The Doctor In the Steampunk World

"Mainly focus on the hands, the legs, the abdomen and the left side of the face."

"The problem is very serious. I didn't bring the operating box. I will go back and get the operating box first."

Curator Johnny nodded: "Hurry up."

Simon ran home to get the operating box and rushed back non-stop.

"Are you going to stay here?" Simon looked at Curator Johnny.

"Do you need help? Do you want me to call Ola over to help you?"

"No, I can do it alone. You go out first."

"Really?" Curator Johnny was a little worried.

"No, don't worry, I won't mess around." Simon waved his hand.

Curator Johnny turned his head three times at a time, and when he walked to the door, he didn't forget to ask, "Really?"

"You're chattering, I'll die, go find someone else."

"I'm going out right now."

Curator Johnny closed the door, Simon walked over to insert the latch, and then began to untie Gale's bandages.

When she opened the bandage on her face, her left face was festering and rotten, very ugly, in sharp contrast to her right face.

A devil like half an angel.

Gail closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were twitching.

I don't know if I'm afraid.

He said with relief, "I'll take an anesthesia first, it won't hurt."

Gale nodded.

When he unbuttoned Gale's clothes, he could clearly feel her body shaking.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, you're just my patient." Simon knew that she was not just afraid but shy.

Her body was indeed seriously polluted.

Gail was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, but at such a young age as a flower, Simon was a little sad.

"Is there no cure for my illness?" This was the first time Gale had spoken to Simon.

"There is salvation, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"I know you're lying to me, I know my situation myself." Gal's voice was low.

"I am a doctor, and this is my specialty. I can tell if you are saved by just looking at it. I tell you, you are still saved, don't be discouraged."

"Aunt Senna has been treating her for almost five years, and she hasn't been cured yet."

"I don't know who Aunt Senna is in your mouth. She didn't cure you. That's her problem. I'm a doctor at Victoria University, and my medical skills are definitely better than hers."

"Bragging, Aunt Senna is a military doctor. She has been a doctor for more than 20 years. She is amazing. How old are you, you are definitely not as powerful as Aunt Senna."

"What about a military doctor, being a doctor for a long time means she is great? You are still too young. There is a type of person in this world called a genius, who is better than ordinary people in everything. And I will be a genius, and if I can cure you, It can cure you." Simon said boldly.

"I'm magic pollution, and ordinary doctors can't cure magic pollution at all."

"You know a lot at a young age?"

"I've been in bed for almost five years. I can't get out. I can only read books every day. I read them from books. So you can't deceive me."

"I did not lie to you."

"Then you are not an ordinary person?"

"I won't tell you."

"Then you are bragging."

"Okay, stop talking, the anesthesia should work, and I'm going to start treatment."

"Why are you covering my eyes?"

"The scene is a bit bloody, you are not suitable to watch it."

"I want to see."

"No, you are obedient. You keep staring at me, and I am easily distracted. If I get distracted and cut the wrong way, it will be troublesome. You don't want to have an extra scar on your body."

"Anyway, it's already like this, there's no difference between one or two."

"If one day, your dad or your aunt Senna really cured you, wouldn't it be ugly to have a scar on your body."

"It can't be cured."

"I said if."

"No ifs."

"Why are you so stubborn, girl?"

"I'm not being stubborn, I just recognized the reality."

"The reality now is that I'm a doctor, you're a patient, and you have to listen to me. You don't mind having an extra scar on your body, but Curator Johnny does. If he knew that an extra scar would be added to you, he would have to give it to me too. One. Don't hurt me."

"You are very afraid of my dad."

"I'm not afraid, I really want to fight, your father is not my opponent."

"Bragging again, my dad used to be a knight. Even if he's retired now, he's still very good."

"Cut, the knight is not invincible, anyway, I can beat your dad."

"If you really beat my dad, you wouldn't practice martial arts with my dad in the martial arts gym."

"how do you know."

"My dad told me about you, Simon, the rich tycoon."

"Damn, he dares to arrange me behind the scenes."

"You're angry?"

"no."

"Don't be mad at my dad, the reason why my dad cheated on you is for me. My magic energy pollution is basically incurable, and I can only use the magic energy suppression capsule to relieve the magic energy pollution. The magic suppression capsule is so expensive, my dad We had to do everything possible to make money. For me, our family's wealth was almost empty. I also knew that my dad didn't need the Demon Capsule for me..."

"Looking at your face, I'm not angry with him anymore."

Simon glanced at the door, and after confirming that Curator Johnny couldn't peek, he separated the ghost, and easily sucked the magic energy from Gale's body.

Without magical energy, Gale's magical energy pollution could not continue to deteriorate.

Withdrawing the shadow ghost, Simon dealt with the rotten skin on her body with his left hand.

He only cut off the completely decomposed skin tissue, then sprinkled anti-inflammatory drugs, and then tied the bandages.

"It's done, take good care of your injuries, and you'll be fine."

"Although I know you are lying to me, I still thank you very much."

"I didn't lie to you~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I always spit and nails when I speak, and people give me the nickname Honest and Reliable Little Langjun. Trust me."

"People who say this are generally not credible."

"who said it."

"My dad said that, my dad usually calls people like you who only play tricks the king of mouths."

"Your dad knows shit." Simon's face darkened.

"My dad won't lie to me."

Gail looked at Simon with big eyes, and Simon was speechless.

Opening the door, Curator Johnny almost fell in with a stumble, and he kept listening to the door.

Simon looked at him speechlessly: "The rotten skin tissue has been cleared."

"Excuse me." Curator Johnny hurried in and asked about Gale's situation. After confirming that Gale was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked Gail to take a good rest, and then called Simon to leave the back room together.

"Do you want to know my story?" Curator Johnny suddenly said solemnly.

"In no mood."

Curator Johnny was taken aback for a moment, he thought Simon would be very interested.

"Why?"

"If you don't want to hear it, you just don't want to hear it. Where did it come from and why? Your story must be a tragedy, don't bother to upset the mood."

"Let Gail come out to bask in the sun these days, and staying indoors is not conducive to the recovery of his condition. If you have time, quickly teach me martial arts. I will not charge Gail's consultation fee. You teach me martial arts well. Just fine."

"I wasn't prepared to give it."

"Depend on."

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