The second day of the Blood Bottle, Sulu got up early, after breakfast, let the carriage carry him to a street.
When he was at the intersection, Sulu got off the carriage and walked slowly along the sidewalk.
The flowerbeds on both sides of the street are full of flowers, and at this time they emit a refreshing fragrance.
Some buildings around were also damaged, but they were still much better than other areas.
Sulu walked for a few minutes and stopped in front of a private medical center: "It's here."
He looked up and saw a sign that had a crack on both sides, which seemed to have been through a long history:
‘Ruby Clinic…it’s really you!’
Sulu mixed with the patient and waited quietly.
Moreover, he accidentally discovered that the business of this clinic was unexpectedly good.
In front of him was an old woman who wrapped her face in a black turban, chatting endlessly about the magic of the female doctor: "At that time, I almost thought I was going to be summoned by the goddess... It was Dr. Anji who pulled me at the last moment... Although her technique was a bit... terrifying and rough, it was absolutely effective!"
Bang!
Just as she was talking, a man was beaten out of the clinic: "Do you dare to make trouble with me? Do you want me to sew your butt on your head?"
Anji, wearing a stethoscope, appeared and glanced at the crowd waiting in line: "Next!"
After being swept by the sight of the predator, many patients trembled in their calves. They looked at the man who was still vomiting blood and walked away silently without saying a word.
Soon, it was Sulu's turn.
He walked into the clinic and found that the place was small, with only one treatment room, an office, and another seemed to be a surgery and a laboratory.
Angie Ribby, wearing a white coat, glanced at him casually: "Name? Symptoms?"
"My name is Ron, we made an appointment at that party before."
Sulu replied in a low voice.
In fact, this Angie Ribby has met him for the second time.
As early as in Port Posey, he saved his sister Dora and received a promise of free treatment.
Of course, Sulu was not ready to reveal his true identity at this time.
He was just sighing that the world is still very small.
I just found a doctor at the party, and I was my acquaintance.
But it’s normal to think about it carefully. In a city, there are probably not many wild professionals who are good at treating. As long as Anji doesn’t leave, he will always encounter them.
"It's you!"
Anji nodded, glanced at Sulu's blue sea-like hair, and shouted to the outside, "I won't do business today!"
Bang!
As the words fell, the clinic door was closed roughly.
"Is it really good like you...?"
Sulu was speechless.
"If this is not the case... what else can I do? Will I get them into the extraordinary incident?" Anji looked solemn, holding a stethoscope and preparing to check Sulu.
"Wait a minute, what are you going to do? It's not me who is sick!"
Sulu hurriedly said.
"Do you think...I'm like a fool?" Anji rolled his eyes: "When I heard your description at the party, I knew that the patient was you! Huh? Strange..."
Her expression gradually turned into confusion: "You are really...not sick?"
"Even if you don't believe me, you should trust your intuition and the extraordinary items in your hands, Doctor!"
Sulu glanced at the stethoscope on Anji's hand. The identification ability of [Mysterious Scholar] was activated and found that it was a good auxiliary magical item.
"Why don't you make an appointment with a doctor?"
Anji pulled off the mask impatiently: "Or... I came to tease me on purpose?"
"No... Actually, I was really troubled by hallucinations a few days ago, especially when my mental energy was exhausted and dried up..."
Sulu's expression turned solemn: "Even if it gets better later, I feel very scared and hope to stock up on some corresponding potions."
Not to mention anything else, if he plans to continue exploring the mystery of "The Unknown Book of Dead", that situation may still occur in the future. Of course, he must be fully prepared.
"Recovered?"
Anji's expression became even more strange: "In that state... ordinary people and even extraordinary people are 99% likely to go crazy directly. You can actually recover and have a strong willpower!"
"It's just a little luck and special method... Do you have experience in this area?" Sulu was really curious.
This extraordinary doctor seems to have rich experience in treating this type of special "mental illness" or mental pollution that exists at a high level.
"I recently found some material...it's just right to deal with this."
Whenever Anji mentioned this, his eyes shone, as if another person had changed: "I am good at 'blood therapy'... and recently, I found that if I add that material to the blood bottle, even if it is diluted many times, it will achieve unparalleled results... Originally, my healing ability was only around the first level of this path, but now, I am confident that I can compare to the extraordinary doctor of the third level or even fourth level!"
“What’s so useful?”
Sulu actually didn't believe it very much: "Is it a panacea?"
"No...it's blood! I don't know what level of blood exists!" Unexpectedly, Anji actually answered happily: "I collected it in the East District."
"East District? Flesh and blood polluters? Areas where sewer monsters are frequent?"
Sulu had some cold sweat on his forehead.
What I was thinking in my heart was that fortunately, I didn’t let the other party treat him and sent him some unknown blood.
"Yes, are you worried about pollution? This is an insult to my profession, and you should trust my profession!"
Anji looked normal, she sat down angrily and raised her long legs: "Then... are you here today to acquire a way to treat your mental state?"
"Yes!" Sulu replied after a silence.
"It's really boring... I thought you could be more radical, so we can join forces to go to the East District to get more materials! The monsters there are very troublesome..."
Anji seemed very distressed.
This is normal because her profession is more therapeutic! Her combat power is not very strong.
Su Lu pursed her lips and wanted to ask where the other party’s mentor and sister were, but when she thought of her identity, she still suppressed her: “I’m so sorry I can’t help you.”
"All right……"
Anji ran into the laboratory and soon took two blood bottles out. The bright red color passed through the glass, making it look very charming: "Psychological healing potion, each portion is worth... Well, fifty golden dragons! Just enter it directly into your vein when using it."
"Thanks!"
Chapter completed!