I slept until I woke up from hunger. Bai Lang rolled comfortably for five minutes before he reluctantly got up and went to the camp to find food.

After dinner, he started shopping in the lively market and sold out the harvests he had in the past few days. He sold out all the garbage accumulated in the storage space and exchanged for a lot of gold coins.

When passing by a stall, I was suddenly attracted by the destruction demons locked in an iron cage.

…

"Boss, how do you sell your destruction? How much does one cost?" Brother Lang stopped and examined the group of thin little red skins.

"Two gold coins per gold, with free chains, buy more discounts."

"How is the quality? Do you keep it alive? I think they are all injured and are all disabled." Brother Lang was picky and tried to lower the price, but was considered provocative.

The boss retorted unhappily: "Isn't it enough to be cheap? Why do you care about so much? Use it as a pet!"

The live descent demons sold in camps usually only use two purposes: either to be used as mice, to test the performance of some potions, or to test the attack power of weapons and spells; or to sacrifice and perform some special rituals. Of course, some black-hearted merchants bought them back to serve as meat filling, and occasionally food poisoning is caused by imbalance in proportion.

"Hey, I'm really going to keep one! You are all too thin and are the waste caught in the safety zone, right? I want a healthy and strong one."

Bai Lang, who had lost the Fugui Pill, was mentally empty and planned to buy another one to support his soul.

The boss choked by him, thought for a while and replied, "You wait, I'll come soon."

Soon, the boss brought a cage with one hand, and inside was a manic and hissing demon. He was better than the "Fugui Pill" in all aspects. Except for breaking his finger and losing an ear, he was very healthy.

Brother Lang fell in love with it at a glance: That’s right, you are the No. 2 Fugui Pill I want!

After a bargaining, Bai Lang obtained this unruly destructive demon at the price of one gold coin. Even though his hands and feet were trapped to death, and his mouth was stuffed with balls in his mouth, he still tried to escape, which was extremely aggressive.

In public, Bai Lang couldn't use physics to influence him, so he could only drag it toward the spiral building.

...

In the fourth floor treatment area, Bai Lang registered and made an appointment with the old doctor in the 04 treatment room, and soon met the other party.

Seeing Bai Lang coming in with a struggling devil, the old man asked curiously: "I remember you, the newcomer that night. Was he injured again? Why did he bring a gift? How embarrassed is this."

"I'm very healthy. But I clearly remember, you said you were the best surgeon in the entire camp?"

"That's right, I was one step away from being an expert who passed the "Nether Mage License". I had rich experience and superb skills, and had fair prices. Unfortunately, drinking was a mistake. I was banned for my life because of "casting spells after drinking". "The old man sighed and sighed, and opened a bottle of medical alcohol and recorded it on Brother Lang's bill.

Bai Lang shook his head when he saw it. This addiction to alcohol is definitely not as simple as "casting spells after drinking". It has caused major vicious accidents, such as resolution crisis, natural disasters of the dead, etc.

"That couldn't be better! I'm here today and I want to ask you to have a surgery to transplant this object into its heart. Is it difficult?"

Brother Lang opened his palm and exposed a pink oval sphere the size of a quail egg. The old man looked confused and puzzled: "What is this?"

Bai Lang was embarrassed to say, "A mechanism is used to control the domestication of the demon."

After hearing this, the old man cursed: "You young people are really full and have nothing to do, and they know how to waste wealth! With this spare money, isn't it good to buy a few bottles of diluted life-saving potions from me? If you like to use demons, you can contract powerful people and insist on doing such meaningless and wasteful experiments. What is the value of such garbage as the destruction?"

"Hardware coins, will you please? If you don't pick them up, I will go to the next door."

"Check it! I have a 'electric shock collar' here. Are you interested in it, little handsome guy? It was originally invented for monsters, but it was loved by more and more adventurers with strong physiques, so I used it myself. Just five silver coins are very cost-effective."

“…”

Brother Lang looked speechless. No wonder Uncle Che could burst out vibrator? The atmosphere in Roger camp is not good.

"Give me a pair, too."

"Okay!"

…

The operation was very smooth. Bai Lang stood by the operating room and watched coldly, but felt his blood was boiling.

The old man still sanitized and injected anesthetically. Then he took the knife and cut open the chest of the Demon with sharpness. Then he pulled open the ribs and tied the vibrator to the heart of "Fugui Pill No. 2", tied a dead knot, then sutured it again, and injected another "healing agent" to allow the wound to heal quickly.

The whole process is simple and crude, because the patient is not a human, and it saves half of the process, only one hour before and after.

This made Brother Lang feel that it turned out that medical surgery was so simple.

After hearing Brother Lang's feelings, the old man started to teach and enlighten him.

"Yes, to put it bluntly, it is just a task for tailors and carpenters. Amputation is just a sawing of wood? Plumbing the blood vessels, having the strength, and having another good guy, remember to disinfect it. The surgery is nothing more than cutting and sewing it back layer by layer. As long as you are careful, you will be the best one!"

