"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I'll save you."
Although his wrist was a little sore from being gripped, Fang Zong did not try to break free.
"No...no...you can't save me...ghost...ghost, it's too scary!"
Ukdo's face turned deathly pale.
A seasoned gangster, who had seen it all, was so terrified by what he saw that he became like this.
"hiss……"
Fang Zong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist and actually smiled, a very gentle smile. He patted Ukdo's hand with his other hand, comforting him, "Don't worry, I'll save you. Tell me what happened."
"Take your time and tell me, I can save you."
“Okay, okay.” Ukdo’s eyes lit up.
"Then tell me, who harmed you?" Fang Zong's voice became even gentler.
The patient needed psychological comfort, and Fang Zong's tone of voice clearly provided Ukto with great solace, so he spoke softly.
"Yes, he is from the East."
"Oh? A person from the East?" Fang Zong couldn't help but beam with joy.
Ukto was clearly harmed by a demon. One demon wouldn't be so bad, but if it was an Easterner...
From childhood to adulthood, Fang Zong had heard stories of evil Taoist priests exorcising ghosts and harming people. A few days ago, he would have run away as fast as he could, but now it seems like he has discovered a treasure, a great treasure!
If there is one evil Taoist priest, then there will be many ghosts.
Ninth Sister's skill, officially known as "Picking Up," is nicknamed "Corpse Looting."
Most importantly, she can touch ghosts!
"This must be a skinning demon. Will it grant me the ability to perform anatomy?" Fang Zong asked in his mind.
"I don't know, it's picked randomly."
Ninth Sister gave a cold laugh: "You don't want the ability to skin people?"
"I still prefer the ability to save lives; I am a doctor."
At this moment, Ukdo's eyes became unfocused, and he started talking more.
“You know I’m not a good person. That day, I… I discovered that one of my men, an Easterner, was a spy! He was a mole! He was going to betray me! I couldn’t let him get away with it! I killed him, skinned him, burned him alive, and threw him into San Francisco Bay. I thought that was the end of it. Even if he was an FBI agent, there was no evidence now that he was dead, and that would be the end of it…”
"Is it really over?" Fang Zong was a little disappointed. It seemed that he wasn't an evil Taoist priest after all.
"No! It's not over! He came looking for me, he came to find me!"
"He came to see you? Relax, speak slowly, here, have some water."
"Thank you, thank you..."
Ukto struggled to hold the straw in his mouth, took a sip of water, and continued, "That night, I was drinking at home. You know, I have a lot of men, a lot of men! But he didn't disturb any of my men. When he got to my bedside, everyone was asleep and couldn't be woken up. He, he, he peeled the skin off my chest. He wanted to peel off all my skin!"
Suddenly, his expression turned panicked, and he roared, "No! You can't save me! You're a doctor! Doctors can't fight ghosts!"
"No, I can save you. It's all just an illusion."
Fang Zong patted Ukdo's hand, pried his fingers apart one by one, withdrew his hand, and put on sterile gloves: "Yes, it's all just a hallucination caused by the illness. I can save you, but I need a little money for the consultation."
"How much?" Ukto was overjoyed.
If money can solve a problem, then it's not a problem!
Fang Zong smiled and said, "Thirty thousand US dollars."
"Huh? Thirty thousand?"
At that moment, Nurse Nari walked in, carrying a medical tray. Upon hearing the consultation fee of $30,000, her mature and charming face showed a great deal of surprise.
But without asking any questions, he put down the medical tray and went straight out.
She was only there to deliver some essential items; the rest was none of her business, so she left immediately.
Fang Zong stared at Nali's back, thought for a moment, smiled, and grabbed Ukdo's body with his hand, making a crisp sound.
"Dingdang, you've sensed the ghostly aura of the Skin-Peeling Ghost. Ghostly aura +1."
"doublekill, touched the ghost aura of the skinning ghost, ghost aura +1."
"Triblekill, touched the ghostly aura of the skinner, ghostly aura +1."
"Congratulations, host, for your triple black attack! Ghost energy fusion, Yang energy +1!"
Fang Zong: ...Ninth Sister, have you been playing too many games?
And... all three times it was ghostly energy, am I really that unlucky?
Ukdo felt a sudden clarity in his mind, and the pain in his body lessened considerably. He looked at Fang Zong in surprise: "You really want to save me?"
Fang Zong composed himself: "Of course, I'm a doctor."
“I killed a man from the East, and you people from the East…”
“There are 1.4 billion people in the East, yet I only accepted your consultation fee of 30,000.”
"I'll give you more, save me!"
Ukto grasped at a straw, his expression excited: "Save me, I promise you, you'll get so much, you can run rampant in Chinatown, even... the whole of San Francisco! As you Easterners say, it's good to have a big tree to shelter under!"
"No need, thirty thousand US dollars will do."
Fang Zong glanced at Ukdo with pity.
Thirty thousand US dollars, that's a lovely number.
Ukto is no longer a big figure in the underworld.
Looking at the medical tray, there were suturing instruments such as needles and pliers, as well as large pieces of skin collected from Ukdo and cultured. The skin was simply picked up and pasted onto Ukdo's body.
No needles or thread are needed, nor are pliers. Fang Zong's arms are like pythons, and his fingers are like the most precise machines, dancing and swirling, delicate and exquisite like art.
Because he encountered a ghost, his suturing skills are comparable to those of the world's top surgeons!
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