the opportunity to practice it.

And this time, being able to see your colleagues using the knife is definitely the best way to improve your experience!

Lin En immediately took out his notebook from his arms, looked at the surgical procedures of his colleagues with great concentration, and then quickly studied and recorded.

Poof——

Poof——

The sound of surgery being inserted into the flesh was heard.

Lin En's eyes quickly became brighter.

"I see……"

"Is that so?"

"It's so complicated here, I understand..."

[Ding! Your surgical ability 1]

[Ding! Your surgical ability 1]

[Ding! Your surgical ability 1]

With the prompts constantly coming from his ears, Lin En studied quickly and attentively.

In front of him, the old man he was responsible for was also lying on the ground, stiff under general anesthesia, his consciousness still awake, eyes wide open, trying hard to squirm forward.

But because of those two powerful anesthetics, he had no choice.

As the old dean, he immediately understood what happened.

His staring eyes reflected the frothing patients from all over the world lying in the hall, and he also watched his night doctors disembowel themselves and perform operations one by one in front of others...

"Woo!! Woo!!"

He was so anxious that he burst into tears!

Positive image! Positive image!

What the hell is this piece of shit that tied him up without even looking at it?

Forget about tying me up here, you should go to the ward and do it, don't just click the knife in front of other patients!

Why did you forget what I just said not long ago in the blink of an eye?
Chapter completed!