What kind of nerve connection is like binding a thread head, but it is not good to connect wires. The same is true for blood vessels. There is no difference between breaking a bone and repairing a stool and breaking a leg. It is nothing more than one of the wood and the other is bone... The surgery is not as mysterious as you imagined. It is all physical work. From scalpels to pliers to chainsaws, it symbolizes the continuous improvement of medical skills, which is most suitable for boys.

Well...The feces in the anorectal department are no different from the real feces, they can just work with the air conditioner.

Under the guidance of the old man, Brother Lang had a new understanding of the medical profession of "save life and helping the wounded" and developed an inexplicable yearning. He felt the pride of "I can do it too".

"Is it difficult to study medicine? Will it be too late for me to enter the industry now?"

"Difficult? Not difficult at all! A newcomer like you can start with practice. Give up knowledge accumulation, integrate knowledge and action, summarize in practice, and then look back at medical books. You can often have a deeper understanding and make rapid progress. Remember, if you die more under your hands, your medical skills will naturally improve." The old man waved his bloody hand, patted Brother Lang's shoulder, and encouraged, "Studying medicine can save the world!"

…

After the operation, the two abandoned the "Fugui Pill No. 2" and started chatting happily.

The old man reminded: "Boy, you have many sequelae of this way of playing. This destruction demon will not last a year, so you must be mentally prepared."

"What? So long!" Bai Lang was very shocked and respected the old man's medical skills!

He felt that the old man's treatment style was, and it would be a miracle to live for one month on the 2nd.

Seeing that Brother Lang slandered and questioned his ability so much, the old man instantly lost interest in communicating and asked: "Last time I asked you to help me promote the inheritance of the 'Nether Mage', why didn't anyone come to me?"

“Are you short of money?”

"It's always lacking."

Brother Lang saw that the other party was gray-haired, similar to the fraudster on TV, and had obtained the Necromancer license (failed), so he should have some knowledge, so he said, "I have something here to consult you and buy a batch of potions by the way. But this matter needs to be kept confidential, you know."

"Don't worry, my words have always been very strict. What good things can you have as a newcomer? Take it out and take a look."

"This!" Brother Lang took out a 'burning capsule' and handed it to the other party.

"What kind of broken thing is this? Cold pellets?" The old man glanced at the bottle. It was a cold medicine before the invasion of hell.

"You open it." Brother Lang hints.

When the old man heard this, he twisted the capsule indifferently, and the green crystals sprinkled with his hands. Then his face suddenly changed and he said hurriedly: "Boy, where did you come from this thing? Didn't it be banned and banned for circulation?"

"Do you know this thing?" Bai Lang became happy and finally met someone who knew the goods.

"Stop asking what you shouldn't know, I'm for your own good," the old man said with a frown.

"I have a lot of things on hand, but the wrong origin, will it be very troublesome? Can you tell me the effect of this thing?..." Brother Lang asked repeatedly, looking heartless.

He will be able to complete the task soon, and will not stay in the camp for a long time, and will not worry about his own safety at all. On the contrary, he also wants to use the "burning blood" to lure out the murderer who was the last time to eat black. It is also related to the branch mission of "Investigating the Truth".

If the old man has good character, he naturally doesn't have to worry about anything; if he turns his hands on himself, he will just lead the snake out of the hole.

"Are you always short of money? Are you interested in purchasing a batch? This should be a good thing, right?" Brother Lang continued to tempt.

"Okay, okay, give me five bottles of this capsule, and I will use the therapeutic agent to convert it to you. If you have no channels for young people like you, you will take it out and die without a burial place, and I will be different."

The old man has an average character, but he is not a cheater, at least he has no idea of ​​betraying Brother Lang. However, he even warned Brother Lang that he turned his head and wanted to act as his agent, which made Bai Lang look very despised.

…

"This thing has something to do with the 'Neon Mage'. You don't need to look at the specific origins in detail. Just be clear that the 'burning blood' has been completely banned and no longer produced. In theory, some major forces are still manufacturing it, but it will not flow out; many violent potions need to be used as raw materials..."

The old man gave Brother Lang a lot of knowledge, including the performance of "burning blood". This thing is not taken directly at all, and you will go crazy if you can't eat a few pills. However, the physique of the monster mutant beast can withstand it, and can even evolve and become stronger quickly.

The old man said that he was willing to provide technology to help Brother Lang create a simple version of the "furious potion", which greatly reduced the side effects and temporarily increased the attributes, and had almost no "fel erosion" harm. Bai Lang naturally nodded in agreement.

However, the old man was very secretive about the source of the "burning blood" and did not mention it.

[You have obtained important information, and the completion of the branch mission's "Investigation of the Truth" has been further improved. Have you received the task?]

‘No!’ Brother Lang refused again, and the same old saying, with this skill, he will make money back if he has more monsters!

Finally, he obtained a "Medical Experience Note" from the old man and received a prompt from the space.

[You have a breakout of the critical value of friendship with the necromancer Howard, and you can open... Obtain the prop "Medical Experience Notes" as a prerequisite for career opening.]
Chapter completed!